Along the way, there were many small tribes visiting them, which allowed the sorcerers to obtain a lot of information about the alliance.
Naturally, the sorcerers were more concerned about the movement of the six major races than the vassals of the smaller races. Regrettably, it appeared that the sorcerers were approaching, or perhaps because of the imminent arrival of the Brahma Progenitor, the interests of the major races had yet to be divided. At the very least, the sorcerers did not receive much information they wanted while they were in contact with the smaller races.
Although the Second Generation Sorcerer King and Prometheus had defined the voting rights as a pretense, and in the end, they would rely on their strength as the last resort. However, this was only the final resolution.
It would be best if they could solve the problem with a simpler voting rights!
Although the possibility was zero, for the sorcerers, fighting for legal rights and interests was also a way to quickly integrate into this group. Even if there was a conflict in the distribution of interests, they would not be enemies.
Therefore, the Second Generation Sorcerer King was also thinking about how much voting rights should be fought for in this council battlefield. At the same time, he also gave instructions on the resource allocation and supply arrangements of the Sorcerers World.
On this day, another tribe came to Eternal Sky City to visit, but this time the identity of the visitor was more special. It was no longer the messenger of the small tribes, but The Fool of the Bizarro Tribe!
This old guy is back again?
The arrival of The Fool of the Bizarro Tribe had made the Second Generation Sorcerer King aware of some clues, and now he was back again?
"It seems that something big happened on the battlefield over there, and this guy came back after receiving the news. The huge pressure caused by the sorcerer legion has gradually affected the situation of this battlefield? Hehehehe! "
The Second Generation Sorcerer King murmured wishfully, and recovered from the state of reading the Book of Truth. After putting away the Book of Truth, he said matter-of-factly, "Then let's meet again, at the Welcoming Fortress."
The one who reported the situation was Second Ring Celestial Sorcerer, who was also the direct descendant of the First Generation Sorcerer King, Free Dandelion. The sorceress nodded and silently left.
Half an hourglass later.
Compared to the grand scene of welcoming The Fool of the Bizarro Tribe, in the Welcoming Fortress this time, other than a few Stigmata Sorcerers on duty outside, there were only three people in the hall: Second Ring Celestial Sorcerer, Second Generation Sorcerer King, and The Fool of the Bizarro Tribe.
"Hmph, could it be that His Excellency The Fool misses the Welcome Fortress's Mage Fragrant Tea and is unwilling to leave?"
The Second Generation Sorcerer King joked, and then said, "But the battlefield is getting closer, and the other Celestial Sorcerers have already gone to carry out their respective tasks, and can no longer come to greet you, Sir. Only the two of us are here, I hope you don't mind."
It was still the scarecrow wearing the straw hat. Its eyes were glowing with a green light, like a cat's eyes in the night. Its mouth was wide open, and there were faintly discernible insects crawling around. Its body was always filled with an indescribably strange aura.
"Heh heh heh heh, the King of Sorcerers has taken time out of his busy schedule to meet an old thing like me for the second time. I'm considered lucky that you didn't shut me out."
The Fool's first sentence was nothing much, but the next sentence did cause the expression of the Second Generation Sorcerer King to change slightly under the Mask of Truth.
"However, I do have important news to tell you this time, and I believe you will soon receive the news. There have been some changes in the Predator Galaxy. It is said that the Twelfth Empress was ambushed by the Abyssal Demons when she was holding a secret meeting, and the specific situation is still unknown. However, judging from the fall of the once strongest Tenth Empress, the twelfth Empress should be in danger. Your Sorcerer World should also prepare in advance for the unforeseen events. That's all I have to say. "
After saying that, The Fool looked at the Second Generation Sorcerer King with a mocking and strange gaze, while the Second Generation Sorcerer King was completely lost in thought, thinking about everything that had happened in the Predator Galaxy.
"Alright, since that's all, I'll be leaving too."
The Trickster The Fool finished his sentence and left just like that. He returned to the Demon-Hunting Expedition Sorcerer Legion just to say a few more words.
The Second Ring Celestial Sorcerer stood up to send him off, while the Second Generation Sorcerer King was still immersed in his thoughts.
…
Another half an hourglass had passed.
When the Second Ring Celestial Sorcerer sent the Deceiver The Fool away and returned to the Guest Fortress, the Second Generation Sorcerer King had already left. In the empty hall, the sorceress sighed and silently took out her crystal ball to search for useful information.
"Grimm left too fast."
Speaking of which, as the oldest Celestial Sorcerer in the Sorcerers World, the Second Generation Sorcerer King was the best candidate in the Sorcerers World in terms of experience, wisdom, courage, and strength. But for some reason, especially for many new Celestial Sorcerers and Stigmata Sorcerers, they felt a faint sense of unease towards this Sorcerer King.
If one had to find out the reason, it should be because of the difference in the era, and the difference in perception.
This ancient sorcerer's understanding of the role of sorcerers had reached a deep-rooted point, especially some of the lesser sorcerers in the Sorcerers World, who were faintly dissatisfied with the performance of the Second Generation Sorcerer King. The standard of living in the Sorcerers World was significantly lower than during the time of the First Generation Sorcerer King, but they were too lowly to do anything. As for those high-level sorcerers, they only felt a little uncomfortable. After all, in the face of a great enemy, the Second Generation Sorcerer King who advocated killing might be more suitable than the First Generation Sorcerer King at this stage.
After a while, Free Dandelion. got the information of the Second Generation Sorcerer King's location.
On the other side.
In the absolute space of the Eternal Sky City, it was bright, without a trace of shadow.
Prometheus's metal Rubik's Cube stood side by side with the Second Generation Sorcerer King. After a simple but ancient ritual, a key appeared in Prometheus's palm. It was about half a meter in diameter, with a translucent and unreal texture, as if it was a mysterious medium. Under the solemn gaze of the Second Generation Sorcerer King and Prometheus, the translucent key was slowly inserted into the ground of this space.
Kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha …
As if awakening a savage and terrifying beast, a faint tremor came from the depths of the ground, causing the two who stood solemnly in this space to reveal endless anticipation.
Rumble rumble rumble …
The sound was getting closer and closer, and as the first crystal coffin appeared in front of the two through the ground, it was the former First Ring Celestial Sorcerer!
The old sorcerer was in a state of deep sleep, with a dense elemental mist filling the air. Every strand of the old sorcerer's eyebrows in the crystal coffin were lifelike, the wrinkled elemental robe was fluttering, and with the undulations of the elemental mist, there was a faint struggle between his eyebrows, it was obvious that he had slowly awakened from the deepest sleep.
Then, another crystal coffin appeared.
However, although the sorcerer inside was an ancient sorcerer, many modern sorcerers knew nothing about him, whether it was Prometheus or the Second Generation Sorcerer King, they were very familiar with him. With a smile, they looked at the third crystal coffin, the fourth crystal coffin, the fifth crystal coffin …
The Demon-Hunting Expedition was approaching, and these ancient sorcerers in their best state were slowly awakening from the deepest sleep. They were the absolute power of this Eternal Sky City!
"Awaken from your deep sleep, little ones! The Demon-Hunting Expedition of the Sorcerers World is about to begin, and your mission is at hand, heeheeheeheehee! "
Whether it was qualifications or status, the Second Generation Sorcerer King was absolutely qualified to call these Sealed Sorcerers little ones!
As their self-consciousness gradually recovered, these Sealed Sorcerers in the crystal coffins opened their eyes one by one, including the crystal coffin clones of Prometheus. In this extremely strange silence, Prometheus slowly said, "The Demon-Hunting Expedition, the final battle!"
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