"Those newly arrived Advanced Apprentices usually need to adapt gradually at the transition point, much like training children to swim, increasing the depth bit by bit.
Otherwise, they may faint and not wake up, or in severe cases, suffer permanent damage to their Magic Circuits."
His tone carried a hint of mockery:
"Some unlucky ones might even take one or two months to fully recover their Casting Ability, living like Ordinary People during that time."
The airship slowly decreased altitude, beginning its final preparations for landing.
From high above, the full view of Dawn Harbor gradually unfolded before the two of them.
It was a majestic city constructed almost entirely of crystal and rare metals.
Every building was as meticulously crafted as a work of art, radiating brilliance under the morning light.
Unlike ordinary cities, Dawn Harbor was designed with a kind of complex geometric principle.
The whole city presented a radial structure, with twelve main roads extending from the Central Square.
Ron sharply noticed that the arrangement of these main roads was not random but formed a precise Energy guidance network, connecting the entire city into a unified Magic Power circulation system.
But most strikingly, the entire city was not built on flat land but comprised of hundreds of islands of varying sizes.
They were interconnected through magic bridges or various flying devices that glowed, forming a three-dimensional urban structure.
Some islands were at different altitude levels, creating a stepped visual effect;
Some islands rotated slowly, seemingly searching for the optimal Magic Power absorption angle;
Others were covered with dense vegetation, forming the wonder of aerial gardens.
"The entire Central Lands were initially a complete piece of land."
Reynolds continued to explain, with a voice tinged with the cadence of an ancient legend:
"But during the ’Dimensional Navigation’ event of the Second Era, it was struck by multiple small dimensions, causing the crust to shatter into countless floating islands.
The Energy impact was so immense that it even changed the basic laws of this region."
A trace of awe flashed in his eyes:
"At that time, the Wizards did not choose to restore the status quo but followed this geographic change, establishing this three-dimensional urban wonder, thus creating a unique architectural marvel."
The airship finally docked at the top of a massive Docking Tower.
It was a giant structure hundreds of meters tall, entirely constructed from faintly glowing light blue crystal, emitting a gentle halo under the sunlight.
Ron had never seen this kind of crystal before; through "Extraordinary Recognition," he discovered that this crystal had the trait of automatically absorbing and filtering external Magic Power, maintaining a relatively stable Energy environment within the tower.
This trait was extremely friendly to newcomers to the Central Lands, providing a gradually adapting transitional space.
The disembarkation procedure was more cumbersome than Ron expected.
Each passenger needed to pass through a special Energy screening gate, undergoing dual verification of identity and Magic Power characteristics to prevent harmful Abyssal Contamination or other dangerous items from entering the Central Lands.
When Ron stood before the screening gate, an unusual phenomenon caught everyone’s attention.
The magic sensing crystal on the door frame suddenly turned into an extremely rare pure golden color, emitting a pleasant humming sound, as if paying homage to some special existence.
The inspection officer, who was wearing a dark blue official long robe, was originally frowning and scolding the passenger in front.
Upon turning to Ron, his expression abruptly changed, his demeanor shifting from the indifferent official coldness to almost obsequious reverence:
"Please, please follow me, esteemed Primordial Wizard!"
His voice slightly trembled with excitement:
"We have already prepared a special passage for you."
Ron raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of caution flashed in his mind.
He originally thought his special status would only be recognized when dealing with individual personnel, not expecting that the infrastructure here could automatically identify the traits of a Primordial Wizard.
Moreover, the drastic attitude change almost struck Ron as amusing—such sudden attentiveness was as if welcoming a returning prince.
Apparently, the identification system of the Central Lands was far more sophisticated than he imagined, which was both a convenience and a potential risk.
He glanced back at Reynolds, who gave him an "I told you so" look.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Ron had no choice but to follow the inspection officer into an elaborately decorated exclusive passage.
It was a private passage lined with deep red carpets, on both sides stood attendants dressed in silver attire, ready to provide assistance at any time.
Golden Runes embedded at the entrance of the passage shone, and the air was filled with a peculiar floral fragrance that invigorated the Spirit, clearly a special passage prepared for distinguished guests.
At the end of the passage stood a middle-aged woman dressed in a shining silver robe, her light-colored hair woven into a complex bun, adorned with tiny Magic Power crystals.
A complex Star Ring badge on her chest indicated her advanced status within the administrative system of Dawn Harbor.
"Wizard Ralph, welcome to the Central Lands."
The woman gracefully performed a Wizard’s salute:
"I am Melanie, the reception director of Dawn Harbor. Based on the information conveyed by the system, we have already prepared an exclusive reception process and temporary accommodations for you."
"My attendants and luggage are still on the airship."
His voice carried no emotional fluctuation, yet naturally exuded a sense of authority.