The setting sun descended in the west, and a subtle change occurred in the Francis Wizard Tower at the center of Francis City.
Four light screens, each spanning a hundred miles, suddenly projected around the base of Francis Tower, capturing the attention of every wizard eagerly anticipating the speech.
"Gao Er, look, the millennium speech is starting!" Atop a castle about seven hundred miles from Francis Tower, a girl in a green apprentice wizard robe with long golden hair and a beautiful face cheered.
The opportunity to actually see the council mbers speak, rather than through past recorded images of these great beings, was rare.
Any mber of the Wizard Alliance was eagerly awaiting this speech.
"What a lively scene!" Beside the girl, a young man also in a green apprentice robe didn’t fix his gaze on those four large light screens initially but instead looked at the ground below the castle and the sky several hundred ters above.
Wizards in various wizard robes crowded both the sky and the ground, and the hum of their discussions was incessant, incredibly lively.
...
Outside Warren City, in the center of Betula Continent.
Atop a uniquely shaped tree about a thousand ters tall, on a single leaf.
Six Great Wizards in various wizard robes sat at a long table laden with rare ingredients, looking toward the center of Warren City, chatting and laughing, with Lor’s old acquaintance Ron among them.
"Ron, the millennium speech is starting. Will your father be speaking?" asked a female wizard in a crimson Great Wizard Robe with a bewitching appearance, curious.
Ron’s father was Betula Continent’s only Five-Ring Mage, one of only two legislators, the Five-Ring Wood Elent Legislator Warren.
In terms of qualification, he definitely deserved a trip to the podium.
"I don’t know either." Ron shrugged, "He didn’t ntion it when he left, just reminded to watch the speech carefully. Speaker Francis might announce sothing important in this speech."
"Sothing important?" The few Third-Ring Wizards, hearing this, looked at the empty podium on the light screen, eyes full of anticipation and curiosity.
...
Within the Lor Wizard Tower on Betula Continent.
Levan, Kateya, Villan, and other students and assistants of Lor gathered on the ninety-fifth floor of the Wizard Tower, chatting around a long table filled with food.
On the opposite side of the long table, a light screen projected with an image of an empty podium.
"The speech is about to start." Levan, sitting at the head, looked up at the light screen, smiling, "I wonder if the ntor and grandpa will go up to speak."
"In the recent millennium history of the Wizard Alliance, Sir Lor has given innurable guidance," Kateya continued, "He should speak today about his plan for the Alliance’s future."
"The ntor’s wisdom is truly unfathomable."
Villan sighed, "While paving the way for the Space Faction, he has also been able to spark many ingenious ideas. It’s simply incredible."
"As for myself, just understanding Space Runes, exploring the String World, and overseeing the Space Expansion project have drained all my energy, leaving no room for anything else."
"Indeed."
"Absolutely."
Lor’s third student Colin and fourth student Beck resonated deeply, their faces expressing sentint as they fully agreed with Villan’s words.
"Gladly, I didn’t embark on the path of Space," Levan looked at the junior and younger classmates, who occasionally showed signs of fatigue, with a sigh of relief.
His junior classmates can definitely be considered geniuses in the general sense, yet they are still tornted by Space Runes to this extent. Imagine if he pursued the Path of Space?
...
Every Wizard City of the eleven continents of the Wizard Alliance projected the image of that empty podium.
Countless gazes focused, eagerly awaiting the formal opening of the millennium speech.
On the ninetieth floor of Francis Wizard Tower, hundreds of council mbers, legislators, honorary legislators, and so wizards who made outstanding contributions gathered here.
In front of them lay a podium made of black rock horizontally.
At the front of the crowd, Francis looked at Lor and asked, "The next millennium of the Wizard Alliance will center around you, so why don’t you serve as the opening speaker?"
The next millennium, and even the next three thousand years, the focus of the Wizard Alliance will revolve around three directions.
These are the exploration of the Plane Groups, the cultivation of Abyssal Wizards, and the cultivation of chanical Wizards.
All three directions were proposed by Lor.
Therefore, he believed Lor was the most suitable to be the opening speaker.
"As the opening speaker, huh..." Lor rubbed his chin, just about to refuse.
Being the opening speaker would an talking about a lot of irrelevant preambles, like summarizing various developnts over the past millennium, quite troubleso, and it would be better to leave it to Francis.
But before he could speak, a commotion rose behind him.
"What?"
"The next millennium led by Speaker Lor?"
"What unexpected events might happen in the future?"
Francis’s words imdiately drew the curiosity of nurous legislators and honorary legislators.
In their minds, no matter what, it should be Speaker Francis as the opening speaker.
If we talk about achievents.
In the two major matters critical to the survival of the Wizard Alliance, the eradication of deities and the collapse of Abyssal Demons, Speaker Francis was undoubtedly the main force.
In terms of strength.
Speaker Francis was currently the only one in the Wizard Alliance with a Sixth Ring, and also a Dual Elent Sixth Ring.
What puzzled them the most was that the other speakers had no objections to Francis’s decision, as if they tacitly agreed with Speaker Francis, which seed extrely odd.
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