บท 399: Tower of Heaven

The wind blew across the coast, and Colin's soul scattered and condensed like the clouds. He shuttled through the colorful grassland as if he was the son of the wind and drifted through the earth. He traveled with the wind and huffed onto the flowers and trees, making them bow.

The serenity there seemed to allow people to forget about time, and it was so beautiful that anyone would forget all their desires, hatred, or dreams, while Colin still remembered his own dreams and the future of the trolls.

There weren't any Starsoul or restraints of the reincarnation system, but he was a soul without his body that was dissipating little by little. He seemed to feel that his soul activity was gradually vanishing, while his memory was fading. After all, that place wasn't the same as the Fhartasil's Fairyland; a territory that was specially built for souls and the Mythical Arcanist.