Ten days later.
The Golden Giant had shed all its colorful camouflage. Standing behind Milly, it said, "I can hardly wait to see that evil sprite struggling in my palm. Ice Age Great Wizard, just how much longer must we wait?"
"I have nearly discerned the essence of its life. Each time it sacrifices itself, its strength grows, and when that self-sacrificial offering ends is when it is at its weakest. Our chances will be better then. Since my potion has already stained its body, as long as it has not left the space-time of the Dimensional Esophagus, it cannot escape my tracking. Let it finish its offering completely."
Milly's confidence somewhat eased the Golden Giant's concerns.
Another ten days passed. The silverized exiles had all vanished into the Dimensional Esophagus. Though disappointed, those who had not been chosen were still filled with boundless expectation, hoping that they themselves would become the lucky ones next time. Gradually, they dispersed.
Within the lingering black mist circling overhead, the Yingu Warlock vanished as well after silverizing and rebirthing these exiles.
Just as it had appeared before, the Yingu Warlock emerged from nothingness and returned to nothingness. Yet across hundreds or thousands of years, it existed in the world only briefly, all for the true form of the final master of the Dimensional Esophagus!
On the ground, Milly, who had witnessed this scene, raised the Absolute Zero Magic Staff and turned away. A string of frosty footprints remained on the ground as she said in a low voice, "It's time."
A trace of nervous anticipation surfaced at the Golden Giant's lips as it followed Milly down into the abyss.
A wizard's laboratory, experimental bench, and altar were the most basic standard tools. Even the Ice Age Stigmata Great Wizard, who was only