This place was familiar to Violet.

 

The towering statue of the Sky God Minerva, the familiar amusement facilities and signs—it was the central square of Spryce Island, Spryce City. This was where Sethlin had initially told her she felt the presence of the Goddess of Earth’s fragment.

 

But the real Spryce Island had been destroyed in the recent disaster. Violet had personally gone to see it, and there was nothing left in the airspace where the island had once existed. So, this place could only be an illusion.

 

Or perhaps, it was someone’s memory.

 

“What’s going on… I’m not a psychologist, nor do I have a hobby of prying into others’ privacy…”

 

The gray light just now was clearly a trap. The other party might have anticipated the possibility of Hilda being defeated, so they deliberately left this dark hand on her to drag anyone trying to extract secrets from her into this place.

 

Therefore, this place shouldn’t be as safe and harmless as the previous two times. Considering the enemy’s consistently strange methods, it was better to be cautious.

 

Violet looked around.

 

Judging from the sky, it was nearing evening.

 

People were coming and going, mostly local residents busy heading home after a day’s work. The majority were winged beings, with a few humanoid creatures from out of town mixed in.

 

There was no difference between these people and those Violet had seen on Spryce Island before. So, why had they been brought here? What was the other side planning?

 

Moreover…

 

The girl glanced down at her familiar white robe and the magical power surging within her. There was no doubt that these were identical to the powers she possessed, not like before, where they were brought in as if by the identity of a certain memory’s owner.

 

However, it was far from being real.

 

This was something the priestess, who possessed a powerful soul, couldn’t be fooled by. Her true self should still be in the real world, not transported to some strange small space.

 

Although she was a bit worried about the outside, considering that this type of illusion or memory was just a momentary occurrence for reality, Violet didn’t try to forcefully break out of here.

 

“Hey hey! Whoever brought me in here, if you have any tricks, hurry up and use them! I’m running out of time!”

 

Standing in the bustling square, Violet cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted.

 

However, even though she deliberately made such a conspicuous move, the winged beings around her seemed completely oblivious to the black-haired girl, going about their own business as if she didn’t exist.

 

As expected…

 

It was that kind of illusion where interaction was impossible, or rather, scenes created based on someone’s memories.

 

This also ruled out the possibility of Violet figuring out the situation through verbal communication.

 

However…

 

The girl slowly moved closer to two female winged beings who were walking side by side, and their conversation entered Violet’s ears.

 

“Tonight is Her Majesty’s birthday banquet, isn’t it? I heard that many countries have sent envoys to congratulate him. The Leviathan’s offspring who landed on our island earlier seemed to be here to escort the Human United Kingdom delegation. How grand!”

 

“Are you referring to our Leviathan’s offspring or the delegation?”

 

“Of course, I’m talking about Her Majesty, the Feathered Emperor! With envoys from a hundred nations and congratulations from ten thousand races, isn’t that grand? I really want to see what the banquet looks like, but unfortunately, we small fries can’t even go up to the Sky Island…”

 

“Don’t be so down. I heard that in a few days, there will be magical footage of the banquet released. Then, won’t we be able to see it?”

 

“That’s true, hehe…”

 

The two pretty young women laughed and walked away, leaving Violet, who had listened to their conversation, lost in thought.

 

If everything here was a reproduction of events that had happened in the past through some means, then the party these two girls mentioned tonight… should be the banquet held by the Feathered Emperor Estini in the hotel “Flying Wings Garden” on Spryce Island.

 

That is… the night of the disaster on Spryce Island.

 

After a short delay, the sky had completely darkened. If Violet remembered correctly, at that time, something that even alarmed her in the Sky City had occurred, something that was about to cause global outrage.

 

Assuming for a moment, if this was indeed someone’s memory, and that person wasn’t Hilda, it meant that when this scene began, the other party had already landed on Spryce Island.

 

Violet didn’t do anything else, like moving or searching for someone. She silently closed her eyes, waiting for the change to come.

 

Time in the illusion seemed to pass both quickly and slowly. Though it felt like she had only waited for a short while, when she opened her eyes again, the surrounding night had completely descended into deep darkness.

 

It was about time.

 

Thinking this, as if in response to her thoughts, a deafening roar came from beneath her feet!

 

“Boom!!!”

 

Far more powerful than the one on Omo Island, a fierce and terrifying red light pierced through the entire Spryce Island, breaking through the protective barrier above the city and swallowing everything in the central square!

 

Including Violet.

 

The blood-red pillar of light soared high into the sky, transforming into countless meteor-like dots falling down, crashing once again with a resounding boom onto various parts of the island, which had been dug out into several kilometers diameter central crater.

 

Fires erupted, cries and screams echoed, the sounds of buildings collapsing were incessant, like a catastrophe that heralded the end of the world.

 

The ground cracked, starting from the massive central cavity, spreading outwards towards all corners of the island, and with each strike of the blood-red meteor, it continued to expand, the entire Spryce Island crumbling and gradually plummeting downwards.

 

“So, this is how it looked like when that disaster happened…”

 

Floating in the night sky illuminated by the blood-red glow, the girl with snow-white Divine Feathers spread out, exclaimed in such a manner.

 

Beside her, there was a layer of protection, with a diameter of just over a meter, appearing as fragile as paper, but the intricate holy runes inscribed on it far surpassed the likes of Magic’s cylindrical shield of Light Protection.

 

This was the 8th-tier Holy Light defense magic, 【Compassion】, different from the widespread defense of 【Light Blessing】 or 【Radiance of the Holy Light】, and inclined towards individual protection.

 

When Violet Mid-tier’s defense was destroyed in the Forgotten Lands, the hundreds of light circles she released were the lower form or precursor of this magic.

 

The reason for suddenly deploying the defense was because, when the blood-red pillar of light was about to strike her body, the priestess suddenly discovered with astonishment that this thing was actually completely real, and the damage it could inflict on her had already surpassed the exemption limit of 【Feather Robe Graria】.

 

This was undoubtedly an attack comparable to an 8th… no, it even reached the level of 9th-grade magic.

 

It was no wonder that even such a huge floating island would be destroyed.

 

Although it was impossible to communicate with the people fabricated in the illusion, the replicated injuries and attacks would cause a hundred percent effect. This was perhaps where the true threat of the illusion lay.