"What artifact grants you the ability to create such a breathtaking realm?"
Grand Marshal Phoenix inquired, his eyes sweeping over the surreal expanse.
The other Grand Marshals followed his gaze, their expressions filled with admiration for the Mirror Dimension.
"Who said it was an artifact?"
Anthony responded calmly, a subtle smile playing on his lips as he faced Grand Marshal Phoenix.
The Grand Marshals' attention snapped back to Anthony, their expressions clouded with confusion.
In their minds, they had already concluded that this realm was the work of some powerful artifact given to Anthony by his the Supreme Monarchs.
But now, Anthony's words challenged that assumption.
"If it's not an artifact, then what is it? Surely, you don't mean to say it's a skill of your own making? Or perhaps a skill from a skill book?"
Another Grand Marshal questioned, his tone laced with genuine confusion.
