The light of the Teleportation Gate suddenly dissipated, and Ron instantly held his breath.
Underfoot, he wasn't standing on soil, but on a gigantic hexagonal metal platform.
As he lifted his head, the scene before him broadened Ron's horizons.
Countless identical hexagonal platforms were joined tightly like a beehive, extending infinitely toward the horizon, forming a vast, boundless metal plain.
Each platform pulsated with subtly different frequencies, making the entire plain appear as if a living being was breathing.
What stood in the distance weren't mountains but towering energy spires reaching into the clouds.
The bodies of these towers were made entirely of translucent crystal, with visible swirling energy vortices inside.
The top continually spewed and consumed energy beams interwoven in red, blue, and gold, converging and dispersing in the air like auroras.
And those meandering "rivers" were gigantic pipelines with diameters reaching dozens of meters.
