White Cardamom Farm.
At this moment, as the starlight of the Sky-Filling Battle Tree dimmed, the entire space began to collapse. First came the L1 layer, with the highest energy level, followed by the L2 layer, with a medium energy level, and finally the L3 layer, with the lowest energy level—the area where Locke and the others were.
The entire space of White Cardamom Farm began to fall apart.
The three layers of space shattered simultaneously. This Key Laboratory, which had depended on the Sky-Filling Battle Tree to exist, had survived for tens of thousands of years, but had finally reached the end of its lifespan.
At the same time, high above the small world, Moromota Wizard looked at the ring on his left hand. His eyes lit up. Under the influence of his thoughts, he seemed to see the phantom of his wife, Planknia. She stood before him, smiling, graceful and poised, and extended a slender hand toward him.
Moromota Wizard hurriedly took her hand.
"Miss Planknia, don't leave me. Where are you? Where are you now?"
The phantom extended her left hand and placed her index finger against her lips. Then, still smiling, she extended her hand and pointed at the Marriage Ring worn on Moromota Wizard's finger.
The ring was suffused with the power of love.
Moromota Wizard lowered his head and looked at the ring on his finger. When two wizards truly loved each other, rather than being together for profit, that love would possess magic.
This was the fundamental magical principle behind the Marriage Rings of the Red Dragon Throne and the Rose Throne.
This magic was a bond, a connection between two souls. At this moment, Moromota Wizard closed his eyes. "I understand what you mean, Miss Planknia."
"I'll never let the tragedy of