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Chapter 1547

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"Sigh, when will these days come to an end …"

Asher was just an ordinary farmer in the Sorcerer Continent. Every year, he had to pay a large amount of land rent and taxes to the lords and nobles. Normally, a farmer's income was made up of three parts: crops, hunting, and odd jobs. Now, not only had the crops fallen, but the animals in the mountains had almost all been taken over by extremely powerful beasts due to the influence of the environment. Odd jobs were not a long-term way out.

The reason for the farmers' difficulties was because of the war between the Earth Roar Sorcerer Academies!

The war between the Earth Roar Sorcerer Academy and a mechanical academy in Sky City had been going on for several years. Although the war between sorcerers would not directly affect the lives of ordinary people, in the Sorcerer World, the survival of ordinary people was built on the foundation of sorcerer academies.

Without sorcerer-apprentices going out in large numbers to collect materials, monsters that were terrifying to ordinary people would multiply, making it difficult for hunters and hunters to survive. Even the overflow of energy from the battle between sorcerers would cause some ecological pollution. Although it was only for a short period of time for sorcerers and would not affect the Sorcerer World as a whole, for ordinary people, it was equivalent to a year's harvest!

Although it was a war between sorcerer academies, in the end, it was the ordinary people who kept the world running that suffered.

"Our food won't last through this winter. The people in the village have all left. I heard that the textile factory in Shadowpeace City has begun to recruit a large number of workers. The lords are taking back the land to plant cotton and raise sheep. Asher, if not, we will …"

"No! This is the land that our ancestors have cultivated for generations. If you want to leave, you can leave. I won't leave! "

He did not expect his wife to persuade him like this. Although Asher knew that she was right, he had never left the mountains. The furthest he had been to was the town. He was not ready to welcome the new era of the Sorcerer World that was quietly changing.

"Sigh … It will be Thanksgiving in two days. I hope the lord of the town will put on an act and give us more food."

His wife tied her headscarf. The first snow of winter was coming, and the weather was extremely cold. Without looking back, she carried the muddy sweet potatoes home.

Asher stood where he was for a while, looking at his wife's petite figure apologetically. However, he was powerless to change anything. In his pain, he followed her home.

After the two of them left, a figure silently crawled out from the gradually freezing ground.

This person was the Earth Roar Stigmata Sorcerer!

"After surviving the war of civilisations, we have to suffer in the war of the Magus World. What is the meaning of doing this?"

Not only civilians, but sorcerer-apprentices, official sorcerers, and even the Stigmata of Tower Masters who lived under the rules were also suffering. As long as they had not reached the height where they could participate in the formulation of the sorcerer world's rules, then everyone was just a part of the living beings in the nether world.

At the same time, it was precisely because this power was so precious and full of temptation that Magi from different factions fought over it greedily and refused to give way to each other.

"As long as the Sorcerer World doesn't end its factional struggles, such days will never end. Whether it's them or us, there will never be true peace."

"Who!?"

The Earth Roar Stigmata Sorcerer turned his head abruptly, his two green-fanged faces were full of shock. As a Level-5 Stigmata Sorcerer who had experienced the civilisations war, this person could actually appear so close to him without being discovered!

His clothes were ragged, and his body did not seem to be a physical entity, but the embodiment of some kind of rule energy. He carried a silver longsword on his back, and his eyes were indifferent, calm, and full of wisdom. It was Grimm's Thanksgiving Day promotion clone.

With the massive population reduction during the civilisations war, the clone of the Root of Annihilation and a large number of believers promoted Thanksgiving Day. With the end of the civilisations war, the population increase had really spread. Now, although the strength of this clone was only at the level of a Level-5 creature, its body could be constantly regularized as the annual festival approached.

It was believed that with the gradual recovery of the Sorcerer World, Thanksgiving Day would gradually be promoted to the hearts of everyone in every village. In the process of continuous growth of power, it would inevitably be promoted to a Celestial Soul.

Once, Grimm's Thanksgiving Day clone also thought that this was a benefit after the civilisations war. In the process of population reduction and gradual growth, it had caught up with a good era to promote Thanksgiving Day. However, as time went on, Grimm finally gradually realized that it was the suffering of life that had really made Thanksgiving Day popular!

This … was not what Grimm wanted!

"Who I am, is it important … Look at the Sorcerer World now! In order to protect this world, hundreds of millions of martyrs have sacrificed themselves to stop the enemy. Now, the hard-won peace is wantonly squandered by those Celestial Sorcerers. Those Sorcerers who had sacrificed themselves to protect this world, what are they in their eyes!? "

Incomparable heartache, the Root of Annihilation clone of the Thanksgiving Day clone had a look of hatred, hating himself for not being able to make the Sorcerer World a better place.

The words of this clone of Grimm resonated with the Earth Roar. He clenched his fist and instinctively asked, "Yes, I am, what can we do?"

Slowly, Grimm's Thanksgiving Day clone took out a few small bottles filled with emerald green liquid. Under the Earth Roar Stigmata Sorcerer's puzzled gaze, Grimm's Thanksgiving Day clone was lifted by Elemental Energy and handed over to Grimm.

"Greatness begins with insignificance. This is the great Tower of Annihilation Stigmata Sorcerer who has long seen through the cycle of the Sorcerer World's history. In order to save billions of suffering civilians, for a better and stronger future for the Sorcerer World, he developed the hope of the Sorcerer World with his own noble wisdom, the Key of Life, and here it is."

Hearing the words "Tower of Annihilation Stigmata Sorcerer", the Earth Roar Stigmata Sorcerer's eyes widened.

"You mean the future Ten Rings savior of the Sorcerer World, the Tower of Annihilation Stigmata Sorcerer!?"

"Yes!"

The Thanksgiving Day clone said in a low voice, "I can't bear to see the Sorcerer World fall into chaos again because of the struggle for power. The Tower of Annihilation Stigmata Sorcerer has returned to the Sorcerer World from the Universal World to promote the power of the Key of Life. At the same time, he is making the final preparations for the Celestial Sacrifice. Go, feel the great power in the Key of Life. If you have the same ideals as the great Tower of Annihilation Stigmata Sorcerer, gather in front of the Eternal Mechanical Clock in the Sky City seven years later. "

Solemnly looking at the Key of Life potion in his hand, the Earth Roar Stigmata Sorcerer nodded and slowly disappeared.

"One hundred and twenty-seventh. There are only two days left before Thanksgiving. With the help of some miracles during this Thanksgiving, there may be unexpected publicity effects. We must not let the promotion plan be nipped in the bud. Well, I don't know how many people will follow after seven years. The next Stigmata Sorcerer that I need to meet is … "

Grimm was actually using his own Root of Annihilation clone to promote the Key of Life potion among the major Stigmata Sorcerers.

Since it was only the first generation of product developed in a hurry, the Key of Life potion still had great limitations. It could only be effective on pregnant women and babies. However, once the baby was born, the Innate Sorcerers who could feel the Force of Nature still had the ability to change the Sorcerer World!

Grimm's Sorcerer Ancestor plan had just begun, like a seed beginning to try to spread.

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