Floating World, the floating palace above the City of Truth.
At the center of this circular hall, made entirely of obsidian, stood a signal tower over thirty meters tall, surrounded by crystals. Eighteen signal receivers stood around the tower.
At this moment, a large number of City of Truth staff members were sending messages through the signal receivers to the major wizard organizations.
"Yes, please evacuate the vicinity of the coast for now. If possible, please also pass this news on to the nearby Romans Family."
"...Please notify the ordinary humans under your jurisdiction. It would be best if they do not go outside, yes, yes..."
"Mr. Antonio? City Lord Muse is in seclusion? City Lord Rosen is also occupied? All right, then please have Mr. Antonio pass the message along..."
"We have said all there is to say. If you are unwilling to leave, that is fine, but bear the consequences yourselves."
"..."
All manner of conversations rang chaotically through the hall. Under normal circumstances, such a sight would never be seen. Only when something major happened would this scene appear.
And now, something major had indeed happened. The news had even been brought back personally by the Light-Chasing Speaker. Thus, these staff members did not dare slack off in the slightest, transmitting the intelligence and information to every organization through the signal tower.
Generally speaking, wizard organizations cooperated with their work throughout the process. It was instead some obscure small wizard families or lone wizards who, for various reasons, felt that this was exaggerated, or did not believe it at all. Perhaps it was personal contrarianism, perhaps simply a matter of limited vision... That much was manageable. Worse still, some signal towers connected to people of unknown identity, who merely gave sinister chuckles without stating their position at