Wizard World, the boundless Underground Abyss shrouded in darkness.
Black clouds and mist hung high in the sky, blotting out the heavens and sun. Winds and clouds churned as though the world had fallen into endless night.
Chilling winds swept across the ground. Wisps of smoke from Abyss Moss gathered through the cracks between mountains and rocks, gradually forming a curtain of clouds, continuously drawn toward the Holy Tower Arena deep underground.
Crackle! Crackle! Crackle...
After a bolt of lightning exploded from thin air, electric arcs twisted the light and darkness from every direction toward it, emitting wave after wave of ominous frequency sounds. Green briefly appeared amid an elemental teleportation. His Three-Colored Light Eyes swept over the low-level wizards on the ground, who gazed up at his appearance in awe. Then, with another lightning-arc elemental teleportation, he vanished in a flash without a trace.
"Mentor, which Sacred Mark Grand Wizard just passed by? That was terrifying! My marmot was scared unconscious!"
Cold sweat drenched his back. The old wizard drew a sharp breath and swallowed with a "gulp," saying uncertainly, "Th-this... it was too distant just now. Even I cannot tell which master passed by. But judging from that aura, it should have been an elemental wizard from the surface."
His eyes ringed with bloodshot veins, the old wizard naturally did not dare voice the answer in his heart. That pair of Day-Night Wings had been far too unmistakable. Perhaps they merely looked alike?
Three-Star Holy Tower Arena.
After years of development, the Three-Star Holy Tower had gradually become the center of the Underground Abyss. All because of Ashura's existence!
Although he had been defeated in his struggle for power against the First-generation Wizard King, the acting Wizard King had been a great sage of broad mind. Not only