Seven months have passed.
At the Moonlake Holy Tower Base in the Radiation Grand World, the clash between the Wizard’s Will and Skynet.
On the frontlines of both sides, vast lines of billions are perpetually maintained, and any losses are imdiately replenished from the rear, with warfare raging as if it will never end.
In this extre anxiety, unease, and pressure, surviving wizards unquestionably beco battle-hardened elite, continuously pushing their limits and forcing themselves to beco stronger.
Even Green has greatly benefited from this prolonged and high-intensity war.
The low-level Hunter Sorcerer Corps, Slave Sea Cannon Fodder Corps, chanical Puppet Legion, and even the Space Fortress have been replaced ti and again, undergoing over a dozen interception battles, with familiar faces who initially appeared now becoming increasingly scarce around Green.
Calculating the ti, the interval for the activation of the Space-based Annihilation Cannon on the frontline is nearing.
"The number of wizards stationed on the frontline has decreased by about 30% compared to seven months ago. Although the Slave Sea Legion, Space Fortress reserves, and chanical Puppet Legion are quite sufficient, it is undeniable that even with the vast resources of the Wizard World, with four grand worlds and dozens of battle lines simultaneously, it is difficult to sustain indefinitely."
Green collected this superficial information through the Face of Truth and deduced so deep-seated insights about the Wizard World’s foundation from these clues.
"However, compared to the Wizard World, the number of Liquid tal Terminators, Black Terminators, and Trick Crystal Terminators in the tal Destroyer Legions have noticeably decreased. Even the power of the last activated Space-based Annihilation Cannon was lower than the initial earth-shattering, all-destructive might; its outer power fluctuations have slightly diminished, suggesting that their situation is not much better."
Green sneered coldly.
"After all, the total resources in this world cluster won’t change, and the Wizarding Alliance occupies more resource worlds compared to the tal Destroyers!"
On the other side, Lulianmian, who has qualified for the First-Level Honor dal and is just waiting for the war to end to be awarded back in the Wizard World, has faded from her previous petite figure and charming golden short hair due to soul decay, now becoming an old witch, sternly commanding these newly supplented wizard legions.
Though she escaped a certain death from a Black Terminator through her unique sorcery, reviving on the Dew clone, the damage to her soul has left her in extre decline, looking like her Soul Fire can only be maintained for a few hundred years at most.
Thus, the test to advance the Stigmata looms urgently before Lulianmian!
Once this war ends, no matter what, Lulianmian must attempt the final trial of her life in the Wizard World. If she fails, her path as a wizard will reach an end, turning back into dust, returning to truth.
"Green, the wizard legion arrangent is complete."
Lulianmian leaned on her Magic Wand, leading nineteen Third-Level Great Sorcerers, slowly approaching Green who stood firm at the edge of the Space Fortress, reporting to the great Stigmata Wizard in charge of Zone 258.
"Hmm, got it."
Green responded deeply, still standing tall, gazing steadily into the distance.
For several months, whether it be the newly supplented Demon Hunter novices, or the old wizards surviving from over a dozen interception battles, everyone knew that the Annihilation Tower Stigmata Sorcerer in charge of the Space Fortress at Zone 258, apart from the war periods and brief monts after, spent most of the ti standing at the edge of the Space Fortress, gazing towards the frontline.
No one knew what this persistence was for.
Under the Face of Truth, the left eye was water, the right eye was fire, the central brow focused pupil and duo-colored light continually blinking, six pairs of compound eyes forming two Six-Pointed Star Magic Arrays, grotesquely positioned beside the focused pupil, entirely sensing everything on the distant battlefield, collecting all information.
Gradually, Green’s body seed to stiffen, breathing slightly heavily, murmuring in disbelief while seemingly calculating sothing.
A short half-hourglass later.
"No way... gulp!"
Green voiced self-doubt, "gulp" swallowed hard, revealing incredulity.
"What’s wrong?"
Among many Third-Level Great Sorcerers, standing beside this erudite, wise, elegant, and mysterious Annihilation Tower Stigmata Sorcerer, everyone appeared extrely humble, no one dared to interrupt this exalted and great Stigmata Sorcerer, except Lulianmian, as Green’s friend and confidant combat wizard, dared to speak bluntly.
Sss...
Green gasped, hesitating briefly, then said deeply, "Imdiately notify the Combat Command to move the Space Fortress towards Zone 259 at full speed, hurry!"
With urgency in his tone, Lulianmian, slightly startled, quickly pulled out the Crystal Ball connecting with the Combat Command, while Green’s Crystal Ball instantly reached the Three-Winds Gather Top Stigmata Sorcerer.
"Annihilation Tower, what happened?"
The high-footed hat adorned with a red gem at the brow’s center, the blue-gray wizard robe, with a face of wrinkled features, seemingly airy wind-elent long brows, the Three-Winds Gather Top Stigmata Sorcerer’s visage projected from the Crystal Ball.
"Quick, imdiately relocate the Space Fortress and its armies from here!"
Green hurriedly finished speaking, adding, "It’s the Space-based Annihilation Cannon’s trajectory this ti, it will pass through the area we guard, evacuate here imdiately!"
"How certain are you?"
The Three-Winds Gather Top Stigmata Sorcerer, extrely serious, his face slightly stiff, his voice trembling slightly cold.
Not to ntion a Level Five Stigmata Wizard, even a Sixth-level Stigmata Great Sorcerer is unlikely to have the courage to wager their life before the Space-based Annihilation Cannon, the power to obliterate everything in sight is such that even a small world with weak source rules can be blasted apart, shattered, and torn into pieces; probably only King Abaddon with the Infernal Purgatory pose holding the Purgatory Furnace could attempt a full frontal defense.
"Ninety percent."
Green’s calm words had just been spoken when the face in the Crystal Ball light screen suddenly turned, gazing at the distant sky.
"Sss... too late."
Crackle!
Walking in True Ti, expanding the space cage to the limit, encompassing as many wizards around as possible, and with thunder teleportation appearing in the Space Fortress Combat Command, without further ado, again using the space cage to encompass the Dawn Wisdom Wizards inside before silently reciting sorcery spells in midair, with space below folding and stretching, extending into the depths of the base, with a noodle-like space squeezing sensation pressed from all directions.
A few low-grade wizards, unable to react, scread stiffly in horror.
"Ah! Green Beast? Is there a defeat outside!?"
Xiao Ba, who was playing chess with Leafy, looked surprised at this Lin and the suddenly appearing hundred plus wizards, Leafy tossed the chess with one wing, flying towards Lulianmian.
At that mont, boom...
Blinding halo, with its irresistible power of thousands of ters in diater, instantly passed between the Space Fortress of Zone 258 and Zone 259.
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