Angel looked into the distance at the City of Hot Gold.
At first glance, in the vast galaxy composed of shattered starlight, it seemed very small. But upon closer inspection of the constantly breaking mirror surface and the flowing transmutation of the galaxy, its unchanging dome appeared so resilient in comparison.
It's like hardy grass in a raging storm, clinging stubbornly to the earth, unwilling to be swept away by the wind.
"Since it's so dangerous here, why do settlements like the Hundred-Dragon Divine Kingdom and the City of Hot Gold stand here..."
Laplace said faintly, "You should be able to guess."
Angel: "Is it Aggregation Energy?"
Laplace nodded: "The life and death of the mirror is indeed dangerous, but every time the mirror breaks, it releases some Aggregation Energy."
Upon hearing this, Angel could basically piece together the overall story in his mind.
