Flirting

The Void World was terrifying. In all the information Dole had obtained, the dangers of the Void ranked first. Whether from Bal's personal account or the records of the Glory Wizard Alliance, the Void was incomparably dangerous. Once entered, survival was a one-in-nine chance.

According to the Glory Wizard Alliance's records, only wizards who had remained at level nine for many years, unable to comprehend laws on their own, with no path forward and their lifespans nearing their end, would choose to venture in and see whether they could find other, higher worlds.

It was a choice born of utter desperation, the final resort.

The safest method was to join the Radiance Church or the Empire and leave through a true cross-world magic array. But that would only send them to the Dark Divine Realm or the Light Divine Realm, where even their faith would no longer be their own. Unless someone was especially terrified of death, almost no one would be foolish enough to use their magic arrays.

In this world, those who knew the most about realms beyond this one were these two great faiths. No one else could compare—not even the Glory Wizard Alliance.

On the third day, Dole received news. After communicating with the surrounding danger zones, Vasili openly headed northwest in person, and the experiment was put on hold. Meanwhile, Shallow Moon Patriarch quietly went north as well, preparing to contact the Imperial Mage Corps of the Northern Kingdom.

The matter of dealing with the Nightmare Empire could not be delayed. This was no longer the concern of a single family, or even a single race.

Dole also breathed a sigh of relief. The Glory Wizard Alliance had finally stopped bothering him, and he could relax a little.

On the fourth day, Dole received more