The old man glanced around and said slowly, "All of you rank nines, come with me to the border. I reckon the battlefield will be chosen in the wilderness north of the North Plains Mountain Range. We can go watch the show. The Shaman God Family has been reaching a little too far these past few years. If possible, we can give them a blow."
From elsewhere in the royal palace, two voices rang out in unison.
"As you command, Ancestor."
The two immediately appeared in the palace courtyard. Then, from the Wizard Tower complex behind them, a Wizard Tower rose into the air and slowly descended before the three of them. Afterward, it lifted off again, steadily climbing until it swiftly vanished beyond the horizon.
Nightmare Forest.
Several rank nines who had not entered slumber were likewise looking in that direction. Even from thousands of kilometers away, the powerful fluctuations of the death rules could stir unease in one's heart.
After exchanging words, the many rank nines quickly understood what had happened.
Before long, several rank nines took flight toward the edge of Nightmare Forest.
Among them was the high priest of the forest elves.
Dole's avatar also sensed the situation around him at this moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Only after reaching rank nine did he realize just how small this world was. Unless he made use of the traits of the ancient Ten Extraordinary Insects, every move he made could be sensed wherever he went.
Even from tens of thousands of kilometers away, disturbances in the power of rules could easily be detected.
There was no secrecy to speak of at all.
Terror Ivan of the Far North had never left the Far North for other places precisely because his trail could so