Dark Deep Space.
The Dark Demon Dragon coiled around the peak of the wizard tower, asleep.
Inside the tower, Black Sun organized his bookshelf.
"Edmund has acted, what are the demons doing? Is this a sign of total war?"
He pondered the aning behind this matter.
A blurred human face projection appeared on the cover of the ancient book in Adam’s hand.
His features were indistinct, looking extrely old.
Only the pair of eyes were deeply impressive.
The left eye shone with light, while the right eye was dark and lifeless.
"Be ready at any mont, the ti may be coming. Soday, I will take back everything that once belonged to ."
After speaking, the projection on the cover slowly dissipated.
Adam placed the ancient book in a corner of the bookshelf.
"Alright."
This was a basic spell textbook from the Bright Faction.
Its na was the very common "Book of Light."
The author was Diya Rodriguez.
...
A few days later.
The Supre Council.
A solitary figure descended from the sky.
Edmund removed the shattered red robe.
This Naless Legendary Wizard Tool was covered in scars and broken.
Sinister and evil auras entangled it, like bone-boring parasites.
Suddenly, it seed that so force emanated from the round table.
The entangled demon marks, along with this Legendary Wizard Tool, began to disintegrate and vanish inch by inch.
"Edmund! Just you wait, this Demon Lord will soon crush Nora!"
An angry voice echoed before the round table.
Edmund exhaled deeply and laughed lightly, "The so-called Wind Demon Lord is weaker than I imagined."
The voice roared:
"A dying insect’s tough words, the so-called fourth of the Pan-Plane isn’t as strong as I thought. You wizards keep claiming to pursue the truth, do you want to know what truth is?
Eons ago, before you foolish insects and the astral pigs were born, we ruled the world, we are demons, we are also True Gods, we are the rightful aning of all concepts, we are the beginning and end of all things, we are truth!"
"Are you done talking?"
"Humph! No, I have much more to say, but this trace of mine is about to be dissolved... When I one day tear off your head, I’ll whisper it in your ear for ten thousand years!"
Bang! The last trace also disappeared without a trace.
Edmund closed his eyes, gasping while sitting at the round table.
He was so tired, he lay on the table and quickly fell asleep.
His fingers gently stroked the tabletop, softly murmuring, "Thank you."
At so unknown point.
The Frost Witch projection appeared.
She silently looked at the Grand Council Chairman sleeping on the table.
"Next ti with sothing like this, you can call too."
...
In the blink of an eye.
The Star Fortress project has been underway for nearly two hundred years.
In the underground chanical factories of the Ancient Dragon Continent, a full four star fortresses are being constructed simultaneously.
The results achieved by the first star fortress were satisfying to the congress military.
So they also joined in, bringing more resources to invest in the Star Fortress project.
Currently, three star fortresses have been completed.
They are located underground where mortals gather.
Three are far from enough;
with the current scale of the Ancient Dragon Continent, more are needed.
The military’s involvent is undoubtedly the best catalyst.
In the near future, more military star fortresses will be born.
One to support the Blood Battle, striking at demons.
The second is responsible for heading to the Sauron Plane for plane travel.
On one hand, to actively explore and seek more resources.
Another consideration.
Is to save more civilizations under the abyss’ bloody maw.
To grab people from the Council of Ten Thousand Clans!
Relying on the power of wizard civilization alone is not enough.
The Sauron Plane must unite.
The process of plane fusion needs to be accelerated!
Regardless of whether the rged planes and civilizations sincerely accept this grand fusion.
The Wizard Council does not care.
...
Ancient Dragon Continent.
Tower of Dawn.
At the Pharmaceutics School, a small-scale funeral was being held.
Honorary Dean Triss in a black long dress, with slender arms draped in tulle scarves.
Beside her, Elena also looked regretful, lanting the passing of life.
Behind her was a group of teachers and students from the Alchemist College, including so short halflings and elves.
A green-haired sixth-circle cultivated elven witch stood silently beside Triss.
Recently, the Lush Forest Tower also joined the Witch’s Family.
This green elf mistress brought her Life School of Thought disciples.
And so elven relatives, all ca to join Triss.
At the sa ti, she changed her wizard title from "Lush Forest Witch" to "Forest Witch."
Representatives from the Starfire Wizard Academy also attended the funeral.
They were entrusted by the dean Garcia to pay respect to their most important pharmacy teacher, Huffman.
Huffman failed to ascend to the sixth circle, subsequently saved his life, but did not have much ti, passing away naturally a few days ago.
As a leader and ntor of the halfling clan, Huffman’s importance is self-evident.
Huffman politely declined Levi’s offer to beco a heroic spirit.
The halflings felt that normal death was the best conclusion.
The growing halfling community was an important part of the Alchemist College at Tower of Dawn.
Levi was on the battlefield, but still entrusted Triss and Elena to attend the funeral.
Seeing so many high-ranking officials attending, the halflings felt a heartfelt happiness for Mr. Huffman.
In their hearts, they felt more attached to the Ancient Dragon Continent.
Even though the Dusk Palace Master held such a high position, and conversed with Legendary Wizards cordially.
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