"Honestly, guys, you're lucky. Neither you yourselves nor your heroic spirits are in an 'evil' alignment."

Several Casters arrived later and investigated the situation inside the spatial rift.

The results came out, and they were all on edge.

"What's going on? You don't look too good to me."

"Well, the situation inside is very complicated. If I were to use academic terms, you probably wouldn't understand."

Both the heroic spirit who spoke and the mage beside him wore subtle and incredulous expressions.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing here with this educational discrimination? I'll beat you up if you don't!"

He hates riddle tellers the most, and if they continue to tell riddles here, he will use his fists as a form of attack.

"Alright, alright, I'll put it this way. Although I don't know the specifics, such a large fragment of the world has essentially become the inherent barrier of a certain Heroic Spirit."

Standing there, you will be subject to the judgment of his Noble Phantasm ability. If it is judged as evil... well, you will face a carpet bombing that covers an entire world.

You could say that you brushed shoulders with death without even realizing it.

As for how this result was known? It started with the intelligence sent back by the Heroic Spirits that the interior of the World Fragment was safe, so the reinforcements sent their own Heroic Spirits, the Assassins, to check it out.

Unexpectedly, he died after trying it.

This assassin comes from another world and committed numerous evil deeds in his previous life, becoming a Heroic Spirit as a serial killer.

Normally, when dealing with their Heroic Spirits, they can only work according to their mood if they don't have Command Seals.

As a result, the moment his left foot stepped in, the power of that patch of white earth was activated.

The endless sword energy severed the valiant assassin's weapon and limbs in an instant, pinning him to the ground with a pale sword.

Attacks from all directions slowly tore him apart, and he struggled for half a minute before returning to the body of the Heroic Spirit.

The Heroic Spirit stated that his Assassin experience seemed to have left him with terrible psychological trauma.

Then, the changes here attracted the magicians to gather and analyze the situation.

To be honest, the fact that the fragments of the world had become an inherent barrier caused him to feel a little shattered by the result.

He and his caster had studied the knowledge of enchanted realms and found that, with their combined abilities, they were completely incapable of actually performing magic of that level.

It's not just that they don't have enough magic, but also that they lack a proper understanding of the world, space, and other concepts.

"But here we see the real works of art, even though the person in question is not here, and even though the fragments of that world have not been rewritten."

But that place is almost indistinguishable from a natural barrier. And the heroic spirit who caused all this, according to you, might actually be a swordsman?

It's like a math expert studying for days and nights but still not being able to solve a math problem.

As a result, a passerby took a look and untied it. This person was none other than Old Wang from next door, who came to fix the water pipes.

"I challenged someone's interests with my profession, and I still lost. Really?"

The heroic spirit beside him was also pondering whether he should give up the title of mage and start from scratch as a magic apprentice.

"Oh, is it really that serious?"

His colleague's Dao heart was shattered just like that, a change that no one else had expected.

"Just who is that person?"