Air of Decline

Once they left this place, quite a few people would probably set their sights on his Wizard Tower.

Yuno's heart was full of worry for Dole. The Alexander Family, the Shaman God Family, and the Glory Royal Family—once they received the news, they would likely immediately eye Dole like tigers stalking their prey.

But Dole seemed unconcerned, so Yuno did not say much.

After the four chatted for a while, they fell silent and began recovering their strength.

Although they had already cleared out this central area, it would still take some time to reach a suitable position. They hurried to recover while they had the chance, especially Dole and Aixi, whose experiments had consumed a great deal of mental power and who urgently needed to replenish it.

The people in the passageway had all left, and it had grown dim. None of them cast a Light Spell. The surroundings were dark and quiet—so quiet that only breathing could be heard.

No one knew how much time had passed when Daphne suddenly raised her head and said, "All right, they're ready. Let's prepare to make our move."

Dole and the other two opened their eyes and looked into the depths of the passageway. All four raised their mental power to its peak.

The final battle had begun. It would probably only take one wave to end it. Thinking this, Dole looked at Yuno beside him.

"What is the Edward Family's trump card?"

Now that they had reached the final stage, Dole wanted to know what they had planned.

Yuno had not expected Dole to ask that. She said, "Our family prepared two methods in all—one is me, and the other is my cousin. Each of us brought a scroll personally made by an eighth-level Wizard. Mine is Deep Blue Ice,