The old uncle and little Eula strolled along the way and soon stood atop the high cliffs at the edge of Watatsumi Island.
"Old uncle, another Floating Spirit has floated over."
"Tch, another Anemo-attribute Floating Spirit?"
An orb composed of Anemo elemental energy appeared at the old uncle's fingertip. Little Eula, with perfect understanding, attached Cryo to the old uncle's Anemo orb.
As the small orb imbued with Cryo attributes floated out and touched the incoming Floating Spirit, the Floating Spirit instantly exploded.
Moreover, after the explosion, a strong Anemo elemental reaction erupted on the spot…
The old uncle frowned as he watched the violent wind field.
Floating Spirits were somewhat like Slimes.
But unlike the active elements of Slimes, the elements of Floating Spirits were not very active — somewhat dead — and they would also absorb the corresponding elements.
The most disgusting point was that they would still explode after death.
No wonder even ten years later, Kokomi would still be constantly dealing with Floating Spirits.
With these things around, Watatsumi Island's tourism industry would be difficult to develop.
Watatsumi Island's tourism industry did not only serve people from the other six nations — it also served Inazuma's local people. As long as there was enough exchange, an overall sense of consciousness would also be further consolidated.
The most important point was that, at the very least, the old uncle himself did not want to encounter Floating Spirits exploding on him while traveling.
These Floating Spirits were too mood-ruining.
But fortunately, the impact was not too great. The old uncle was still quite satisfied as he looked at Sangonomiya surrounded by mist.
"Speaking of which, little Eula, don't you think the terrain of Watatsumi Island is very strange?"
Little Eula looked at Watatsumi Island's basin terrain below sea level and nodded.
"It is indeed very strange. Clearly water is also flowing in from all around, yet Watatsumi Island's interior has not been covered…
It's as if…
As if the water has been transferred somewhere else?"
This Watatsumi Island was simply like a washbasin pressed underwater. And water was continuously flowing into the basin from all around.
Yet the water inside the basin somehow looked like it had not increased…
"Hmph hmph. Although I'm not entirely sure why, I still have a bit of a guess. Do you still remember the water beneath Sangonomiya?"
Little Eula fell into recollection. She did have an impression of the huge pool of water beneath Sangonomiya. It gave off a somewhat ominous feeling of devouring everything…
"There is a place called Enkanomiya beneath that pool. If my guess is not wrong, the water's departure probably has something to do with that place."
"Enkanomiya? What is that?"
"Oh, Enkanomiya is…
You can understand it as an ancient ruin, a place that existed a very, very long time ago. As for more information…
If I remember correctly, there are a bunch of ferocious Geovishaps there. Tch…
Forget it. In any case, that is not a place for travel. Even if it's for adventuring, I wouldn't recommend going.
That damned place — whoever touches it easily ends up dead. Back then, Watatsumi Island's god, Orobashi, moved the people of Watatsumi Island to the current Watatsumi Island precisely in order to seal that place."
Sigh. One could only say that the damned place Enkanomiya was something he truly did not want to go to at all. Thinking about how an Archon had been sentenced to death by the Heavenly Principles just for reading Before Sun and Moon…
He himself, as a Descender, was fine. Once he took off the Vision, he could just go all out and be done with it.
If little Eula saw it, then Watatsumi Island might end up facing Celestia's "demon extermination order."
"A place that even an Archon had to seal away? Then it really isn't suitable for people to go seek death there."
Little Eula obediently nodded.
No matter what, she and the old uncle had come here for a vacation, not to cause trouble.