"Is the change in Ether really this extreme?"
Matthew frowned slightly after hearing the explanation and couldn't help but blurt out.
He did not question the accuracy of Martin's deductions.
On one hand, the Machinists of the Cyberdragon had been observing the world of Aindor from a superior position for centuries, and they were quite sensitive to changes in the environment, not to mention that Machinists themselves possessed an understanding of Ether no less than that of spellcasters.
On the other hand, Matthew himself could sense the traces of the violent fluctuations of Ether.
Initially, he had thought that this was simply a normal phenomenon after the God of Truth had absorbed a massive amount of Ether.
As long as the Chaos Storm disappeared,
Ether would return to its normal level.
But now it seemed that things were not that simple.
The entire environment of Aindor was filled with complex and variable possibilities, with nothing stable.
"Extreme?"