After several Hourglass periods.
Extre cold ice soul kage, Fla Heart Tiduo Travel, this is Green’s second ti seeing Mili and Mina’s parents.
"You child!"
Tiduo Travel’s red wavy hair burned like flas, even her eyebrows were fiery red, emanating a sumr heat that seed to engulf everyone.
However, her once voluptuous and alluring figure had now begun to age, her skin no longer smooth.
She glared at Mili before turning to Green with a solemn tone, "Master of the Oblivion Tower, we know about Mili trading the Hope Light Shroud for the Fire Phoenix Egg. Previously, because of these two disobedient girls, we offended the Stigmata Sorcerer of the Oblivion Tower."
When Third-Level Great Sorcerers could not threaten the Sorcerer’s Tower’s Source of Magic Power suitability, the gap between Stigmas and Third-Level Great Sorcerers beca apparent.
"It’s alright."
Green’s voice was emotionless, sitting quietly.
These two Third-Level Great Sorcerers’ Soul Fire showed signs of decline, similar to Matron Alice’s, this feeling of consecutive partings...
"Back then, the two of us were passionate about exploring Wizard World’s Relics, later we discovered several impressive Ancient Ruins. After deciding to settle down, we had Mili and Mina. Later on, we entrusted our two children to a friend, the dean of an academy at the Seven-Ring Holy Tower. We embarked on a Demon Hunting life, hoping to achieve First-Level Honor dal on the Road of Stigmata, but alas..."
Kage sighed.
Compared to Tiduo Travel, Kage had a head of white hair, and the ice gemstone atop his Magic Wand glistened transparently, his Elental eyes seed to have the piercing cold of winter wind, but due to weakened soul, lost its forr sharpness.
"The Hope Light Shroud, dinsional gap handkerchief, are the two most precious treasures we discovered in nurous relics. Yet, due to limited abilities, we could not uncover them, and gave them to our daughters. By chance, they ca to you. We hope you can reveal their mysteries for us."
"Father, Mother..."
Standing behind Green, Mili, even at the age of over three thousand, couldn’t help but shed tears upon seeing her parents.
Green flipped the "Book of Truth" with his left hand, the Seven-Colored Runes floating on his body suddenly twisted, revealing a corner of the Corpse-Wrapping Cloth.
"Masters, the dinsional gap handkerchief resonates with my innate talent, allowing to discover its secrets that summoned Eight Rainbows Nevis, with whom I’ve beco soul partners inseparable. Through this Corpse-Wrapping Cloth, which I’ve fused into the Robe of Appearances, the fusion deepens and I’m increasingly sensing that Illusory World’s aura more clearly."
Green’s voice carried a hint of repression, as if worried for the unknown Illusory World.
"If my guess is correct, it should be the absurd Illusory World with distorted True Ti rules, belonging to a deep layer Illusory World. Low-level creatures lost inside will be easily killed by the incomprehensible ti disarray phenonon. The minimum threshold for attempting its exploration is the Fourth-Level World Lord level, even then it’s quite risky. I plan to attempt the exploration after advancing to Level Five or even Six."
Green’s words reminded Tiduo Travel of sothing.
"When you have this Corpse-Wrapping Cloth, try to avoid contact with ti-related treasures, otherwise it may bring misfortune. Those ti phenona beyond the eighteen out of eighteen True Ti could disrupt, perhaps not causing you to lose yourself, but it will be dangerous for those around you."
More unfortunate ti-related treasures!
Receiving a second reminder, Green’s curiosity and thirst for knowledge were irrepressibly intrigued, like the ti sands from Parasitic Spore World’s Sands of Ti, tempting Green like poison.
...
The eting of the Seven Grand Academies in District Twenty-Two of the Two Rings Holy Tower, held in the Wandering Dandelion Secret Realm.
Aside from the Arc Thundercloud Stigma Sorcerer, Green t the other five Stigma Sorcerers for the first ti, truly surprising Green, as six Stigma Sorcerers, apart from the Rainbow Potion Stigma Sorcerer who was a Fourth-Level Stigma Sorcerer, the other five had already crossed into the Level Five domain, the Wandering Dandelion Stigma Sorcerer even stepping into the Sixth-Level Stigma Great Wizard domain!
The Seven-Colored Runes swirling around, Ti slightly twisted, Green, whose mask forehead seed like a whirlpool, naturally beca the focus of everyone.
"This ti, after relentless efforts to bring the Oblivion Tower over, our eting altar should also change. But as for the Seven-Star Magic Altar..."
The Wandering Dandelion Stigma Sorcerer, with stunning beauty, gathered at the corner of the altar in Dandelion form, her skin like snow, light and silent.
Green took a second look at this Stigma Sorcerer, yet layers of white mist obscured everything, leaving nothing visible.
Seemingly with considerable perfection pursuit, the Wandering Dandelion frowned and began to draw the seven-point star pattern on the hundred-ter diater altar, intending to include Green’s corner as well.
"As usual, Arc Thundercloud, you host the eting."
The Fla Holy Grail Stigma Sorcerer, resembling a fiery person, sat on an Elental Throne at the edge of the altar with a Crimson Gold Magic Wand in one hand and a fire goblet Sorcery Instrunt in the other, saying to Arc Thundercloud Stigma Sorcerer.
Green, through the Face of Truth, gazed at this powerful Level Five Stigma Sorcerer.
Since Sorcerers are not passive evolution creatures, Green’s Face of Truth vitality detection usually has limited use. However, at this mont, Green noticed the opponent’s left hand fire goblet randomly fluctuated between 135,000 to 199,999, revealing that this Stigma Sorcerer’s strength might surpass that of the Level Five rmaid from the Sea God Realm.
The Hoarse Song Stigma Sorcerer sat in a wheelchair, resembling a plump cat basking in the sun holding a Magic Wand, sucking on a pacifier, eyes narrowed to slits, breathing so evenly it almost felt as if asleep.
"ow, Hoarse Song is at a crucial point in an experint, couldn’t co over, let fill in."
A cough...
It turns out this was her soul partner, reminding Green of tis past when Eight Rainbows Nevis was put out front to handle so matters.
Welid Island, reminiscent of Lilith’s Cottage for Green.
A kind-looking elderly witch, with flower-white hair and erald green eyes, seed ordinary, smiling at Green with pearly white teeth.
Finally, the Rainbow Potion Stigma Sorcerer, like Green, was also Fourth-Level.
A gno of only one ter, bald with a large head, looked very much like a stingy rchant, his back carrying a large sack filled with treasures unknown, dressed in a gray robe, subtly waved at Green while seemingly afraid of drawing attention.
"Well first, let congratulate District Twenty-Two for bringing the Oblivion Tower over; this could be seen as a prelude victory in the upcoming civilization war. With his ability added, our group’s forced invasion capacity would greatly enhance, providing great convenience for so missions, even desperate tis of retreat."
The Arc Thundercloud Stigma Sorcerer stood up, supporting a Magic Wand, addressing everyone, then gestured for Green to say sothing.
"It’s an honor joining District Twenty-Two. With war approaching, I hope our group can persist under the leadership of Two Rings True Spirit Wizard until ultimate victory, carrying forth the Wizard civilization’s will."
Green briefly expressed his thoughts.
"Oblivion Tower, we’ve received a Demon Hunting Expedition task called stag head world, departing in sixty years, shall we use this task as the process for mutual familiarity and integration?"
Everyone looked at Green.
"Uh, my sincerest apologies, I’m currently conducting a very crucial experint that must be completed before the civilization war. Ti is of the essence, I’m afraid..." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to cast recomndation tickets and monthly tickets at qidian, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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