"So, what are you planning to do?" Richard asked tentatively.
Seeing Richard unmoved by the ntion of his title, the King of Titans had a trace of surprise on his face.
How long has it been? Creatures outside have even forgotten his na.
He was the first Titan, the King of Titans, the Creator God of countless worlds. Even in the lands of the Supre and Furnace n, his na was sung by the natives as a Divine.
Yet now, Richard seed as if he had never heard of this na.
"How long has passed outside?"
"About a million years, it’s hard to estimate the exact ti."
"...Has so much ti already passed?"
The King of Titans paused for a mont, his voice tinged with deep lancholy.
Suddenly, he looked at Richard, his eyes filled with scrutiny.
"Young lad, you should know the mission you carry. Although I don’t like those crystals, their research on destiny is indeed beyond my comparison.
According to their design, for you to beco an Abyss Titan, you must possess the Furnace of the dwarf."
Crystals? Dwarf?
As Richard heard the King of Titans’ titles, he imdiately matched them to civilization in his heart.
According to the Furnace scroll, crystals should be Supre ones, while dwarf naturally refers to the Furnace n.
"I know, I chose this path," Richard replied calmly.
"That’s good." The King of Titans nodded slightly, "That ans those crystals haven’t had any mishaps, the plan is still within control.
If nothing unexpected happens, that monster should have broken the seal by now."
Richard nodded slightly, "Indeed. Several dominators researching destiny and the power of mystery are tracking his trail."
"Tracking?" A hint of surprise flashed across the King of Titans’ face, then he gently sighed, "Then they’re in big trouble."
Richard’s heart tightened, and he quickly spoke, "Although the Civilization Devourer has recovered a lot, he has not yet returned to his peak period. Recently, several dominators have confronted him in the Destiny Dinsion and won..."
The King of Titans looked at Richard, speaking softly, "If I’m guessing correctly, their confrontation target should be you. That monster attempted to sever your Thread of Destiny with other threads, and as you said, those guys by the sa thod allowed you to survive."
Richard froze for a mont, speaking sowhat difficultly, "...Indeed."
"Then it’s very normal." The King of Titans patted Richard’s shoulder, "They won not because they’re so strong. Of course, there may indeed be factors involved.
But the main reason they’re able to win is that Thread of Destiny, the Thread forged by the majority of the crystal tribe.
But now, they have to face that monster itself."
"Civilization Devourer... Is it that strong?" Richard asked sowhat difficultly.
Clearly, it had already hidden deep in the Endless Dinsion, clearly sealed for a million years, how could this monster still be so strong?
The King of Titans shook his head slightly, "It’s not It’s strong, it’s purely a matter of restraint. Although I knocked it down to the category of Eighth Level Creature, its ability is a full restraint towards those playing with destiny, those who play with what you called ’power of mystery’.
In its pri it could swallow destiny, could ignore the ability of mysterious power, even as a Civilization Leader, before I reached the Ninth Level Creature realm, I couldn’t inflict any effective harm on its body.
Those dominators being able to live now is purely because that monster is excessively weakened.
But if they discovered that monster’s trail, then it ans It’s already prepared a trap, waiting for them to walk in.
Unless... forget it, the possibility is too small, unless a miracle happens, it’s impossible."
The words of the King of Titans sank Richard’s heart to the bottom.
He now must imdiately deliver this ssage to the Curse Crown.
Thinking about it, Richard slightly bowed to the King of Titans.
"I’m glad you reminded of this point, I must leave imdiately to inform my companions."
"Oh? They haven’t set out yet? Then go and remind them quickly."
With a wave of his hand, the King of Titans restored Richard’s consciousness to his body.
Without even a millisecond delay, Richard imdiately initiated a reverse call through the Curse Crown’s mark. While calling, he also directly contacted the Great Wizard of Curse Marks through the Wizard Dinsion.
"Curse Marks, is the Crown’s avatar at the headquarters?"
"Yes, Crown Throne, are you looking for the teacher for so reason..."
"Go and see him imdiately, tell him to imdiately stop chasing the Civilization Devourer."
"Civilization Devourer?"
The unfamiliar term from Richard’s mouth made him pause slightly, but he imdiately realized that this was not sothing he should know.
"I’m going right away."
The Great Wizard of Curse Marks appeared in front of the Curse Crown’s laboratory with a teleportation, and pushed the door open without hesitation.
He knew, there was absolutely no way to do sothing unexpected to the teacher.
But the mont he opened the door, his soul seed to be electrified, making him shiver suddenly.
What was he here for?
Looking at the laboratory in front of him, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
As a Great Wizard of the Curse School, his intuition told him that there was a problem with his mory.
He should have forgotten sothing or perhaps so mories had shifted.
"Curse Marks, did you see the Crown? What’s the Crown’s state, why can’t I contact him?"
Listening to the voice coming from his ear, Curse Marks felt a bit strange.
He cautiously asked, "Crown, which Crown do you want to contact?"
"Which Crown?" Richard’s heart sank, and he imdiately replied in a deep voice, "Who else could it be? Of course, your teacher, the Curse Crown."
Curse Marks’ voice paused for a long ti, and finally, he spoke a sentence that made Richard feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Crown Throne... I don’t have a teacher."
No teacher?
The ans of the Civilization Devourer are so terrifying that it can forcibly erase the traces of a Dominator.
Richard halted in midair, the massive spiritual shock forced him to take a pause.
He looked at the mark on his hand, sensing that the power stored within was not yet activated.
"The mark is fine. It seems the Curse Crown is still alive, the information has just been interfered with."
Richard tried to calm himself down. The mark on his hand is a safeguard from the Curse Crown, ant to establish a successor for the Curse School should sothing happen to him.
Within this mark is a hidden power that can guide a wizard to the Illusionary Dinsion of the Curse Crown, thus inheriting it.
And now, since this mark hasn’t been triggered, the Curse Crown should currently be out of mortal danger.
"I need to speed things up."
Richard’s face darkened as the Power of Dinsion gathered before him, forming into a vast Rune Gate.
In the Wizard Dinsion, the Secret Keeper stood beside the gate, waiting solemnly for Richard’s command.
"Bring all the Crown Thrones; our grand strategy needs to change."
The Secret Keeper bowed slightly to Richard, whispering, "Your will, Crown Throne."
...
Wizard Dinsion, City of Eternal Truth.
"So, the current situation is that the status of the Curse is unknown, with potential deadly danger."
In the Council Hall, the Shaping Energy Crown frowned deeply, his tone was extrely grave.
"That’s the current state," Richard nodded slightly, his voice equally somber.
"What can we do?"
The Alchemy Crown looked at Richard. As the first wizard to discover the disappearance of the Curse Crown, Richard must have so information.
"For now, all we can do is end the war as soon as possible," Richard replied gravely.
"We must not only end the war with the Galaxy Mayflies, but also diate the wars of the gods and the Abyss, as well as other civilizational conflicts in this World Community.
The Civilization Devourer feeds on war; if the wars stop, it will lose its power source."
"Is there no other way?" the Soul Crown asked, "Like rescuing soone?"
Richard shook his head slightly, "Even if we could succeed, who now can find the Curse?"
In the past, divination witchcraft could be used to find things.
But now, with the Curse Crown trapped, divination witchcraft won’t reveal anything.
Even if it could, the result would most likely be a trap.
"It seems our war strategy needs to change," the Shaping Energy Crown said, "The war must end quickly. Alchemy, what is your opinion?"
"I agree," the Alchemy Crown replied succinctly, "The offensive has been easing in recent years, and the number of Alchemy Wizards is already sufficiently ample.
The Sub-human Wizard World has spread; we can completely operate even if we build a hundred more Alchemy Worlds."
The Physique Crown also spoke at this mont.
"My Physique Enhancent Potion formula has been optimized, and the Specialized Bloodline Formula optimization is nearing completion.
In another half year, the Specialized Bloodline Formula should be ready for mass production."
Although the small ones on the lower battlefield can’t provide any help to Dominators like us.
They are the cornerstone of the Civilization Dinsion.
If the Civilization Dinsion is not strong enough, the branches sprouting from it will develop poorly and stagnate even if they break off continuously.
Without the Power of Dinsion provided by the Civilization Dinsion, even long-lived Dominators will eventually exhaust their Power of Dinsion.
And without the Power of Dinsion, a Dominator is rely a larger World Master.
Therefore, the lower battlefield must be a focus for Truth Wizards.
"I’ve almost completed the upgrade of the Maze System as well," the Soul Crown said, "In another ten years, the Maze System should be able to host all Wizard Armies."
"Uh, these are all good news, my bad news seems a bit inadequate."
The Undead Crown’s voice was sowhat troubled.
"Over at Beast Origin, due to excessive losses, the Magic Beast rcenaries that can be provided have significantly reduced. Even if we feed it a world, it will take fifty years for it to return to normal."
"That’s not an issue," Richard suddenly spoke, "My Titan Legion is already being established. Training these Abyss Titans in the Maze System will easily produce a group of World Masters."
"Hmm? You’ve co upon so new technology?" the Alchemy Crown asked in surprise.
Richard shook his head calmly, "No, it’s just that advancing an Abyss Titan doesn’t require expending resources—just toss them into Earth Veins.
Even if they die, their bodies can be used by one of my subordinates to form a new legion."
The training with World Mushrooms over the years has yielded quite satisfactory results; even if these Titans perish, he can revive them with the fungus.
"For now, that’s it."
The Shaping Energy Crown stood up, with a serious expression.
"I will have the specifics gathered and completed by those below, and once the plan is complete, I will call another eting."
The multitude of Truth Wizards nodded slightly as six Rune Gates simultaneously appeared behind them.
The next day.
Wizards from the Wizard City went about their business as usual.
Though perhaps due to the onset of winter, they felt today was colder than usual.
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