"Mentor, we have arrived near the Desert Evil Emperor Great World."
The Desert Evil Emperor had once been one of the Wizard Alliance's endless sovereigns. He had fallen during the Third Civilization War. Cappuccino's report drew Green's tri-colored gaze away from the laboratory bench. He glanced at the Wizard Alliance territory map and found the coordinates.
Little Eight rolled about in boredom, spread its wings, and stretched lazily.
"Has there been no reaction from the Wizard World? Your mentor is going back to become the Ancestor of the Wizards, not some ten-ring wizard. Why is there not even a hint of excitement!?"
Green shot Little Eight a glance, pushed it aside, and took the eyeball it had been kicking about from its claws. In a low voice, he said, "This biological specimen is important. It is not a ball for you to kick around. If you have nothing to do, go find Milly. Tell her I have prepared tomorrow's dinner."
Caw!?
The moment Little Eight heard the word dinner, it immediately perked up and scampered out of Green's laboratory.
Green secured the Nightmare Strange Butterfly eyeball specimen back onto its stand and muttered, "I wonder how An Tuximo is doing. Judging from the Source of Magic in his Annihilation Wizard Tower, he truly has not fallen. The Great Annihilation Rule..."
Then Green said to Cappuccino, "Understood. Inform me at once if anything happens on the Wizard World's side."
After Cappuccino left, Green resumed his experiment.
By now, this Nightmare Strange Butterfly specimen had been dismantled into more than a dozen pieces. Green had no need for its wings, limbs, body, antennae, and so on. What he needed was the secret behind this Nightmare Strange Butterfly's spiritual power exceeding 1024 points. It had to lie within its skull!
Its soul consciousness