"Some things aren't worth overthinking." After the high-level meeting at the Death Temple ended, Woerta rode the Fanged Evil Dragon over to Rogge and said.
Rogge, clad in a Gray Magic Robe, wore a faintly bitter smile.
Woerta covered his face once more beneath the armor of the Deity Set.
With a resounding roar from the Fanged Evil Dragon, the Dominator-class dragon beast carried Woerta toward the starry expanse of the Silver Soul World beyond the Eternal Kingdom.
The war in the Silver Soul Star Region had not yet completely ended. At least, until the Evil Tide Civilization offered benefits sufficient to fill the stomachs of these Undead Creatures, the war here would not truly draw to a close.
Thus, Woerta and Rogge would not be leaving the Silver Soul Star Region anytime soon.
But anyone with eyes could see that the coming war in the Silver Soul World would not last much longer.
The only question was where the future of Wizard Civilization Dominators like Woerta and Rogge, along with the Undead Element Dominators of the Silver Soul World, would lead.
Though the tree wished for calm, the wind would not cease. Amid the vast tide of the Star Realm, where so many civilizations were locked in chaotic war, it was clearly no easy task for any civilization or individual to preserve themselves alone.
The end of the war against the Evil Tide did not mean that Woerta, Rogge, and the Undead Element Dominators of the Silver Soul World, including Silver Knight, could now rest easy and enjoy peace.
Even fiercer storms, wars with even deeper consequences, and even more epoch-defining upheavals might emerge next!
The peace that had appeared in the Silver Soul World following the end of the Magic Tide War was only temporary!
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