Collecting Materials

The Kunwu Divine Tree glanced at Dole, then at Vasili, and gradually vanished into the void.

Back when he had chosen to follow the Glory Wizard Alliance, it was precisely because Vasili possessed the potential to advance as a spatial wizard. Now, it seemed that the Flame Parasol Tree's judgment had been sound as well—Dole, too, appeared to possess that potential.

Over the long years, they had seen far too many geniuses—human and Magic Beast alike—yet all of them had ultimately vanished into the river of history.

Who were the ones left behind in the end? All were geniuses possessed of formidable research ability, such as Vasili, Magic Old Man, and that one from the Northern Kingdom.

After reaching level nine, one could rely on one's immense power to tear open this world and travel to other worlds. But plant-type lifeforms were more likely to perish when breaking through space and heading to another world, so they did not dare take such risks.

Although one could also traverse space at level seven, the odds of perishing were far too great—almost certain death.

They would see in the future. In any case, the years ahead were still long.

In the underground space, within the separate space constructed by Dole, Magic Old Man, and Vasili.

The three sat before a table radiating white light, with one magic pattern after another spread out before them.

Vasili was in high spirits, his gaze blazing. "We recently found several more spatial magic patterns inside the Spatial Calamity Pearls. They all possess powerful attributes, and they're all here. Now let's see what you have."

Magic Old Man also stared at Dole. This fellow definitely had good things, or he would not have come running over the moment he was invited.

Dole smiled. "Babel Tower is