The Lightning Faction's Request

The next Rule Wizard was brought before the Spirit Flower by another high-level Lightning Faction wizard using Teleportation, where he observed the Spirit Flower and enjoyed its gift.

Only then did Abel truly come to his senses. Standing there, he finally saw the Spirit Flower clearly.

When he had just stood before the Spirit Flower, his soul had been affected by its fragrance. In his eyes, the Spirit Flower had appeared as a dreamy, illusory white radiance—perhaps the most beautiful form his soul could imagine. At that moment, that had been the Spirit Flower's appearance.

No wonder legends claimed that the Spirit Flower was the most beautiful flower on the Central Continent. Perhaps when each person approached it, they saw a different appearance—whatever was most beautiful in their heart.

After Abel awoke, he looked at the Spirit Flower again from a distance and discovered that it had twelve slender white petals. At the top of each petal was a thin, elongated tendril. The tendrils curled like dragon whiskers, with faint arcs of electricity flashing across them.

Surrounded by the twelve slender white petals, the pale-yellow stamen held several droplets of nectar that looked like sparkling gems. Such a beautiful flower stood out exceptionally against the charred-black branches and the dark surroundings of the Land of Thunderfall.

Beauty required contrast. How could such a flower blooming in the Land of Thunderfall not seem peerlessly gorgeous?

One guest after another was brought before the Spirit Flower by the high-level Lightning Faction wizards and then brought back. Even the Rule Wizards among them remained immersed in the Spirit Flower's influence on their return.

High-level Wizard Hailam also returned from beside the Spirit Flower. An elderly high-level Lightning Faction wizard appeared before it. This might have been that high-level wizard's final chance. A single