"Huh?"
Fisher suddenly realized something and furrowed his brows as he went back through the paintings one by one. The scenes depicted various magnificent spectacles, with iconic buildings and landscapes surfacing in his mind like memories.
The Holy Church of Kado, the dome of the Northern Realm, Schwali's airship manufacturing factory, the giant tree at the northernmost tip of the South Continent, the Golden Palace of Nali...
Were these things exactly the same as the process when Mu Xi sent back those relics to the sea?!
Spring, summer, autumn, winter, time passed...
Though the author's painting skills were clumsy, the sights seemed tangibly before your eyes, the changing scenes of the four seasons giving an infinitely shocking impression, as though in that instant you walked through the entire world propelled by the passing years.
One of the earlier paintings was somewhat odd; it depicted a storm as dark as a black hole, from which more storms burst forth like stars.
