Sierra spoke in disbelief,
"One is a Dragon, the other a tree;
how did they even beco involved with each other?"
Anya’s eyes were filled with complexity as she sighed,
"When I was still proud about my advancent to the fifth-circle, soone was already using a body of the fifth-ring to kill those of the sixth-ring... Even though they relied on external forces for an easy life, that is still a skill they possess."
Sierra patted Anya on the shoulder, saying,
"Don’t lose heart, comparing yourself with a freak like the Dragon Abomination is aningless... There will always be geniuses in this world. Beyond the mountains, there are more mountains;
within the strong, there are even stronger. Just do your best;
you are already excellent. Madam Triss would be proud of you."
Anya nodded her head,
"I’m not disheartened;
it’s just that even though we are in the ancient tower as well, it feels like we’re not in the sa world as those geniuses. They are in the clouds, and we are on the ground."
Sierra joked,
"You’re thinking too much... we’re not on the ground... we are in the soil."
"Hahahaha."
The two laughed heartily, the cheerful atmosphere spreading around them.
With the lesson from the Nine Cities Alliance in mind, the Blue Leopard Wizard had already ordered that for the next few years, the Deep Blue Organization would not carry out missions outside, and everyone should stay at their base and earnestly cultivate.
Other top wizard organizations did the sa.
After the astonishing battle, the notoriety of the Three-Headed Dragon Abomination firmly seated at the top, becoming an unrivaled existence within the ancient tower.
People like "Lord Victor," "Thunder of Mankind," all paled in comparison.
Soti later, so wizards began to voice out, hoping that the renowned and powerful wizards could represent the wizard civilization and combat the "Three-Headed Dragon Abomination," seeking glory for our wizard civilization!
This voice grew louder and louder.
Until one day, Lord Victor publicly declared,
"I am not a match for the Three-Headed Dragon Abomination. Let those who are capable step forward, and do not use the grand cause of civilization to shackle !"
His words caused a public uproar.
Lord Victor, as the founder of the Flying Secret Sword Cult and one of the most prominent figures among wizards,
Had backed down without even trying;
could it be that on the Io Continent, the Dragon Abomination was truly invincible?
...
Thunder Divine Hall.
The Lightning School of Thought’s base on the Io Continent.
On this particular day,
A figure imrsed in lightning descended from the sky into Thunder God Witch City.
His aura was so strong that even a typical fifth-circle Perfection wizard seed far inferior.
"It’s him, Thunder of Mankind, Torque!"
"They say he is the Lightning School’s champion of prodigies, a Simon at the fifth-circle Perfection, with Perfection in nine talents, 1111 points in spirit upper limit, and a descendant of a primordial soul... adorned with countless halos."
"What does he want to do?"
The wizards of the Witch City couldn’t help but feel curious.
Torque’s eyes were fierce, and he commanded an imposing presence as he loudly declared,
"The Three-Headed Dragon Abomination has repeatedly provoked our wizard civilization, with incredibly arrogant bravado. Yet, this generation’s wizard prodigies, the likes of Victor, Gandaph, and others, dare not confront it, truly a disgrace to our wizards.
Since Victor said, ’Whoever is capable should step up’, then I, Thunder of Mankind, will give it a try. I request the help of Witch City’s wizards to use their social networks to spread my ssage wide:
Asking whether the Three-Headed Dragon Abomination dares fight a fair battle with without relying on any level 6 external entities like Queen Banyan.
If it can defeat , my head and the Dragon Egg from the intersection points, which will undeniably interest it, will belong to it.
If it loses, then I will unapologetically take its Dragon Head to vent out the indignation of our wizard civilization!"
Torque flicked his sleeve.
A giant egg appeared with a diater of about three ters.
The surface of the egg was covered with dark, tallic luster scales radiating a pure Dragon’s Might.
The nearby fire elental power began to churn and surge, forming a vision of apocalyptic scorched earth.
Torque’s mouth curled into a smirk, and he sneered,
"This is... an egg of the pure-blooded Dragon Clan!"
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