Jiang Shaojun

Both humans and Demonic Beasts knew that Xu Fang wasn't any so-called neutral arbiter.

He was biased, always firmly on humanity's side. He didn't hide it, either, and had his own set of arguments to justify it.

But what left the public at a loss was that this young Mage God, who had always been outspoken and loved the limelight, had unexpectedly gone quiet for a while.

From Councilors down to Muggles, nobody had heard of him making a move.

The Emperors around the world, on the other hand, had been quite sensible about putting their affairs in order.

The Sea Monster clans of the Pacific had retreated, building folded spaces beyond humanity's reach where they could live and multiply in peace. They were also very sensible about fighting among themselves, constantly wearing each other down.

The Demon Race in the Qinling Mountains had also migrated on a massive scale, returning to Kunlun while Military Mages watched in shock. A curtain of snow descended from the heavens, blocking the only way through. Its level was so high that even Monarchs struggled to pass.

The mists in the Amazon rainforest had grown thicker, but humans who wandered in no longer became half a corpse hanging from a tree. Instead, they would wander around until they found their way back to the exit.

Even the snow in the Alps had changed its ways. It no longer gathered up and went down to visit the little towns below; instead, it clung to the mountainside as firmly as cement.

Of course, there were exceptions.

The Antarctic Mage Corps, for instance, had reported seeing something wearing ice armor on that eternally frozen continent... a corpse?

And Egyptian Mages had regarded the huge new pyramids, which had sprung up like chives, as a grave threat. Yet