The Magic of Creation

The expansive clearing that had stretched out in front of Elyon was gone.

While it wasn't as large as Theo's mansion grounds, the clearing had been comparable in size to a small schoolyard.

And now, the entire surface had vanished.

Or rather, on closer inspection, parts of the ground remained, forming walls around a network of narrow paths with deep pits on either side.

It wasn't that the remaining sections were "like" walls—they were walls.

Elyon had excavated the entire basement in one go, carving it out with magic.

The sheer scale of the spell was staggering—so absurdly grand that everyone was left speechless.

"Hmm, this should do. Next, I'll harden the walls… ■■■■■■," Elyon muttered.

Paying no mind to the group's stunned silence, Elyon pressed on, continuing his work without hesitation.