Chapter 579 – The Edge of the World

Chapter 579 – The Edge of the World

【Vasida: Moira, it’s a good thing you left quietly. You have no idea how terrifying Krotack’s been looking at the Culinary Witches these past few days! When Igniwa and I were fighting, he even came to watch and asked me if I could make desert salt-baked giant scorpion.】

【Mo Lan: Once I land on the western coast of the Continent of Valen, I’ll turn the dishes I’ve been developing for the Dragons into gourmet cards and list them on the Dawn Society. That should keep him quiet.】

【Vasida: Where are you now?】

【Mo Lan: Almost at the edge of Valen.】

On every map of the Continent of Valen, the Dragon islands and the Sacred Mountains where Heaven’s Peak was located were always shown at opposite ends—one in the sea to the far east, the other on the land to the far west.

If Valen were a spherical world like Earth, one could simply keep heading east from the Dragon islands and eventually reach Heaven’s Peak on the western coast of the Mainland.

But Valen was a planar world, and planar worlds had edges.

The edge of the Valen world was an impassable barrier of grey mist, enveloping Valen like a bubble.

In theory, to get from Delicacy Island to Heaven’s Peak, she would need to travel west, crossing the entire Mainland.

But that journey was far too long. Mo Lan planned to try her luck at the edge of the world instead.

Bronze Dragons in their adult stage possessed a spell called “Mist Barrier Teleport,” which allowed them to instantly teleport to any location along the mist barrier upon contact with it.

Mo Lan had already memorized the Draconic incantation for Mist Barrier Teleport and practiced it until she knew it by heart. Casting it would be no problem at all.

Crossing the entire Mainland from Delicacy Island to Heaven’s Peak would take the better part of a year—nearly a full year—even flying at maximum speed on a flying carpet.

Using Mist Barrier Teleport, she only needed to fly on the carpet from Delicacy Island to the mist barrier at the eastern edge of the Mainland, then teleport to the mist barrier at the western edge. The whole trip would take just one week.

That week would be spent almost entirely on the journey to reach the mist barrier.

After hearing Mo Lan’s plan, Vasida couldn’t help but reply.

【Vasida: So when I head back to the Wilds later, could I also teleport from the eastern mist barrier straight to the southern mist barrier and go back to the Wilds from there?】

The Witch’s Wilds happened to be at the very south of the Mainland.

【Mo Lan: Of course. But you’ll need to practice the incantation thoroughly beforehand. If the Mist Barrier Teleport goes wrong, you could get trapped deep inside the barrier with no way out, or you might end up stuck at some random location on the Mainland.】

The mist barrier was essentially formed from dense spatial power, and it was also the source of the spatial laws governing the Continent of Valen.

If a teleport went wrong, the danger was very real.

【Vasida: Got it!】

She still valued her life quite dearly.

A few days later, at the edge of the world.

Mo Lan gazed at the sea, abruptly cut off by the grey-white misty spatial power, and immediately pulled out her camera to take photos.

Even though she had already read about the world’s edge and the mist barrier in numerous books—both written descriptions and hand-drawn illustrations—standing here in person still filled her with awe.

The mist barrier was impassable, standing at the edge of the world like a wall of nothingness.

Yet the waves, crashing layer upon layer against the barrier, showed no sign of being blocked.

At first glance, it looked as though the seawater was surging right into the mist barrier.

But in reality, countless predecessors had proven that non-living matter touching the mist barrier was actually teleported by the barrier’s spatial power to the outside of the barrier in some other region.

So sometimes you could see waves disappearing into the barrier, and other times you could see waves surging out from within it.

The waves flowing into the barrier before her eyes might emerge at any point along the barrier’s edge—north, south, east, or west.

The only rule was that teleportation stayed within the same domain—ocean stayed in the ocean. Waves wouldn’t fall from the barrier in the sky, nor would they appear at the barrier deep within the Abyss.

But it was different for living beings.

When Mo Lan reached out to touch the mist barrier now, it was nothing like the waves’ unobstructed passage.

It felt as though she were truly touching a wall of grey mist—she met a slight resistance.

But the resistance wasn’t strong. It was soft and yielding; with just a little force, she could push through.

However, Mo Lan didn’t dare do that. Once she truly entered the mist barrier, she would be subjected to genuine random teleportation with chaotic spatial currents.

Even Peak level experts skilled in Spatial Magic could only guarantee they wouldn’t be harmed by the chaotic spatial currents inside the barrier—they couldn’t control where they’d be teleported to next.

Being sent somewhere in the ocean was manageable, but ending up deep within a rock stratum or in the infernal lava of the Abyss—that would be catastrophic.

If she hadn’t learned the bronze Dragon’s Mist Barrier Teleport, she would never have come here.

She used the mage spell Water Walking to temporarily stand on the surface of the sea, then placed her hand against the mist barrier. Her Mana transformed into dragon force as she chanted the incantation:

“SOL-KAARN! XHAROTH-NETH! FDHEWO-DWEIF! MORDHAK-ZYTH!”

The instant the incantation was complete, Mo Lan felt an irresistible pulling force seize her and drag her into the mist barrier.

The next moment, something spat her back out, and she had an intimate encounter with the ocean.

Mo Lan surfaced, tossed out her flying carpet, and climbed onto it.

One glance at the map in the carpet’s automatic navigation function told her that her current position was already at the western edge of Valen’s world—exactly where she had intended, not off by a hair’s breadth.

Behind her was the grey mist barrier. Ahead lay a calm, tranquil sea.

Clearly, the rough waves from the eastern edge of the world had not been teleported here by the barrier.

The flying carpet headed west. After a day and a night of travel, Mo Lan spotted the outline of the Mainland.

She hadn’t even reached the shore yet when she could already feel the concentration of light elemental force noticeably increasing, growing denser the closer she got to land.

This was all the influence of Heaven’s Peak.

During the Divine Descent Era, every other race had descended upon Valen and then scrambled to claim territory, recuperate, and build their power.

Only the Angels had descended with their territory already in tow.

All of Heaven’s Peak was an object from beyond this world.

The moment they arrived, they had chosen the highest point on the entire Mainland, suspending Heaven’s Peak above the summit of Mount Celestial Pillar—Valen’s tallest mountain—and renaming it the Gate of Heaven.

They made it the entrance to Heaven’s Peak.

The dense light elemental force of Heaven’s Peak poured through the Gate of Heaven, spreading across the surrounding mountain ranges and gradually transforming the geography of the region.

The Angels then named this previously unnamed mountain range the Sacred Mountains.

In the past, when the Angels’ Temple of the God of Light was still dominant across the Mainland, the Sacred Mountains were heralded as the blessed land of the God of Light. Only the most devout believers were permitted to reside in the Sacred Mountains and enjoy the god’s blessings.

But later, when the God of Light was exposed as nothing more than a hoax, and the Angels abandoned their efforts to spread their faith across Valen, people came to understand that the Sacred Mountains were simply a place with dense light elemental force, abundant in light-attribute magical plants and magical beasts.

Only a few intelligent races that still pledged allegiance to the Angels—yet weren’t granted permission to live on Heaven’s Peak itself—continued to reside in the Sacred Mountains.

Occasionally, one could spot Angels who had flown down from Heaven’s Peak to explore and play.