Chapter227:Golden inheritance

Without lingering atop the mountain any longer, he summoned his Flame Wings and soared toward the towering structure.

Witnessing this, Dorek expressed a hint of surprise.

He muttered, "Wings forged from the essence of flame—how regrettable that their utility is rather limited. In the Disaster World, they may be considered a marvel, but in the Starry Sky, they are far too commonplace."

With that, Dorek closed his eyes to rest.

Enzo's conspicuous display attracted the attention of several onlookers; however, they merely glanced up before returning to their own contemplation of the nearby steles.

Before long, Enzo arrived at the site of the stele.

This colossal stone was strikingly different from the others. Not only was the surrounding area notably barren, but the stele itself bore no patterns, its surface smooth and unadorned.

This left Enzo momentarily speechless.

"No patterns?"

"How am I to comprehend this?"