After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

However, for Charles, whose spiritual ocean could no longer be judged solely by his legendary rank, this was hardly a burden...

At most, it's just a little fatigue after sitting in a hard seat on a high-speed train for several hours.

He crouched down slightly and picked up a handful of dust from the ground.

Fine white sand slipped through his fingers, making a soft rustling sound.

Charles subtly extended his spiritual power.

Then, he discovered the magical elements constantly pulsating in the surrounding air...

and also--

Hidden beneath numerous rules, the subtle fluctuations of the laws of time and space.

"A magic network exists... and it's quite active."

"In other words... there should be a considerable degree of wizard civilization in this world."

"It might even be comparable to the Dark Tower I encountered when I traveled through time."

"I must say, this is indeed a rare piece of good news..."

.......

This world was somewhat unexpected for Charles.

Based on the information revealed by Vimers, and Ciel's own deductions...

Just like before the Great Cataclysm occurred in the world of Dawn...

The civilization of wizards was crushed, reduced to dust in history... while false gods used holy sites and religions to establish a belief in deities and use them to control the people...

This kind of development should be the main theme of most parallel worlds.

After all, false gods have many chances to start over, while wizards only need to make one mistake to face a tragic and irreversible end.

"And then there are... those traces hidden within the laws of the planes, eroded by the river of time..."

"The world of Kanara has a far more diverse future and possibilities than any other world... It is not inferior to the Western Continent."

After perfecting the fundamental theories of the quantum realm, and thereby elevating his spiritual ocean and cognitive world as a wizard.

Charles has been able to perceive the existence of the laws of time and space to a limited extent.

Therefore, he could vaguely sense...

If we were to compare the time and history of a world to a long river...

Therefore, the river of time belonging to this world must be incredibly wide...

Downstream from the current point, in what is known as the future... there are countless tributaries of possibilities that no one can fully foresee...

This is undoubtedly good news...it means the world is stable and prosperous, with a bright, diverse, and colorful future.

But this is also bad news...

.......

Those false gods who have not completed the path to godhood no longer possess the essence of mere flesh and blood, but rather are closer to being information-based beings...

For them, who are information-based life forms, different parallel worlds also have different projection values.

If we were to judge parallel worlds simply by their value... then a parallel world with high value would be "stable and full of possibilities, capable of developing more divergences in the future," while a world with low value would be "a one-way street whose path is unchangeable due to excessive extremism."

Let your own projection occupy those worlds of high value, with possibilities and diverse futures... and completely confine their diverse futures, turning them into a thin one-way street.

In this process—those future possibilities that are forcibly restrained and obliterated—are the best sustenance for the false gods, who are information-state life forms, to replenish themselves.

For the false gods, the ability to project their own image into such a prosperous world is equivalent to possessing dozens of barren worlds with scarce possibilities...

In this respect, the false gods in the multiverse are practically no different from a pack of bloodthirsty wolves...

Once a prosperous parallel world with diverse possibilities is discovered, it will be hunted like a wolf that has spotted its prey.

Then, they will devour it completely... leaving the once prosperous world with only a bleak and barren future.

Right now, this parallel world, which the system calls the "Silver Continent," is undoubtedly the most tempting prey in the eyes of the false gods.

Unlike the previous "Dawn World," which was barren and lacked value, and was therefore simply left to its own devices by the false gods...

The false gods will certainly devote a great deal of thought and effort to such a lucrative prey as the "Silver Continent," and will not stop until they have completely devoured it.

.......

Just then, Xia Er's mental energy stirred slightly.

He stopped the rapid thinking and analysis that was running through his mind, raised his head, and looked at the distant azure sky.

To the naked eye, it was clearly empty, with only an endless expanse of monotonous blue.

but......

After a interval of a dozen or so breaths...

Accompanied by the sound of an explosion—

A colossal blue and white dragon, breaking the sound barrier, hurtled from the distant horizon.

Its form rapidly expanded from an almost invisible dot, quickly appearing before Sharl, its gleaming dragon scales clearly visible...

The blue and white dragon hovered in mid-air, its flapping membranous wings stirring up towering dust waves.

A knight clad in mithril armor dismounted from the dragon and gave Ciel a perfectly standard knightly salute, a salute so perfect it could be described as textbook-perfect that Ciel had only ever seen on Ingrid.

On the female knight's shoulder armor, a tiny, earth-yellow rune was slowly flashing.

"Welcome..."

"A legend from afar... not belonging to this world, esteemed Planeswalker."

"My name is Roland, and my identity is the Knight Commander of the Silver Royal City... By order of Her Majesty the Queen..."

“I was specially dispatched to welcome you to the Holy City.”

A hoarse female voice slowly rose, carrying an unnatural air mixed with a hint of magic.

Charles's mind stirred slightly.

Legendary-rank dragon knight—

Miniature translation runes that directly convert language into parseable symbolic script.

And... although Ciel didn't conceal his aura at all... his ability to detect his presence in such a short time and send people to deal with him was remarkable.

It seems...

The original civilization of this world is far more powerful than I had previously imagined...

Too--

Otherwise, this world could never have stood firm and maintained its independence from the covetous eyes of the false gods.

"In that case, take me to your mouth—"

"Let's take a look at that so-called holy city."

.......

"The Silver Continent?"

"This name does suit our empire's name quite well..."

"If it were to be called by travelers from other planes... that would indeed be a very fitting term."

On the back of the dragon, the female knight who called herself Roland removed her full-face knight's helmet made of mithril.

Her appearance seemed somewhat at odds with her hoarse voice.

She looked to be only in her early twenties, with milky-white skin, long, slightly wavy, dark purple hair, and a pair of brown eyes.

She placed the sharp knight's sword on her lap and was carefully wiping it with a cloth.

Roland's hoarse reply was neither humble nor arrogant, and remained completely calm.

Although the other party was a Planeswalker of unknown origin, who even attracted the personal attention of His Majesty...

However, as fellow legendary figures, she represents the face of the Holy City, and maintaining an equal stance is sufficient.

"To be honest, this world has somewhat exceeded my expectations..."

Charles casually leaned back on the dragon's back.

He had been using Isabella's Blackscale Wyvern for free for a long time, so he was quite familiar with wyvern mounts.

"The last world I visited... experienced a cataclysmic catastrophe... leaving only a handful of survivors..."

"Aside from one exceptional individual, the strongest among the remaining survivors is only at the quasi-legendary level; the spark of civilization is almost insignificant..."

Charles paused slightly, shifting his left leg, which was resting on the dragon's horn, into a more comfortable position.

"But, it's quite obvious—"

"The Silver Continent is different..."

.......

"The Silver Continent naturally possesses its own unique glory."