When the two worlds overlap in different dimensions, and the fragile barrier is no longer able to support them, the world they live in becomes a hell at the same time. Any creature at the crack, whether human or demonic, could enter another world at that moment.

"I think that's how it should be now, because what we thought of as 'doors' seemed to be everywhere...... But if that's the case, there should be people who accidentally go to hell – though it's certainly better not to have it. Ed furrowed his eyebrows and folded his arms, "Maybe I'm getting somewhere......"

“...... You're just thinking too much. Mondstadt shook his head, "Not all questions have to be answered perfectly, and it is enough to explain all the details clearly, and sometimes roughly right." And, what do you call a 'barrier'...... It doesn't have to be unique to this world. Hell - if it's another world, wouldn't it have its own barrier?"

Ed's eyes lit up, but someone asked another question.

"If that's the case," one priest began, "why do those demons only appear in Ston Butch?"

"I think it's probably even more so. Mondstadt bent down, pulled out the map, pressed it against the blank paper, and scratched his fingers across the walls of Stonebutch, separating the entire city, "It's Stonebutch...... Stacked into hell - only Stonebuge. ”

- like the Archmage's Tower.

Ed almost blurted out, but the mage looked at him with a smile in the corner of his eye, "It's a bit like that." ”

Ed almost doubted the words on his forehead...... Is he really so easy to see through?!

"The Archmage Tower can be a world of its own, and in times of crisis, it can keep the knowledge accumulated for more than a hundred years alive. The mage tapped the map, not without emotion, "But it is said that the inspiration actually came from Tonbuch. The 'eternal' name of the Eternal City that Casagrande I wanted was not only because of the incorruptible stone on which it was built, but also because of another, more arrogant idea of the stubborn king that the city would always be his, no matter where he went, no matter what he became. ”

"He wanted the city to be a world where it could be completely independent. Perhaps disliking the fact that a mage from Neo City seemed more familiar with the city's history than a priest rooted here, the priest interjected, "Even if the whole world collapses, it will continue to exist...... But Dumbucci died before he was fully built, and no one knows if he succeeded. After the death of Doron Bofford, the 'Mage King', more secrets have been obscure...... No one has ever been able to draw a complete, working circle for this city. ”

"But that doesn't mean the circle doesn't exist, does it?" said Mondstadt, still smiling.

Ed hung his head in a daze. He remembered the gray-white world he couldn't forget...... That little fragment can float in time and space, maybe it's not just because of his obsession.

His fingers unconsciously swiped across the map. The walls of Stonebuch, like most cities, were built according to the situation, and did not have a very regular shape, and if I could barely say it, it was crooked, facing the elongated hexagons of the Vinez River to the southwest......

He closed his eyes and let his consciousness connect to the three-storied pagoda once more. In the field of vision, the black fog outside the city was not very clear, and it seemed to have begun to dissipate, but it did not exactly coincide with the city wall.

That's a more regular shape.

He grabbed his pen and drew another box on the map, enclosing Stonebutch in it. Then he marked the locations of several altars in the city, marked the three-storied tower, pondered for a moment, and drew possible connections from them.

No one spoke again—no one bothered him. Everyone watched as he sat on the ground, pen stroke faster and faster, changing paper after paper, calculating one possibility after another, filling in different and incomplete meeting points...... As he began to draw runes beyond the connecting lines, the three-storied pagoda hummed low, as if in response, as if worried.

“...... Ed!" the mage sensed that something was wrong, but at this moment Ed seemed to be unable to hear anyone's voice.

He was immersed in another world...... He created another world. Small and fragile, yet self-contained.

As he tried to pour power into it, as he tried to wake it up, a hand jerked his arm apart.

Anger arose. Without thinking, he wanted to attack with his other hand, but he reacted immediately, and his hand was still in the air, and someone had already slapped him on the back of the head with a palm, making his eyes black and his heart fluttering.

The mage who watched silently grinned like a toothache - so the savage warrior who moved his hands faster than his brain was indeed the natural enemy of the caster.

"He's always like that, just take a picture. The girl with a neat hand was still calmly explaining to the others, as if he was a chair with loose legs that would last a long time if he knocked it.

Tess hugged her mongoose and laughed, showing no mercy to Ed.

"There are fewer and fewer monsters out there, so I'll take a look. Naria explained, "Did you close the door?"

She was wounded, but not severe, and the dark blood was half-dried on her legs. By the time she re-tied her messy black hair, Ed had healed her injuries without a sound, and even the leather armor from her hem had been scratched to tatters.

The corners of the girl's eyes jumped. Of course, she wouldn't hate such thoughtfulness...... But can you not be so blatant at such a time!

Fortunately, except for Tess, who winked at her, no one else seemed to pay attention to this...... Or mature enough to pretend not to see Ed's courtesy and her embarrassment.

"We've actually just figured it out. In her annoyed eyes, Ed immediately straightened up, and a little frustration that could not be concealed.

Stonebugch is not completely stacked into hell, nor does it fully exist in this world. If he can find a way to control it, he can "lift" it, like proposing a leaky ship that sinks.

However...... Before there was time to act, the crisis seemed to have resolved itself.

"Who the hell is so boring!" Tess crossed her back in dissatisfaction, "Do you think we're too idle?!...... Even if I'm idle, I don't want to face such an ugly opponent!"

Ed picked up the piece of paper he was about to finish drawing and let it turn to ashes in the palm of his hand. The turn of events on this night was indeed a bit inexplicable...... He felt a hint of familiarity from this inexplicable taste.

If it was really what he thought, perhaps, he should have gone a little earlier and consulted the female mage in the water god temple who wanted to eat lamb chops.