<h1>A Brutal Battle</h1>
"Then let's begin!"
On the lowest level of what had once been the Breg Family's underground headquarters, an old man spoke to the people behind him. Three Inches of the World
This old man was a blond, blue-eyed Englishman. He looked frail and weak, giving off an extremely fragile impression, as though even the wind could blow him over.
But in truth, this old man was a powerful Magic Saint.
Among magicians, the eighth grade was the Magic King, while ninth-grade magicians were Magic Emperors.
Thus, a so-called Magic Saint was a Tenth-tier Magician.
Johnny Brested!
The strongest expert of the Brested Family, one of the ancient families of the magical world.
No one knew just how powerful Johnny Brested truly was, but one thing was certain: as early as a hundred years ago, Johnny Brested, then the old patriarch of the Brested Family, had already been a formidable Magic Saint.
Now, a century later, he had appeared once again after most people believed him dead. His strength was likely far beyond that of an ordinary Magic Saint.
In fact, that could be seen from this operation alone.
For this operation, whether they were Magic Saints, Martial Saints, or Ability Saints, all followed his lead.
In an operation like this, the strongest person naturally took command.
At Magic Saint Johnny's command, everyone's expressions turned vigilant.
At this moment, all the personnel participating in this operation had gathered here. More than fourteen hundred people stood assembled, staring solemnly at the deep pit not far away.
"Move out!"
Johnny swept his hand, and dozens of Magic Kings and wind-type Ability Users within the crowd instantly cast wind-type magic and abilities.
At once, all fourteen hundred-plus people felt their bodies grow light as they began descending into the deep pit.