Magnetic Separation World.
Magnetic Separation ore floating in the turbulent layer was this world's specialty resource.
Azure-white clouds drifted beneath the blazing sun. Every so often, groups of three to five wizards flashed past, driving a dozen or so slave monsters toward the horizon, or several metal robots and ****** fighter jets streaked by.
Unlike those worlds where Void Motherships and Space Fortresses constantly waged large-scale struggles against one another, Magnetic Separation World lay on the fringe of the contest between the two great civilizations. It was merely a small world where both sides infiltrated one another, exerting influence through low-level troops.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three dark wizards flashed past. In a world where no Space Fortress had descended, Wizard Shields without the blessing of Wizard's Will made the scattered combat style of dark wizards far more flexible than the large-scale legions of light wizards.
At that moment, the three wizards sped forward against the wind, their broad wizard robes fluttering loudly. Their deep, wise, savage eyes stared solemnly at the boundless darkness rising from the distant sea.
"Was it a plan from the Metal Destroyer Civilization? Or a natural mutation in this world? Could it be the influence of some powerful outsider?"
The old witch muttered heavily, then opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of murky yellow liquid with a "wah."
The liquid quickly gathered into a grotesque infant's head. It let out a chilling "hee hee hee" laugh, while its lower body was that of a fly, its translucent wings buzzing at high speed.
"Hee hee hee, what would you like me to do for you?"
The infant head's laughter was utterly terrifying.
"Go. See what is happening at the center of that darkness, and what secret lies beneath the sea."
With a buzz, the