Twenty years later.
It seemed the Metal Destroyer Civilization had indeed neared the brink of collapse. Even though Green and his party had drawn so close to the Cosmic Great World and, according to their information coordinates, would reach its edge in a few days, they had still not encountered any large-scale patrol legions capable of threatening them.
One had to know that when the Metal Destroyer Civilization and the Wizard Civilization had once been locked in a fierce stalemate, the Void World had practically been a forbidden land for wizards. In the countless Void battles against the Metal Destroyer Civilization, the Wizard World had won few and lost many, suffering grievous casualties. Green had experienced it firsthand.
Yet now, after traveling through the void all the way from the Functional Crystal World and covering such a distance, Ye Mingyue, the Stigmata Sorcerer skilled in calculating spatial coordinates, could almost sense the spacetime disturbance waves of the Cosmic Great World within the void—yet they still had not found any large Void legions!
"Damn it, we're already at their doorstep and there isn't a single patrol legion? Has the Metal Destroyer Civilization been beaten into such a pathetic state?"
Little Eight grumbled from Green's shoulder, clearly finding it rather unbelievable as well.
"Several centuries have passed since the battle at the Wizard World. They mobilized so many Destroyers to attack the Wizard World, yet failed to achieve the result they wanted. Meanwhile, the Wizard World merely had its True Spirit Sorcerers return to defend it, while the many Alliance Overlords remained on the front lines. I imagine the First Ring True Spirit Sorcerer has already arranged for those Overlords to clear out the important worlds. Going back and forth like this, the Metal Destroyer Civilization should be completely without hope now."