Chapter 232: Spatial Magic (11)

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I recognized reality.

The phenomena and beings before me, even the flow of the air, I took it all in.

I confirmed everything.

Then, I looked deeper.

The flow of mana and phenomena invisible to the naked eye.

I felt them not with my eyes, but with my entire body.

I began to sense the entire space around me.

From the slightest movement of mana to the movement of a single ant.

I became aware of the entire space.

And then, I divided the space within that image.

Space into planes, planes into lines, lines into points.

As if marking coordinates in the space I occupied, I divided the entire space.

In this way, I saw the most basic framework of the world's space.

The basis of spatial magic is spatial perception.

This is how I perceived space, looking intently at Aryandor.

"Time Back."

Boom...!

At that moment, space twisted.

Like space bending, all the coordinates twisted.

There was also a loud resonance.

Feeling that resonance, I stared intently at Aryandor.

"...Gone?"

Aryandor's form had simply vanished.

Not that he moved quickly or underwent any other change.

His form just disappeared.

As I was startled by this, a voice came from beside me.

"Rudy Astria, what is this..."

The voice belonged to Priscilla.

"What kind of feeling is this? Exactly..."

Sensory sharing.

Priscilla and I shared senses, so she too could see the space I was observing.

I hadn't even considered that aspect.

But theoretically, there was no reason it couldn't happen.

Priscilla had seen the flow of mana I could perceive, so there was no reason she couldn't perceive the space as well.

"I'll explain later. For now, where is Aryandor..."

"Aryandor is..."

As I tried to find Aryandor, Priscilla pointed behind me.

Aryandor was looking at me with a rotten expression.

"We need to finish this quickly."

He uttered, lifting his sword.

His body appeared perfectly normal.

The time magic had already been used.

Confused, I looked at the coordinates.

Then, the coordinates returned to their original positions.

What in the world had happened?

The space shook, and Aryandor's form disappeared.

Is this spatial magic?

The most incomprehensible part was the disappearance of Aryandor's form.

No matter how one moved, a form can't just disappear.

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