"This is the subspace, this is the mystery of Valhalla."

Magnus looked obsessively into the sky, and his sketchpad was casually thrown aside.

Valhalla, in its most perfect form, was engraved in Magnus's mind at this moment.

It was unlike every witchcraft he had ever created, and no matter how profound and fascinating the psionic power was, it was nothing as good as Valhalla's tile.

The real and the unreal are always two completely different products of heaven and earth

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