The white Wizard Ship representing the Winter World had a streamlined metallic hull etched with technological patterns. Residual heat lingered in its separated main cannon ports, sending white smoke into the surrounding sand with a sizzling hiss.
Under the impact of such immense power, the raging black sandstorm gradually subsided, revealing the figure suspended within it. Blond-haired and strikingly handsome, he stood two meters tall. He opened his eyes, revealing blood-red irises of an eerie beauty.
In the combat conference room projected by the Five Great Forces, Wizard Fansheng, seated at the head, was the most excited. He slammed a hand onto the table. Though there was no physical contact, the sound still carried. Looking at Wizard Baisheng, who sat with his arms folded and an aloof expression, he said, "The Winter Mighty Spirit Cannon truly is extraordinary. It shattered his natural turtle shell in one strike. Let's see how arrogant he can be now."
"Next, it's time for the Eternal Blazing Sun to shine. As for the rest of you, please hold the line."
"If the plan succeeds, the Eternal Blazing Sun will deserve the greatest credit." The purple-robed wizard, Tongtian, smiled faintly. "With your strength, Wizard Fansheng, capturing a mere Andersen should be effortless."
The Cosmic Wizard offered similar flattery. "We await your good news, Wizard Fansheng."
Wizard Aix said nothing, quietly watching the others.
Success or failure would have little impact on the Crimson Academy.
The Nightmare Wizard had already exceeded both Wizard Aix's and the Wizard Venerable Emperor's expectations.
The Crimson Academy would surely flourish. Its future was bright.
This plan was more about securing further progress on their own paths as wizards, rather than anything concerning the Crimson Academy as a whole.
Most of its wizards knew nothing of the specifics.
Only a few senior