Sunders was right when he said the garden was completing. Standing near the garden, Angor could clearly see the white mist covering the garden slowly disappearing, revealing a rippled barrier which divided the very space.
The barrier shrank rapidly. At the same time, the land and vegetations inside vanished along with it, leaving a giant hole behind.
The wind stopped when raindrops came pouring down.
"The world's consciousness is here."
Sunders' voice barely ended when a strange feeling climbed onto everyone's heart, an ancient and primal feeling, that caused them to bow down and surrender.
Angor felt like a scrap of dirt in the middle of endless land, drifting aimlessly under the effect of the mighty aura.
He did not find any will to resist at all. His mind followed the feeling on itself.
"It's injecting the law!" Sunders' words were heard.