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Perhaps so are still not optimistic, but the return of the long-lost Abnormal Blood Saint is still a potent tonic.
Everyone knew that he had gone to attempt the immortal breakthrough, and with the odds being generally diocre, his prolonged absence was already seen as a default failure.
Now it seems that this was not the case.
He is the second immortal of the wizard civilization since its inception; ten thousand years is too short a ti for an Extraordinary System, after all.
The developnt and maturity of the Wizard System relied on the Fire Transmitter and the "Fire of Truth." This Wizard Ancestor alone created the Elent Sect, the Mind Sect, the Heavenly Phenonon Sect, the Dream Sect, the Star Realm Sect... and so on and so forth.
Since his disappearance, the wizards had lost the "Fire of Truth," and it had been too long since they had any heartening news...
The return of the Abnormal Blood Saint— "Ludius Greyrat" at least brought a glimr of hope for victory to the Truth Council.
The Golden Chairman stood up.
And offered his complints.
"Congratulations to the Saint for the immortal breakthrough, it is indeed a joyous occasion."
As the oldest known wizard and the creator of the Longevity Magic Core, Ludius’s contributions to the entire Wizard History have been substantial.
Apart from a very few exceptions, most of those present belonged to his lineage.
Therefore, no one dared to be insensitive enough to dampen the mood.
But, only he knew his own situation—though the breakthrough to immortality was a success, the difficulties and hardships were far greater than he had imagined.
If not for having severed an arm from the Necromancy Sovereign and extracting essence that contained several immortal characteristics, his breakthrough would have ended in failure.
It was fortunate that he ultimately succeeded.
By proving immortality through his bloodline, he beca the Source of Bloodline, the Ancestor of All Things!
He himself beca a conflux of bloodlines.
From now on, he would have eternal life, but the current situation doesn’t warrant optimism. According to the conversation he just heard, the Supre Council has no confidence in defending against the Titans’ assault.
"How are the defenses coming along?"
Since his return, he naturally took part unhesitatingly in the defense matters, and the Golden Chairman gave way to the Abnormal Blood Saint, speaking up.
"This is the defense layout. After you left, we went through quite a few upheavals, and ultimately, it was Duke Rhein who beca the key to victory."
"Based on our estimates, once the Titans make their move, the strength they reveal will be formidable. The neighboring chanical God Sect and Curse Spirit Clan, as well as our forr ally, the Red Empire, will all launch attacks against us."
"Being the target of all is not an overstatent."
Ludius furrowed his brow.
Just dealing with the Titans from the [Pantheon] was strenuous enough, let alone the addition of other Cosmic Dominators.
"Why has it co to this?"
The situation has changed rapidly over the past hundred years, signifying that the era of exploration has ended, as territories in all directions of the known universe have been mostly demarcated.
Now that resource allocation has concluded.
The newly erged Holy Light Empire and Curse Spirit Clan can only forcefully seize territories from those already established.
The chanical God Sect just happens to be the unlucky victim.
But are the Curse Spirit Clan powerful?
Truthfully speaking, not particularly. They were originally just an indigenous cosmic race that rose to power by overpowering the chanical God Sect due to their ability to restrain them and seizing the legacy of the Sect’s chanical Giant Beasts.
All told, there are only about a dozen Holy Spirit Level beings in the entire clan, with only the Chieftain being at the Holy Spirit Peak.
Compared to wizards, they are hardly worth ntioning.
Any Supre could easily subdue them, considering that other Cosmic Races might have only one or two Holy Spirits, or even none at all.
They already have the qualifications to stand out.
Imdiately.
The Golden Chairman spoke of the internal conflict last ti, and how they had refrained from acting in order to cooperate with Ludius’s plan for absorption of nourishnt, which nearly led to the Curse Spirits sneaking through their rear.
Furthermore, the chanical God Sect turned against the alliance and initiated an attack on them after getting a taste of being countered by blood, and Duke Rhein invented the electromagnetic witchcraft that further countered the chanical system, in anticipation of future threats.
As for the Red Empire, this weather-vane, he didn’t even bother to explain, as those who know would understand.
Nothing more than trying to seize an opportunity amidst chaos.
Only to invite trouble for themselves.
"Speaking of which, during the last battle with the Necromancy Sovereign, I encountered a young man with promising potential. Is this Duke Rhein you ntioned the sa person?"
The Golden Chairman was startled, then nodded when he saw the image conjured by Ludius.
"I didn’t expect you to know him. It was he who sent us the news that the Titans were going to attack us."
"Oh? Where is he now?"
"He was captured by the Titans, indeed it was for this reason that the ssage was sent out that they were going to attack us. However, Aslan has already rescued Rhein and is on the way back to the Corona Star System, and it is said that he has kidnapped a pure-blood Titan."
Hearing this, Ludius almost beca angry, but then let it pass; it was good that he was saved, but still...
"Bringing back a pure-blood Titan? Isn’t that a trick by the Pantheon?"
"It doesn’t seem so."
"The intelligence passed back by Aslan and the others was that they did not enter the Titan Divine Domain, but encountered them in a remote area of a Desolate Star..."
"At that ti, the man had already been rescued by that female Titan, and she was still healing before eting Aslan and the others..."
"Tsk, tsk, subduing a Titan, the future looks promising."
"Enough."
The Sun King, who had been gloomy-faced the whole ti, eventually couldn’t endure listening to their chatter.
He spoke in a tone brimming with dissatisfaction.
"What’s the use of discussing a junior now? What role can he play in this war? The most crucial thing right now is still to select candidates, send them out of the known universe early, and preserve the inheritance of the Wizard’s fire!"
"Coward."
The Ancient Red Dragon King muttered disdainfully in a low voice, but as the Sun King was at the Holy Spirit Peak, even the quietest sound was crystal clear to his ears.
Bursting into rage-induced laughter.
"You’re not a coward, then don’t send away the descendants of your Dragon Clan, huh?!!"
The Red Dragon King’s expression shifted, ready to burst into curses.
Just as the eting was about to devolve into a marketplace scene, the human side of the Supre finally broke their silence.
The Silver Star Controller said.
"I have Crimson Weapons from No. 1 to 156 here, totaling about thirty million biological entities, and they should work wonders against the Giant God lineage of Titans."
The Thousand Islands Controller, nicknad the Old Ghost, said.
"I have about fifty million Constructed Giants here, equipped with Anti-Demon tal covering, which is a result developed from the knowledge left by the fallen Goblin civilization."
"They can counter the Titan’s Divine Arts."
"I have here..."
The human Supre Wizards obviously did not intend to give up, but instead brought out different chips to add to the forms of power of the Truth Council.
The Wizard civilization is the Truth Council.
But as a loose organization, although they are the rulers, they aren’t necessarily able to mobilize every Wizard, which is why institutions like the War Domain and the Libra Court were established.
It’s to have the power to mobilize at critical monts.
To get all Wizards to participate, a speech by soone of high reputation is needed, and then spread throughout the entire Corona Star System via the Magic Net system.
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