Second Ring Holy Tower World.
The sky was filled with countless Wizard Legions descending upon the Wizard World, among them were not only Demon-Hunting Sorcerers, but also a much larger number of Arcane Wizards who roamed various worlds for a long time before returning. A call to war was met with an overwhelming response, as nearly all who adhered to the Wizardâs Will returned.
The light of Stigmata Elements shuttled in and out of the world, waiting for the grand will in the depths of the Holy Tower to dispatch them. Green and his companions seemed so insignificant in this oppressive Second Ring Holy Tower World at that moment.
Hardly surprising.
The Two Rings True Spirit Wizard used Wizard Currency as True Spirit Dedication, mobilizing endless resources from the Wizard World. The number of Sorcererâs Towers in the Holy Towerâs jurisdiction, even in the most powerful and prosperous One Ring Holy Tower foundation of Elemental Wizards, was slightly inferior, let alone the Seventh Ring Holy Tower which had only developed thirty-three regions over the years.
Whizz!
A moment later, summoned by the will of the Two Rings True Spirit Wizard, the Wandering Dandelion Stigmata Great Sorcerer flew out of the Holy Tower. Seemingly having received some good news, his face showed a slightly relaxed expression as he took out a leather Mission Scroll.
"The Second Ring Holy Tower is responsible for the Wizarding Allianceâs resource allocation, which is our main task. If the war doesnât escalate, we donât need to rush to the frontline of war."
Upon hearing the Wandering Dandelion say so, the Flame Holy Grail took the mission scroll and quickly browsed through it.
"Ancient Dragon Great World?"
Murmuring, the Flame Holy Grail handed the scroll to Arc Thundercloud, who glanced at it briefly before passing it on to Hoarse Song.
The mention of Ancient Dragon Great World stirred Greenâs emotions. He was responsible for the warfront resources where Youquan Senior Sister was located. Despite being a Great World that didnât restrict creatures of any level from descending, with powerful rules in place for protection, it was also extraordinarily stable due to a gathering of Dominators, making it nearly impossible to traverse using the Force of Spacetime.
Thus, it had to be used as a strategic base surrounding this Great World, or through world rifts, or from void shadows, continuously investing strategic resources into it.
"So, our task in the early stages of the war, is to work with other groups from the Second Ring Holy Tower to protect the strategic resources of this Netherfire World and ensure they are continuously transported into the hands of the True Spirit Wizards and Endless Dominators in the Ancient Dragon Great World?"
Arc Thundercloud frowned and did not share Wandering Dandelionâs optimism, looking rather worried.
"In comparison to the frontlines, we may not need to frequently join large-scale battles, seeming safer and steadier. But if an unexpected situation arises, it could very well be an enemyâs carefully planned trap, leading to a catastrophe we cannot resist! And as a Great World logistics base, itâs almost predictable that the Metal Destroyer Civilization will launch Dominator-level attacks. Without True Spirit Wizards to hold the fort... "
Finally, Arc Thundercloud glanced at the others and sighed, "Compared to directly facing possible Dominator attacks, it might be better to join the warfront where True Spirits are stationed. Otherwise, if we handle it poorly, it could lead to total annihilation."
The atmosphere among the group was somewhat oppressive, and no one spoke.
The occasional nearby group of sorcerers glanced over, while strategic reserve Space Airships were being efficiently mobilized, and World Masters under the control of the Wizarding Alliance frequently descended.
"Alright, thinking too much wonât help. We still have a year to prepare. Thereâs a hundred-year span for this mission deadline. When the time comes, weâll decide whether to apply for mission exchange. Perhaps the war there will be a brief standoff, or weâll first demolish the enemyâs resource supply point and then have True Spirits return for defense... "
Old Sorcerer Welid broke the oppressive atmosphere.
"Meow, as long as we endure this war and unify the world cluster, weâll be Ancient Wizards who have built war achievements. By then, with the strength of this Sorcerer World Cluster, the ancient sagesâ Demon Hunting Expedition plan will be completed, and the Demon Hunting plan will officially commence."
The plump cat, nestled in Hoarse Songâs arms, spoke with a pacifier in its mouth.
The old sorcerer, masked, sat in a wheelchair, meticulously brushing the fat catâs fur. After the cat finished speaking, he raised his head, his cloudy eyes scanning the group before settling on Green.
"Itâs been many years in preparation. Itâs time to harvest the slaves cultivated in those worlds below. With these elite Slave Legions, handling some possible quick emergencies will be much easier. Oblivion Tower, youâre a newly promoted Stigmata. Bring as many Slave Legions as you can without forcing it."
"Wahaha, donât underestimate my young masterâs foundation. Itâs just a few Slave Legions, the Oblivion Secret Realm can still bring them out. This time in the Demon Hunting Expedition, our Screaming Cockroach Legionâs combat power is as impressive as your legionâs!"
On Greenâs shoulder, with Seven-Colored Runes flowing, Xiao Ba clamored, appearing fearless and glaring at the old plump cat defiantly.
Underneath Greenâs Truth Mask, his Three-Colored Light Eyes returned from a state of distraction. He knew that due to the capture of the brood queen and the nature of the species, as long as resources were adequate, the Screaming Cockroach Slave Legion could continuously produce an astonishing number of high-quality Screaming Cockroach Legions. Yet, when compared to truly elite Slave Legions, it was a bit lacking.
During the Heisuo Tower Expedition to the Nest World, when Green went out through the World Gate, a legion entirely composed of Level-3 Slave Monsters was easily brought out!
"Got it."
Green was silent for a moment before saying, "Luckily, these Screaming Cockroaches can be mass-produced easily and are extremely easy to control. Iâve been accumulating them for a while now. If the quality falls short, weâll substitute with quantity, Master, rest assured."
With Greenâs words, it was hard for anyone to say more. After exchanging glances, they dispersed.
"Indeed, they look down on us. Since the war has begun, letâs simply exchange that Level-3 Space Fortress. Just leave it to me, Leafy, and Lulianmian."
What Xiao Ba referred to was the reward obtained during Greenâs time as a Third-Level Great Wizard after completing a Mechanical True Spirit Wizard duel task, yet unused.
"Mm."
After Green nodded, his gaze shifted from Xiao Ba, who disappeared on the horizon, to the Rainbow Potion, which hadnât yet left. The sly, backpack-carrying gnome Stigmata Wizard chuckled "chatter chatter."
"Oblivion Tower, lend me your auxiliary mask for a year. I need to take advantage of this time to complete a higher-level potion."
Speaking thus, in Greenâs bewilderment, a large mouse rummaged through the sack behind him, eventually taking out a Destiny Contract and a brightly shining, foul-smelling crimson potion.
"Didnât you ask me about Black Demon Blood last time? This is Black Demon Blood Essence, ten times more concentrated than the Black Demon Blood flowing from the Dark Domain, how about it!?"
It was the first time anyone had made such a trade request to Green. And this bottle of Black Demon Blood Essence could at least promote the evolution of more than ten heads of Infernal Soul Myriad-Heads Birds. Facing the imminent civilization battle, Green almost couldnât refuse.
For some exotic creatures, the first thing they noticed was Greenâs extreme abyss magic staff, but among the Wizard World, all Stigmata and True Spirit Wizards remembered was the Face of Truth!
This legendary Sorcery Instrument, which accompanied Greenâs growth, already possessed extraordinary features.
"For one year... deal."
After confirming the Fate Contract, Green slowly took off the Face of Truth and handed it to the Rainbow Potion Stigmata Wizard, full of excited anticipation. Meanwhile, a black Infernal Soul Bird Head slowly emerged behind him, exuding terrifying might, swallowing the Black Demon Blood Essence in one gulp.
"This auxiliary perception Sorcery Instrument, the Face of Truth, is the legendary sorcery instrument that accompanied my growth."
Having obtained the Face of Truth, the large mouse felt the added attribute data, eyes widened in disbelief, tossing his magic wand into his large sack behind him. With trembling hands, he wore the Gray Spiral Truth Mask. After a writhing moment, it perfectly fit.
Instantly, the Rainbow Potion Stigmata Wizard was utterly stunned, gazing around for a while, then woodenly looking at Green.
"Whatâs the matter?"
Beneath golden strands of hair, Greenâs eyes stared directly at the Rainbow Potion Stigmata Wizard, asking in a deep voice.
"Uh...nothing. Itâs just the first time seeing your real face without the mask. Youâre a bit more handsome than me." (To be continued. If you like this work, youâre welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)