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If that were the case, Jinlong would have to wonder if he was under some kind of illusion. The Githyanki were never good people, and the resistance was not a monolithic entity. After the Queen's death, Tunalas City was plunged into a brutal civil war—which was, of course, within Jinlong's expectations. However, according to the original plan, she should have died long ago by now. After a thorough civil war, the Githyanki were reborn.
With Casalos's intervention, Valeries, who survived, was forced to become the central figure in this civil war once again.
One astral plane after the fall of Whispering Palace, the slave rebellion raised the Queen's Bloodblade banner at Obsidian Ruins, declared the establishment of the "Free Council," and supported the golden dragon Valeris in taking over the great city of Tunaras.
Meanwhile, Shashahawk parted ways with the slave rebellion and joined forces with the war commander Zechir—who had somehow managed to send a body double to the front lines while his true self remained hidden in the city until Whispering Palace fell, at which point he emerged with the radicals—Shashahawk and the radicals together occupied the starport, taking control of more than 70% of the magic ships in Tunaras and blocking the astral waterway.
Subsequently, members of the Sasha Hawke were betrayed and imprisoned by radicals.
During the second astral phase, the awakened liberals stormed into Whispering Palace to plunder the royal storehouses, clashing head-on with the slave rebellion that had occupied the palace. Defeated, they retreated back into the city, initiating a free-for-all mode of indiscriminate looting of the entire city. They also released the magic-suppressing shackles, freeing all the slaves in the city and exacerbating the chaos.
Warlord Zechariah attempts to take control of the psionic core within the giant city's skull, leading to a fierce battle with the remaining Kra Lich Guard.
After the main force of the Sasha Hawk astral plane arrived, they used ballistae to bombard the radical forces of Zechil, but accidentally damaged civilian areas and caused fires. The fires spread to the streets of the Glask district, and the giant city was shrouded in smoke and dust compressed by the astral mass.
Two Prime Material Days have passed. Valerith is forced to execute the slave leader who attempted to divide the royal treasury, sparking a rebellion by 30% of the slave army. The Free Council urgently issues the Stardust Amnesty, promising to abolish slavery but without specifying a political structure. Shashahawk begins contacting the Githzerai of the Chaos Sea, requesting their swift reinforcements. The remaining Kra liches initiate the "Echoes of the Gods" ritual, causing multiple powerful earthquakes in the Great City and awakening several ancient liches in the royal tombs of the underground city.
It was only then that everyone realized that Vairakis had gone so far as to turn all his elders into liches.
Next, the slave rebellion and radicals fought for control of the starport, while the liberals stormed into the dungeon and clashed with Shashahawk. Klara, led by an ancient lich, attacked the Glask district, slaughtering civilians and transforming them into an undead army. The Liberal Council and the radicals were forced to temporarily unite to resist the lich scourge.
If Valeries hadn't, through unwavering will, carved several lines of hideous markings into herself, slightly restoring her vitality and prompting the half-dragon kobold warlocks left by Casalos to protect her to once again carry out a decapitation strike, purifying those liches transformed from Vyrakis of unknown generations, Tunaras would probably be a veritable city of the dead by now.
In just a few prime material days, the slave rebellion split.
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Two factions emerged: one supporting Valeris's Freedom and Liberation Front, and the other advocating for independence and nation-building, the Black Talon Brotherhood. Five hundred monks sent by the Githzerai also arrived and joined Shashahawk. The radical faction absorbed remnants of the Kra clan and seized control of a secret stronghold within the dungeon containing a large number of scrolls of mass destruction spells.
But that wasn't all. A "Red Dragon Priest" appeared out of nowhere and opened a hellish rift in the dragon's lair, summoning several adult infernal red dragons and a large number of Abyssal demons to attack the city, claiming to purify the "City of Traitors." Mind flayers, who had been lurking in the city for countless centuries, also took advantage of the chaos to launch an attack, attracting the Shell Fleet to wield its tentacles and plunder slaves on a massive scale.
The entire city of Tunaras was in complete chaos until Valeries fully completed her Skin Carving advancement. Leading the half-dragon warlocks and the Liberation Front, she joined forces with the Gith'zerai monks to repel the red dragon and the Abyssal demon, sealing the Hell Rift. Only then did the situation in the giant city barely stabilize thanks to the absolute power she displayed. Neither the Gith'yanki nor the slaves of various races knew that the golden dragon's life was now as fragile as glass.
Currently, the Liberation Front occupies the Queen's District and Grasker District, becoming the strongest force in the Great City. Then, the Sasha Hawk and the Gith Zerei control the Starport, while the Black Talon Brotherhood and the liberal Gith Yankees control the former stronghold of the Slave Rebellion, the Junkyard. The remaining radicals and the Kra remnants hide in the dungeons, plotting a counterattack.
Following this upheaval, the total population of Tunaras plummeted from over 100,000 to less than 60,000. The three factions controlling the giant city signed a ceasefire agreement, stipulating that after 300 astral planes of truce, a "Transitional Governance Committee" would be established, with Queen Bloodblade Valeries elected as the nominal chairperson, while real power would be shared among representatives of the three factions, in order to participate in the Casalozian talks.
Now everyone knows that it was Casalos's army that held back the main force of Tunaras City, and it was also Casalos that dealt with the Primordial Red Dragon behind Queen Verakis.
Casaloz is the one who will determine the future of the astral city of Tunalas.
"Just state your conditions." Valeries' tailbone arched slightly, and flames carrying the power of time spilled from her nostrils, crackling and exploding as they intertwined with astral matter: "What do you want, and what can you give us?"
Since she was still alive and continuing to be involved in that unsuccessful cause, even knowing there was little chance of success, she would still do her best to fight for the benefits of the Githyanki and the various races living in the Great City.
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Valeries knew perfectly well what Casalos wanted.
Her fingernails dug into the star-shaped table, and the flames seeping from her nostrils spread across the parchment of the contract. More than the other "representatives," she knew Casalos's intentions all too well—when the iron dragon saved her life, the sparks of compassion flickered in its indigo eyes. The lines of fate revealed by destiny and the visions she had glimpsed clearly told her: the iron dragon cared nothing for the lives of the remaining 60,000-plus people of Tunaras.
Ultimately, although Casalos has orchestrated this negotiation, the real negotiating partner remains Valeries, the golden dragon. Bringing all the "representatives" here is probably not really about binding the golden dragon's morality.
But the Liberation Front didn't understand this fact, neither did the Gisyanki, and Sasha Hawke was even less aware of it.
"Impossible! This is blatant plunder!" The Githyanki representative slammed his silver sword on the ground, sparks flying from the tip and twisting psionic energy swirling around it. "Tunaras is our city, our eternal home!"
When the half-dragons presented the "Contract for the Ownership of the Astral City and the Reconstruction of the Githian Civilization," even the slaves of various non-Ghithian Yankee races and the Githzerai who came to support them expressed their firm opposition. Valeries saw the Adam's apples trembling on the faces of the representatives of the Liberation Army, and the veins on their necks, once bound by anti-magic shackles, now bulged with rage.
"We didn't kill Vairakis to give the Bone Throne a new master!"
In short, Casalos wants to take over the entire city of Tunaras and expel all its inhabitants from the Astral Plane—from the Tunarans' perspective, of course. In fact, Casalos gave the residents of Tunaras two choices: leave or stay. Those who left were free to do so. Those who chose to stay, however, had to abide by the new laws and regulations Casalos had established for the city. But neither choice was acceptable to the residents of Tunaras.
Even among the slaves abducted by the Githyanki to the Great City, few were willing to leave this astral city.
This is a city that they "worked hard" and "shed blood and tears" to snatch from the Gisyanki. How can they just give it up because of a dragon's words?
Valeries's tail tip subtly hooked onto the purification scroll in the hidden compartment. She looked at the faces burning red with rage. Elder Githyanki poked at the "Terms of Agreement for the City of Tunaras to be Ruled by the Casaloz Dragon Territory" with his scepter, the orc representative held his battle axe across the seal of the contract, and even the halflings, who rarely voiced their opinions, were banging their high stools with wrenches.
These lives, flowing with different bloodlines, perfectly replicated the same expression at this moment, like trapped beasts whose territory had been invaded.
"calm!"
Valeries's dragon claws shattered the astral tabletop, unleashing the terrifying majesty of a golden dragon. The representatives of various races who had just risen from their seats staggered back into their ornate yet "comfortable" chairs, as if swept by an invisible dragon's tail. The golden dragon's neck scales bristled, and its rumbling dragon language echoed through the astral plane: "I think we should first carefully read through the detailed terms of these contracts before discussing their fairness..."
The contract scrolls laid out on the star-shaped table unfurled, and the runes along the edges of the parchment lit up one by one.
With the golden dragon as a model, the small farce at the venue quickly subsided.
Valeries's record speaks for itself: first, she single-handedly killed the Lich Queen Vyrakis, and then she repelled the attacking red dragon and dragon demon. Crucially, they were also willing to believe that a golden dragon, with its integrity, would never betray them. Therefore, negotiations continued, and although there was still some bickering, no further tensions arose.
“The last item.” The Dragonvein Drow flicked his finger, shattering the star-like model of the city of Tunaras. The flying fragments tumbled and transformed into miniature projections of seven hundred magical ships: “Regarding the jurisdiction of the transitional starports…”
Perched on the Iron Throne, Casalos watched with boredom as the drow negotiators, aided by their kobold secretaries, meticulously examined each of the thousands of clauses in the massive contracts, engaging in heated debates and discussions with the representatives of Tunaras. Through subtle, seemingly conceding modifications, they ultimately ensnared even the non-experts, including the golden dragons, in a trap, securing the greatest possible benefit for the Dragonflight.
"The Zhuoer aren't all useless, are they?"
It has never liked to handle these tedious matters personally. As a lord, one should provide strategic guidance for the development of the Dragon Territory from a high-level perspective, while specific matters should naturally be handled by specific professionals.
Unfortunately, Dragon Territory hasn't yet cultivated talent in this area. Kobolds and grey dwarves are good at construction and warfare, but if you send them to negotiate, they'll probably start fighting after three sentences. As for the grassland people… let's not even mention them.
In short, the inhabitants of Dragonflight have never dealt with such diplomatic negotiations before, and it's a good thing that a few drow elves are unwilling to succumb and dare to step forward. Valeris's glimpse into the situation was correct: Casalos doesn't care about these Tunarasians at all. Its only "negotiation" target and object of courtship has always been Valeris, the golden dragon.
A golden dragon possessing a truly legendary class level—that's a rare talent among dragons. As for those Githyanki or whatever, simply expelling them is enough; why would a dragon possibly care about their opinions?
That is precisely why Casalos allowed this...
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Some drow gave it a try, and surprisingly, they did quite well—that's right, the drow who volunteered were all males, and they were probably fed up with being used as sex toys, while the female drows were still hopelessly addicted to it.
The venue was arranged and decorated by the Drow, the guard of honor was designed by the Drow, and it was also their idea to have Casaloz sit on the Iron Throne as a mascot. The final negotiations were also conducted entirely on behalf of Casaloz.
Casaloz's demands have never changed: ownership of the city of Tunaras, all the psionic technology data that the Githyanki seized from the fallen Mindflayer Empire, and the covenant with the Golden Dragons.
The Drow not only perfectly secured all three of these benefits, but also ingeniously added 40,000 temporary astral laborers and fresh blood to Dragon Territory through inexplicable conditions such as compensation, transition periods, and residency rights. They also significantly increased Dragon Territory's revenue under the guise of leasing colonial fleets for transportation and hiring military protection forces. Of course, the biggest source of additional revenue remained the construction projects of Dragon Territory's engineering team—these Drow were already peddling blueprints for their Prime Material Plane homestead to those wanting to leave.
23. Result
The agreement was eventually finalized.
Casalos successfully brought Tunaras into the Dragon Realm and also acquired the psionic technology currently held by several participating factions. As for the portion hidden in the dungeon by Vyrakis and now guarded by the radicals and Kra liches, Casalos will have to retrieve it himself.
In exchange, the Dragon Territory is responsible for the safety and daily needs of the 40,000 residents stranded in the Great City. These 40,000 people, provided they are not enslaved, will also abide by the Dragon Territory's laws and regulations. Since life in the Astral Plane doesn't need to consider basic needs like eating, drinking, and relieving itself, this essentially means the Dragon Territory is getting 40,000 laborers for free—normal employment certainly doesn't constitute enslavement.
The Gith Yankees, who had been astral pirates for countless centuries, would certainly not accept such terms, but the representatives of the Great City in this negotiation did not include the traditional Gith Yankees. Whether it was the Golden Dragon, the Shashahawk with his ambiguous relationship with the Gith Zerei, or the slaves who had been enslaved by the Gith Yankees for so long, none of them wanted the Gith Yankees to regain control of the Great City.
The Golden Dragon wanted to liberate the Githyanki, and the Dragon Territory's rules of forbidding them from plundering and forcing them to exchange wealth for productive labor could subtly change their childhood ingrained bandit mentality. The Githyanki people, who had toiled in the Chaos Sea for countless centuries, were also willing to see their former brethren embark on a normal path. As for the slaves... the Githyanki's original wealth had been transferred to the Dragon Territory as part of the Great City, and they would wholeheartedly support the Githyanki who rode on their heads in their misfortune. Not to mention that the Dragon Territory's laws allowed them to settle their personal grudges in the arena.
Ultimately, hiring others requires payment, and using weapons to settle scores is a universal social rule across countless worlds in the multiverse, regardless of chaos, order, good, or evil. Whether this is the will of the greater universe or a deliberately crafted principle by some being is none of Casalos's concern. The core of Dragon Territory's laws and regulations still adheres to this law, so it's normal that it's accepted by the majority of those who accept it.
In addition, Dragon Territory also took on the greatest "burden" of Tunaras City: the care and upbringing of tens of thousands of Githyanki eggs in hundreds of nurseries across more than twenty Material Worlds.
The Gith Yankees have no regard for offspring or the propagation of their race. Having enjoyed the false eternity of astral life, they are unwilling to "consume" their finite lives in any Material Plane world. For them, caring for and educating the next generation of Gith Yankees in the Material Plane is punishment. During Vairakis's reign, for whatever reason, she maintained the Gith Yankees' strict system of racial reproduction—frankly, she didn't do a very good job of it.
The exact time when the Githyanki settled in Tunaras is difficult to ascertain, but the verifiable period of Faerûn under the Lich Queen's reign exceeds ten centuries. Any other race, even goblins, with a base where "time stands still" and dozens of nurseries in the Prime Material Plane, could easily accumulate ten centuries into a super-civilization with hundreds of millions of inhabitants.
But what about the Kegis Yankees? With Tunaras City and all the Star Fortresses combined, could they muster 150,000 people?
Before the Golden Dragon slayed Vilakis, only 304 Githyanki successfully completed the trials and became part of the great city in the latest round of induction ceremonies in Tunaras. However, in the period between the previous and last inductions, Tunaras lost more than five hundred people in large-scale raids—although this round of inductions was less than usual due to the turbulent years affecting the traditional child-rearing base of Faerûn, the Githyanki's natural population growth rate had consistently been negative during the reign of Vilakis VII.
This is all thanks to the Lich Queen's strict "citizen" selection system. She basically raised the newborn Gith Yankees like poison... All of this is now history. From now on, most of the newborn Gith Yankees who were abandoned by the traditional Gith Yankees will belong to the Dragon Territory. They are blank slates that Casalos can paint on at will, and they are the fresh blood that the Dragon Territory cannot do with its growth!
Those orphanages that were lost due to the civil war will probably only be able to struggle for survival as forgotten races in the unknown Material Plane.
Perhaps Valeries has the will and perseverance to find them, save them, and lead them into a new era for the Gisyankees.
Those who were unwilling to abide by the laws and regulations of Dragon Territory and remain in Tunaras City, apart from a few who sought their own way out, mostly chose to follow the golden dragons they trusted to find a new home.
The primary material world or outer realm of the multiverse is vast and boundless. Finding a place that can accommodate tens of thousands of people is very easy. However, how to build a home where people from different source worlds, with different cultures and traditions, and even different physiological structures, can live together is a complex engineering problem that even a golden dragon cannot solve.
Under the drow's manipulation, the Dragonborn Engineering Team received this mega-project from Valeris's clutches, encompassing transportation, infrastructure, and subsequent in-depth development and defense, potentially spanning several realms. Valeris, having spent too long in the giant city, probably had no idea how lucrative it was; she and the races who followed her were likely still grateful for the engineering team's interest-free loan payment method.
However, there's nothing wrong with this gratitude; the fact that the Dragon Lords built a home for them is ultimately a win-win situation.
In that foreseeable future, Jinlong and her new kin will eat Dragon Territory's food, use Dragon Territory's goods, and rely solely on Dragon Territory. Therefore, it's inevitable that they will be influenced by Dragon Territory's culture and gradually assimilated. Dragon Territory's "colonies" will naturally expand to other realms, which is perhaps the most important outcome.
Of course, apart from Casalos, probably no one else realizes yet what a groundbreaking feat these male drow "political officers" have accomplished. Even Valeris, the golden dragon who possesses both luck and limited foresight, only sees a bright trajectory of destiny and accepts it with equanimity.
Casalos has gained a reliable and powerful ally.
Before returning to the Material Plane, it added another item to its schedule in the Astral Plane: to visit the Chaos Sea, the "homeland" of the golden dragon Valeris.
Don't misunderstand, Valeries is the one who facilitated the connection between Casalos and Lord Slabuchad and the Giszele Monastery. Furthermore, the divine realm of the magical dragon goddess Kresska is located within the Chaos Sea.
24. Reason
"Is this your hometown?" Casalos asked, full of doubt.
The Chaos Sea, the eternal source of chaos, a primordial, boiling realm of disorder, is where all elements—the basic structure of the multiverse system at the current level of understanding—are heading towards death.
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This is a completely chaotic plane.
Its spacetime is like haphazardly stuffing the four basic elements that make up the vast universe into a huge pot, then using billions of spatulas unevenly inserted, stirring it randomly in different directions and with different forces to create porridge. Fireballs, bubbles, clumps of rock and soil, and water waves are constantly intertwined in pursuit of some kind of sublimation, repelling, conflicting, entangled, and merging, until they become the most primordial chaotic fluctuations, becoming part of eternal chaos.
From afar, the scenery of the Chaos Sea resembles a rainbow miasma floating in the prime material plane. Only when you are in it can you discover that among those dazzling colors are forests, grasslands, destroyed castles, and small islands.
The environment of the Chaos Sea shaped the lifestyle of its inhabitants. Aside from the defeated Giszelai who retreated here, perhaps only the Sla Toad race remained. Interestingly, the Sla Toads may also have been a race that fled into the Chaos Sea after their defeat.
If this conjecture is correct, then their predecessor was the Bachiz Demonfish, one of the four creator races of Faerûn, and it was they who created the amphibians of Faerûn—of course, a certain imprisoned Bachiz Demonfish denied this conjecture. In its view, the Sla-Toads were always a native species of the Chaos Sea, demons of the Sla-Toad Lord, a wild god under the command of the Chaos Queen, far less noble and powerful than the Bachiz Demonfish… That self-proclaimed noble demonfish was later fed to the Main Brain, and the secrets it possessed became nourishment for the Main Brain.
Casalos had little interest in the creator races of Faerûn; they were a bunch of defeated warriors, replaced by dragons. Even if the Nether Scrolls were originally a primordial arcane encyclopedia compiled by the Saruk lizards in collaboration with three other creator species, the Nether Scrolls unearthed in Nether Village no longer had much to do with the creator species, did they?
What interests it now is that there is also an orderly golden dragon race in the Chaos Sea, which is the source of chaos in the multiverse.
"I never imagined that the Chaos Sea could become the home of a golden dragon."
"This is a world where anything is possible." Valeries revealed the answer to Casalos: "In fact, I am just an unlucky dragon that hatched from a golden dragon egg that unfortunately fell into the Chaos Sea. If I hadn't been picked up and adopted by the Zen Master Balimbas who was deep in the Chaos Trials, I would have been assimilated into a mass of chaos long ago, right?"
"So, you're a golden dragon raised by Giszelai monks?"
This answer wasn't surprising; her level 6 Zess Monk status already indicated a close relationship with the Giszelai. The Way of Zess was a combat technique that Giszelai monks, through their arduous training and trials in endless chaos, gleaned from the evolution of chaos, allowing them to foresee the future and follow its course.
Based on his observations of Valeris over this period, Casalos believes that the Zess Way's "foresight" ability is more like a chaotic calculation and deduction, rather than a mysterious output from some unknown level like prophecy spells.
"You want to take me to the Zen monastery where you were raised? Why?"
"Why?" Valeries was taken aback. Her face, which was much shorter than that of other dragons, showed a confused expression, and her eight tentacles twitched unconsciously. "Yes, why? Actually, I don't know either. It's just that fate told me I should take you there. You will be able to help them solve a problem that has plagued them for countless centuries."
Okay, it's that damned power of chance that seems to originate from the same source as prophecy magic.
"Don't worry, it's paid. If you can really help, the reward will far exceed your expectations," Valeries added. As a dragon, she certainly understood dragons.
Casaloz was speechless. But what could Casaloz possibly do to help those Giszele monks who were so absorbed in their endless ascetic practices that they had almost forgotten who they were? The Giszele who were entangled with the Sasha Hawks and the Giszele who raised the golden dragons were not on the same boat.
From Jinlong's words, we can learn that the city of Giszelai and the Zen Forest had long since parted ways because they pursued different paths.
The city of Giszele still reminisces about the Gis era, intending to awaken its former compatriots and rebuild the glory of the Gis; while the various Zen monasteries devote all their energy to the "path" they pursue, wholeheartedly preparing for the ultimate sublimation of life.
In the Chaos Sea, many objects originate from mindless, hazy, chaotic vortexes. This is neither the Astral Plane nor the Prime Material Plane; Casalos's ability to "make his wishes come true" by expending some dragon magic in the Astral Plane is ineffective. Traditional teleportation spells... to be precise, all magic in a broad sense, including psionic manifestation spells, supernatural abilities, and spell-like abilities, are assimilated into chaotic effects in the Chaos Sea.
Teleportation spells are unavailable, and while other spells aren't as wildly powerful as those in Faerûn, they're unlikely to be effective either. The only safe and reliable way to travel long distances is by flight.
The journey from the astral portal to the Zes'la'balin Zen Forest where Valeris grew up was a long and arduous one. Unlike most outer realms, the Chaos Sea wasn't layered; it lacked true dimensions. Even if it did, those "dimensions" were constantly merging and separating, each time returning to chaos, to the point that even the most intelligent "humans" couldn't accurately identify them. Therefore, Valeris couldn't say exactly how far this journey was.
The only saving grace is that the Chaos Sea has another rule similar to the "wish fulfillment" of the Astral Plane: as long as creatures in the Chaos Sea maintain their focus, they can suppress the chaotic environment within a certain range to a habitable level, creating a safe and comfortable environment.
The size of this "wish fulfillment" safe zone is directly related to mental strength. For both Casalos and Valeris, maintaining this level of mental strength is not a burden. Even if they cannot create a suitable divine kingdom here like demigods or even gods, it is enough to support the space needed for free flight.
The gravity in the Chaos Sea is also chaotic; it only acts between solid objects in contact with each other—note that it is gravity, not attraction. Its strength is roughly the same as that in most of the primary matter world, but its direction is somewhat arbitrary. It is impossible to figure out where the real source of gravity is, which is an advantage for long-distance flight.
25. First Entry into the Zen Forest
When the dragon's magic circulated through her basal vessels for eight hundred and thirty cycles, Valeries touched a series of mental imprints.
Casalos extended his senses and caught a faint temporal fluctuation—a Zen Forest signal anchored by the willpower of the Giszerai who practiced the Way of the Formation.
The golden dragon spread its sail-like wings and swam through an archway made of fireballs and rubble, with Casalos following closely behind. The air of the Chaos Sea was like boiling medicine; clods of earth collided with water ripples in the air, fireballs swept overhead, and vortexes carrying stardust rushed towards them. The two dragons adjusted their perceived gravity, turning their bodies upside down and placing their four claws on a floating granite plate, using the rock as their foothold. They stopped, oriented themselves in the chaos, and leaped back into the air, focusing on carving a path dominated by air elements.
One golden dragon and the other silver-gray dragon sped forward like a train, crashing into fireballs that grazed their scales, turning them into wreaths. Water ripples behind them condensed into ice crystals, and gravel fragments spun in the air currents, trailing behind them in the unique trajectory of the Chaos Sea.
Casalos's gaze pierced through a "sea" dominated by air element and landed on the hazy, gray spire of the Zen Forest. It was a spiral-shaped stone complex, with seven cast-iron rings suspended from the granite walls, its exterior shrouded in a pale golden energy barrier, where chaotic elemental flows dissipated into harmless stardust.
After a long journey that took roughly half a month in the Material Plane, Casalos finally arrived at Zes'la'balin Zen Forest. The guide, Jin...
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