"Thud, thud, thud—"
Before long, a series of knocks ca from outside the study.
Lor waved his hand, casting a hint of blue-black Power of Space-Ti Elents to obscure the River of Ti Scroll on the desk opposite him.
To prevent the little one from peeking and being tornted by this thing.
After making preparations, he softly said, "Co in."
"Yes." The study door was pushed open, and a slightly frail middle-aged Third Ring Wizard’s figure appeared from behind the door. Seeing Lor sitting behind the desk, he bowed with respect and said, "Greetings to the great Speaker Lor."
Legend has it that Speaker Lor is the Wizard Alliance’s most mysterious and powerful speaker.
Before he was even born, the Wizard Alliance encountered an attack from a powerful civilization.
It was solely due to Speaker Lor’s efforts that the leader of that powerful civilization was taken away, enabling the Wizard Alliance to resist the invasion of that civilization.
Upon seeing the signature of the person who issued the urgent task that suddenly appeared, he accepted the task without even having ti to check the rewards.
Because he knew well that delaying a mont might let other Soul Mages snatch the task away.
Being able to et this incredibly mysterious and powerful speaker was sothing countless wizards dread of.
"Hmm." Lor nodded with a gentle smile and reiterated, "Co in."
"Yes." The middle-aged Soul Mage straightened up, stepped into the study, gently closed the door, and approached Lor reverently as if on a pilgrimage.
However, after stopping by the desk, he suddenly heard a command that left him bewildered.
"Attack with all your might using a Third Ring Soul Witchcraft." Lor softly said.
"Huh?" The middle-aged Soul Mage involuntarily lifted his head slightly, directly staring into Lor’s eyes, doubting whether he had misheard.
Attack Speaker Lor?
This, this...
"This is the experint you need to cooperate with on." Lor nodded, confirming.
"As... as you command." The middle-aged Soul Mage stamred in response, trembling with trepidation as he raised his hand, a silver-gray thread gushing from his palm.
He couldn’t understand why Speaker Lor would let him attack without any defense.
Although he was only a Third Ring, incapable of inflicting any harm on Speaker Lor’s vast soul, the act of attacking Speaker Lor itself made him nervous and hesitant.
But in the next mont, his hesitation was entirely gone, replaced by shock deep in his soul.
Because he saw that the soul attack he had just launched vanished without a trace and didn’t even touch Speaker Lor sitting across the desk.
But how could this be possible?
Soul attacks were supposed to be indefensible and intransferrable!
It wasn’t like he hadn’t sparred with those Third Ring Spatial Mages before; they could only gain the upper hand against him by relying on Space Jump to attack from ultra-long distances.
If those guys dared to enter his attack range, they would surely get beaten senseless by him.
This scene before him directly overturned everything he had previously known.
"Your task is done, go claim your reward." Lor said with a satisfied smile.
The experintal results did not surprise him; the panel’s indication of ’any attack’ indeed included soul attacks.
The soul attack released by this little fellow had been wholly absorbed by the Boundary Wall phantom surrounding him, unable to stir even a ripple.
"Yes... yes." The middle-aged wizard subconsciously responded, stumbling out of the study in a daze.
"I wonder what expression Donico will have when he finds out about this?" Lor remarked, observing the back of the departing middle-aged Soul Mage with a slight grin.
Since that guy beca the Fifth Ring, he had avoided him for many years.
Although Donico always looked helpless, Lor knew he was secretly quite pleased.
The esteed Speaker Lor could even restrain the Tier Seven trump card-holding Silver Wolf, yet still had to shy away from Donico—how could he not be proud?
But from today onwards, everything has changed.
He, Lor, feared nothing!
"Perhaps I should host a banquet and invite him over?"
Lor suddenly had a triumphant thought in his heart but then regretted it, shaking his head, "Forget it, inviting only him would be too targeted."
"And inviting all the speakers would delay their reflection on the Origin Container, which is unnecessary. Best to let things take their course."
The thought of triumph was just a small wish within his heart; it wouldn’t matter in normal tis, but disrupting the other speakers’ cultivation at this critical period was clearly excessive.
Just like although the Energy Furnace has developed to Tier Six, not a single Floating City now standing in the Wizard Plane is seen as it once was in every corner in the previous life.
Nowadays, anything related to spectacle and enjoynt is irrelevant to the Wizard Civilization.
Every talented wizard is giving their all, either cultivating or researching, solely to contribute what they can to the upcoming Trial War.
"Hmm, I should also fill the Origin Container, then look for the convergence point between the Origin Container and the Space-Ti Domain to advance to the Sixth Ring." Lor closed his eyes slightly, his Spiritual Power diving into his Sea of Consciousness, crossing into the Space-Ti Domain, entering the Space-Ti Origin Container.
Within the Space-Ti Origin Container, aside from the pitch-black Space Origin, there was now a hint of azure Ti Origin.
These Ti Origins were not gathered from the Sea of Origin but slowly converted by the Space-Ti Origin Container from part of the Space Origin.
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