"Which great wizard had descended, causing such slaughter in an attempt to turn the tide of the Academy War?"
Green gazed at the countless wizard corpses strewn across the ground, ravines crisscrossing the land. He muttered gravely, as though recalling himself from several centuries ago.
Back then, he had likewise changed the war situation at Sky City's Superconducting Light Mechanical Wizard Academy through such brutally violent slaughter.
"So much killing, and yet it was at the forefront of a war between civilizations."
Green's sigh did not interest Little Eight. The deaths of a few hundred wizards meant nothing to him. He remained wholly absorbed in studying a new batch of Second-Ring Holy Tower specialty nuts he had acquired.
"After all, full-scale war preparations haven't officially begun yet. It's probably some newly risen great wizard of the Wizard World making a move to gather resources. If he doesn't stir up a few earthshaking events, how could he raise legendary storms in the Wizard World?"
With a crack, Little Eight crushed the nut in his mouth and grunted, "A few centuries ago, didn't you also go through such slaughter before your great name spread through the Wizard World?"
"Mm."
Green nodded and sighed. He no longer paid attention to the war between Miststorm Wizard Academy and Mystery's Hand Wizard Academy. Riding the Mystery's Myriad-Headed Bird, he continued flying toward the Second-Ring Holy Tower.
The Second-Ring True Spirit Wizard, who regarded Wizard Coins as True Spirit offerings, had given Ruined City a human style vastly different from that of other Holy Towers.
Second-Ring Ruined City had been expanded from the ruins of Sky City, which had fallen in ancient times. Metal houses stood everywhere across the ground, all gray and drab, making the place somewhat uncomfortable to behold.
In order to preserve