Polak was a native-born Black Magician of the Davier Region. He possessed Rank Two strength and was sixteen hundred years old this year.
His experiences as a Black Wizard Apprentice in his youth had made Polak different from ordinary people. He was a ruthless Black Magician whose cowardice concealed madness and a bloodthirsty nature.
Polak's cowardly side only showed itself before beings stronger than him.
For example, the Black Magic mentor he had encountered in his youth; the several Third-Level Great Magicians who had once been renowned throughout the Davier Region; and the present Ash Holy Tower...
Yes, the Ash Holy Tower—the colossal entity now hanging over the heads of countless ordinary Black Magicians in the Davier Region.
Ever since the Ash Holy Tower had successfully established itself in the Davier Region over a hundred years ago, the number of Black Magicians in this territory had begun to plummet. Even Black Magician Activities had become increasingly scarce.
In merely one hundred and twenty years, Master Polak had already changed his residence three times. Now, he was about to move for the fourth time.
Polak could not understand why those hidden Third-Level Black Magicians of the Davier Region refused to act.
If those famous, top-tier Black Magicians made a move, Polak firmly believed that ordinary Black Magicians who, like himself, had long been "oppressed" by the Ash Holy Tower would pounce upon it like starving wolves, tearing into the Holy Tower's fresh flesh.
Those Black Magicians would not assault the Holy Tower's main body. That would be no different from courting death.
But they would disrupt and destroy the other areas around the Ash Holy Tower, especially those several Floating Skyports that were nearing completion. Polak had already dreamed several times of rushing in and making a fortune through plunder.
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