"Cough, cough, cough..."
Flung out of the Third-Ring Holy Tower's territory by a slap from the Black Witch King, Green took quite a while to recover in the crater before gradually getting back to his feet.
It was clear that the Black Witch King had not intended to injure Green.
A flicker of spacetime rippled over his shoulder, and Little Eight poked its head out of the Dimension Gap. All around them were the smooth concave walls of the crater Green had gouged into the continent upon impact. The dust cloud that had soared into the sky and blotted out the sun was now gradually dispersing.
"Wow, Green Beast, where are we?"
Leaning on the Extreme Abyss Magic Staff, Green rose into the air on the power of the elements. After sensing the surrounding spacetime coordinates and confirming his position, the three-colored eyes beneath the Face of Truth flickered as he said in a low voice, "So powerful. No wonder he was able to span past and present and endure within the Wizard World. The Black Witch King's power has likely reached a higher realm beyond comprehension."
"Isn't that obvious? If the Black Witch King didn't have some real skill, would that old fellow have let him be back when he was at the glorious peak of creating the Fate Lever? He would've declared war long ago!"
After grumbling, Little Eight asked, "What now? Back to the secret realm?"
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Just then, an earthshaking tremor came from the frozen region of winter rules at the Third-Ring Holy Tower. It was the overlapping ground of the Nightmare Bone Demon World, the Metal Destroyer Civilization's last hope, the core region where they sought to bring a third-party force into the War of Civilization. Even Green, so far from the battlefield,