Rumble rumble!
On the open-air, kilometer-wide gigantic altar, surrounded by Earth Elemental energy, sits a sealed teapot at the center, locked by the perpetual energy around it.
The altar continuously draws exuberant vitality and Soul Force from the teapot, seemingly trying to completely dry up the pitiful creature sealed inside, to satisfy the mysterious power required for the altar's summoning communication.
"Which unfortunate World Master is this, captured and sealed by the Wizard World, ending up in such a fate...?"
Under the Face of Truth, Green remained impassive, silently waiting with the Destruction Sword Stigmata Sorcerer and the Nine-Fury Stigma Sorcerer for the Stigmata Wizard of Netherheart's mysterious communication ritual.
