As a Level 2 Wizard, Irina naturally couldn’t be unaware of the existence of the planar rift.
When a planar rift forms, it creates noticeable space fluctuations around it.
Irina’s perception was sharp, and she sensed the presence of space fluctuations from afar.
She held Herag as she approached in that direction, a fiery streak of light cutting through the sky, leaving a trail behind.
Herag wasn’t completely lost in tenderness; instead, he was observing Irina’s thod of flight.
He couldn’t quite understand what magic Irina was using, but he could only speculate it was so Second-level Spell related to rules.
From Irina’s performance, she should be a Wizard specializing in the Fire Elent, with her grasp of rules likely also being fire-related.
Herag speculated that this magic of hers must be utilizing the fire elent rules, allowing her to possess a power similar to elentalization, achieving such flight speed.
He couldn’t help but feel envious. These spells utilizing rule power were far stronger than Level 1 Spells, not even in the sa world.
Herag was just about to turn his head to check out the situation at the space rift, but Irina pressed him down with one hand, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Don’t move," Irina said.
The wind howled around, and if Herag wasn’t in good shape, being blown like this without clothes would certainly make him sick.
"We’re here."
As soon as Irina spoke, the two of them landed on the ground.
Just as Herag steadied himself, he retrieved a robe from his space ring and put it on.
Even though there weren’t many people around, he really wasn’t in the habit of running around naked.
After Irina landed, she seriously observed the black vortex in front and the line of the planar rift.
After dressing, Herag also observed the planar rift.
The planar rift had increased a bit in length and width compared to when he left.
The increase wasn’t much, but it was indeed gradually growing larger.
This wasn’t a good sign; it indicated that the world will’s self-repair alone couldn’t heal this planar rift automatically.
If left unchecked, this planar rift would be made larger by the existence on the Abyss Plane side.
Irina took a red stone from her space ring, placed it in her palm, and recited a few strange syllables. Magic Power and Fire Energy Particles gathered around the stone.
"Magma Giant."
Irina released the stone, and it floated out, rapidly forming into a six-ter-tall Magma Giant before her.
The Magma Giant was entirely made of stone, with magma flowing between the stones.
"Guard here, kill any targets that erge from that rift," Irina commanded.
The Magma Giant let out a low, resonant roar, turning and lumbering towards the planar rift, leaving scorched marks wherever it passed.
"Let’s go, we need to hurry back."
Irina couldn’t repair the planar rift; she was rely using her speed advantage to quickly investigate the situation for reporting back.
This Magma Giant, in terms of strength and defense, could rival a Level 2 Wizard.
Irina was mainly worried that during their absence, demons might crawl out through the planar rift.
With the Magma Giant here, there shouldn’t be any problems handling ordinary demons.
After confirming the situation, Irina casually tossed two red crystals onto the ground.
As soon as the red crystals hit the ground, they sank directly into the earth. Herag speculated they were tools for positioning.
Not everyone could accurately navigate in the contaminated area like he could; other wizards had to rely on different ans.
After throwing the two red crystals into the ground, the ends of Irina’s hair turned into burning flas again.
Seeing this, Herag expected what was going to happen next.
Sure enough, his head was again pressed into softness, almost suffocating him.
In this painful yet joyful process, Herag was carried flying rapidly and soon returned to Crystal City.
"Co with to see the City Lord, this matter is very important," Irina said to Herag.
Herag nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation, and followed Irina towards a tall Wizard Tower.
This tower was obviously much taller and more robust than other towers in the city, particularly conspicuous.
Irina led Herag inside, and her presence reduced the number of questioning steps, and the guards at the entrance let them pass directly.
Upon entering the Wizard Tower with Irina, Herag discovered that the first level space seed much larger than it appeared from outside.
It was a place similar to a living room, with a very large area.
In the center of the living room was a circle of leather sofas, and Herag imdiately noticed across one wall hung an enormous oil painting depicting a black goat’s head, looking quite bizarre.
Shouldn’t a normal ho’s oil painting be a portrait of the owner? Why was there a black goat’s head here?
Herag felt puzzled inside, but didn’t ask any more questions.
"Irina, I know about what you ntioned. I’ve already contacted Master Mot from the Witch Array Master Association. Once he arrives, we’ll head out," a younger man dressed in a black suit said, holding a glass of red wine.
"Lord Do, this is Herag. He’s the one who discovered the situation there," Irina introduced.
Do turned to Herag and smiled, "You’re one of Parker’s n, right? Well done, you’ve contributed greatly this ti. If you hadn’t discovered the planar rift there in ti, the consequences could have been unimaginable."
"It’s what I should do," Herag said courteously.
On the way here, he had already inquired that Do was the City Lord of Crystal City and also a Level 3 Wizard.
Not every city lord was a Level 3 Wizard; most might just be Level 2 Wizards.
Wizards like Parker who could create a Floating City didn’t exist much throughout the Land of Dawn.
Do smiled and said, "I will report your involvent, and you’ll surely receive the contribution points you deserve."
"Thank you, Lord Do, and thank you, Ms. Irina," Herag expressed his gratitude.
Irina glanced at him and said with a captivating air, "What a pity, if it weren’t for the urgency of the matter, I’d love to have a good ti with you."
Herag smiled wryly, unsure of what to say.
Do simply smiled while sipping his red wine, apparently not at all surprised by Irina’s behavior, well accustod to it.
"My friend is injured and still being treated, so I’ll take my leave to check on him," Herag quickly said.
Do naturally had no objection; their focus was now on resolving the planar rift issue.
In this regard, Herag couldn’t be of much help, as even traveling was a burden, needing Irina to carry him.
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