The avatar of an extraterrestrial creature was far too powerful.
At that moment, Shallow Moon Patriarch glanced at Dole, deep envy rising in her heart. After a moment, she finally called loudly to Vasili in the distance, "Congratulations to President Vasili on advancing to level nine."
Only then did those around them remember that today's main character was President Vasili. They all turned their heads and fixed their gazes on him.
"Congratulations to President Vasili on advancing to level nine! May the Glory Wizard Alliance prosper! May the Glory Empire prosper!"
Their voices were loud and sonorous, ringing across the entire land.
Vasili's figure flashed, vanishing from where he stood. When he appeared again in another flash, he was already nearby.
He smiled faintly and gave a slight salute to those around him. "The joy is mutual, the joy is mutual. The Glory Wizard Alliance is my home. Unless some other opportunity arises in the future, I will remain in the Glory Wizard Alliance. You are all welcome to come trouble me."
The people around him felt heavy-hearted.
After advancing to level eight, one ought to seek a path beyond level nine. Thus, many had gone to other worlds. Yet many were unwilling to venture out, because spatial teleportation was simply too dangerous. Nor did they wish to go to worlds controlled by the Light Holy See or the Dark Holy See. Tearing open space to travel to another world was itself fraught with uncertainty.
Now that President Vasili had entered level nine through the path of space, could they find a suitable space and set up an ultra-long-distance spatial teleportation array?
Thus, as soon as Vasili said this, a level-eight wizard spoke up in a clear voice. "Since President Vasili has mastered the path of space, we naturally must