Ryan was in the south, looking over the news that had come from the north.
With the Mage Tower as its center, the legendary magical formation arranged by the Wind Emperor had repelled the attack of ten legends from Spring Forest in a manner that shocked the entire world.
This was a tale more legendary than legends themselves, leaving countless people dumbfounded.
Ryan knew a little more—namely, the matter of the price.
A legendary mage was powerful enough, but facing ten legends who were not watered down carried terrifying risks. To establish the name of the Sera Kingdom, that king had staked every bit of his foundation on it.
He had indeed repelled ten legends, but such a heavy price did not allow for a second chance. As for this time, no one knew how long it could last. Among those ten legends, some were lightly wounded and some heavily; the lightly wounded would soon be able to continue fighting, and even the heavily wounded were not completely stripped of combat strength.
The existence of ten legends placed even greater pressure on Ryan, but in the Sera king's reply to him, he also stated that he could hold them off.
He could hold them off.
God only knew how deeply those few words shook Ryan.
"The empire has ten consecrated experts, and that Lord Eternal Silence even froze Deities for an instant during the war in Hot Spring Province." If Deities could be frozen, then what about ten legends? No one would think that a greater number of legends could compare to Deities.
The Wind Emperor's strength was beyond doubt, but the empire had ten of them. Even if King MacReynolds ranked among the top three, the empire still had ten. "As long as he can hold them off, that's