Chapter 706.
Chapter 706 The Initiative
“Pah!”
Saul closed his diary.
“It’s still a death warning. It looks like there really is a very dangerous secret hidden under the Sorcerer’s Tower.”
He shook his head and snorted.
“What other secrets could it be? The Black Tide, the Anchor Point, and the Eye of the Abyss are just that.”
Across the great sea from the planet, there was the Eye of the Abyss, which was enough to destroy the continent.
And the Eye of the Abyss, which was concave towards the center of the earth, had changed the shape of the entire star.
Part of the wizards living in this world attempted to escape through the stargate, and the other part is still trying to stop the black tide from completely erupting.
Combined with Camus’ words and the hints from the diary, the trend of the Eye of the Abyss descending into No Man’s Land and destroying everything is unstoppable.
I fear that all the initiatives of the Judgment Court are in vain.
And the Stargate Council, which covets the Stargate, may not be able to escape to a safe world.
Even the opening of the Stargate may bring unknowable disasters.
It was just that right now, although Saul was powerful, he still couldn’t influence the Ruling Court and the Stargate Council.
It was good that the diary didn’t give a warning of ten deaths.
It tells Saul to prepare the “antidote”.
Though Saul didn’t know what the antidote was exactly.
But there are only two possibilities.
It could be an ability to resolve the Eye of the Abyss, or it could be an ability to escape the danger of the Eye of the Abyss.
And Thor, intends to do both.
He retracted the magic barrier and touched the tip of Algae’s tentacle again.
“In a few days, I’ll be going out.”
Little Algae raised the tip of her tentacle.
“Can’t take you with me. Don’t worry, I won’t leave you alone. Right now I can’t eliminate the effects of the Black Tide on you. That’s why I’m going to do it in a different way, making you stronger on your own, relying on your own power to defeat the pollution.”
Thor rose up amidst the heavy, overlapping tentacles.
“When I come back, I’ll bring you something delicious.”
Soothing Komoro, Sol left the second basement level and sealed this basement.
He was ready to leave the Sorcerer’s Tower as it was, and there weren’t many people here besides him to control the frenzied Koho, so it was safer to seal it up.
Next, Saul spent five days quickly selecting a few sorcerer apprentices and first-order sorcerers to enter the Pure Spirit Sorcerer Tower.
Most of these were people he had saved – people whose bodies had been tainted by the star eyes.
There were also wizards with good talent and bright minds who were absorbed.
This way, even when Saul left, the Pure Spirit Wizard Tower could maintain normal operation.
Byron originally wanted to go out with Saul, but Saul gave all the newcomers to him.
Just how to place these newcomers and assign experimental tasks was enough to keep Byron busy for some days.
Early one morning, Saul ended his deep meditation for the night and called up all the conscious bodies to the round platform at the top of the wizard tower.
Ann didn’t have much to do lately.
She wasn’t the research type, and after settling down a bit in the Land of the Unknowns, she had even less to do.
She likewise disliked being involved in the construction of Rhine City.
Once a core member of a noble family, she had grown tired of hooking up after her death.
Now every day, she wandered around the wizard’s tower like a security officer.
She also liked to pester Saul, but it was just a pity that Saul was even busier than he was after entering the Third Order.
And it was a busyness she couldn’t get her hands on.
Ann was unusually excited today when Saul suddenly suspended all of them and said he was taking them on a trip out.
It’s just that Herman on the sidelines looks a little soulful.
“What’s wrong with you?” Ann poked Herman with her elbow.
Who knew that Herman didn’t answer Ann’s question, but suddenly walked over to Saul who was communicating with the giant bird Throw.
“Master.”
“Hmm?” Saul slightly sidled his head, his hand still smoothing down Throw’s feathers. Herman gathered his courage, “I’ll just stay inside your journal for this outing.”
Saul’s movements stopped and he looked sideways at Herman squarely.
Herman’s gaze was filled with determination, “My current strength can only barely be considered a first-order sorcerer, my knowledge is not as broad as Agu’s, and my combat power is even less than Ann’s. So I’ll stay in the diary. So I’ll stay in the diary, maybe I can help you.”
“No need!”
Saul suddenly interrupted Herman in a raw manner.
“I don’t need any more sacrifices from any of you.”
His voice was equally firm.
Ann bit her lip suddenly, something hard in her heart.
In fact, she, along with Agu, Herman, and the vanished predecessor Morton, were all dead people with no future.
It was difficult for them to raise their strength, and they could only rely on external objects, or Saul’s research.
Often times, Ann also feels like she is someone without a future. That’s why she lost interest in many of the things she loved in life.
Although Herman’s request today was a bit sudden, Ann had to admit that occasionally she actually had such thoughts.
Remaining in the diary might still be a way to contribute when her master needed it.
Or life.
But today, she suddenly realized that Saul didn’t think of them as expendable.
Unlike the later black pages.
They had accompanied Saul as he grew from a first level apprentice to the present day, and even if there had been conflicts, they had long since faded into long-lasting companionship.
Ann puffed out her chest, and for some reason, suddenly had more motivation to live.
She walked forward and wrapped her arms around Sol, then rubbed and rubbed and rubbed.
Saul’s mood was originally a little bleak due to the thought of Morton, but was instantly broken by Ann’s actions.
“What are you doing again?”
Ann deliberately said coyly, “Master, if you have any needs on the way, you can talk to Ann, yo.”
Saul twitched his mouth in disgust and jerked down one of Ann’s small white hands.
“Heh, there’s no need to rush, you’ll have your hands full in the future.”
Saul finished speaking, and directly took the three consciousnesses back into his diary.
Although he wouldn’t let these people stay in the diary for a long time anymore, it was convenient to put them in occasionally.
It was also quiet.
Thor jumped onto Throw’s back.
The big beautiful bird with pale yellow feathers stretched its wings.
The length of the huge feathered wings fully expanded had already exceeded the diameter of the entire round platform.
When it vibrated its wings in an attempt to fly, its shadow elongated by the rising sun was projected on the ground with a majestic aura that covered the sky.
Marsh, who was planting mushrooms under the wizard tower, put down the small shovel in his hand and straightened his back.
Gaga Drum, a halfling carrying a huge traveling bag outside the mushroom forest, stops and tilts his head.
Inside the newly constructed city of Rheinland, Brando, who is buzzing and arguing with the other wizards, looks in the direction of the wizard’s tower and pushes up his helmet.
Throw took off, startling nearly every wizard in the neighborhood.
The news that the only Third Order wizard currently in No Man’s Land was about to leave his quarters gradually spread.
Then the news that Saul was leaving the Sorcerer’s Tower for the first time in half a year after his promotion quickly spread even farther.
However, these people delivering the news didn’t know that after Saul boarded the giant bird Throwing Throw and left in front of everyone, he quickly disappeared from the bird’s back, leaving only a shadow behind that flew off into the distance.
Instead, the disappearing Saul was a flash and appeared near the old manor that hadn’t been visited for a long time.
He told Throwback to continue flying southwest, and that he himself would meet up at the entrance of the Drooping Hand Valley a few days later.
When Saul instantly landed, a silhouette walked out from the interior of the Old Day Manor.
It was none other than Eddie, the first-ranked sorcerer who had been saved twice by Saul.
“Lord Tower Master.” He respectfully saluted Saul, the bottom of his eyes burning like flames.
(End of chapter)