A great world was indeed a great world. After deciding to launch a large-scale invasion, in just fifteen days, Dole had learned more than he had in over a decade in Elfa World.
Only advanced knowledge and advanced magic patterns remained beyond his full grasp due to the lockdown.
Therefore, Dole set his sights on various secret organizations. Through the various Dream Seeds, he had learned quite a bit about dark Wizards, hidden factions, and even underground churches.
To Dole, it was simply eye-opening.
This world not only had the side displayed in the light, but also a side hidden in the darkness.
Time slowly passed, and spring gradually arrived.
Inside the Wizard Tower, Dole let out a sigh of relief after brewing the Thunderstorm Potion. At the same time, a knock slowly sounded from the door.
He did not even need to look; his expression immediately darkened. Aphelius was standing outside. After working together several times, they now knew what sort of person the other was. This fellow was a classic layabout—he avoided showing his face whenever possible unless there was profit to be had.
The door slowly opened, and Aphelius walked in with a calm expression. He looked at Dole, then turned and shut the door behind him.
He remained by the entrance rather than venturing too far inside. This place was rather frightening, with all kinds of experimental vessels and apparatuses strewn across the floor. Who knew whether there was danger among them? After looking around for a while, he covered his mouth and activated his protective barrier.
Seeing this, Dole expressionlessly said, "Aphelius, what brings you here this time?"
Covering his mouth, Aphelius stammered, "I'd like to ask you for a favor?"
Dole blinked, finding it somewhat amusing. "In my current state, I don't even dare