The entire world was shrouded in a vast expanse of white.
At that moment, the Heavenly Frost Worm had already slipped out of the wizard tower and burrowed into the boundless snowstorm.
At the top of the wizard tower.
Dole's true body was sorting through the meteorites.
Not all meteorites were useful. Some were pure metal, some were jumbled mixtures, and some were composed of even more complex substances. He needed to classify them all, organize them, and pick out whatever was useful to him.
Searching outer space was a highly technical undertaking. He could not afford to be like last time—wasting a great deal of materials only to end up with a half-finished product. This time, Dole intended to draw on his experience and personally modify the wizard formation, finalizing the finished construct.
He planned to make a trip into the void himself, take a proper look at what the world outside was like, and then determine the final structure and composition of the wizard formation.
This world was deeply mysterious. Up to now, Dole felt that all he had ever seen was merely the tip of the iceberg.
After closing his eyes, countless magic runes slowly flowed through his sea of consciousness. He selected the runes one by one and arranged them into a magic rune formation, slowly deducing it. The next moment, the formation collapsed, and he began again. This repeated over and over.
Dole possessed the wizard formations given to him by the Orbis Glory Wizard Alliance, but those had ultimately been devised by others. Whether they truly worked was uncertain. At the very least, after all these years, they had found very few useful spaces.
Although the Maze World had been discovered by them and had likewise been immensely useful to Dole—one could say that