Plane Lord!

Valon put away the Life Tablet and looked at Merlin with a complicated expression. "There's a Land of Glory beside Mobata World?" he asked slowly.

Valon did not fully understand, but he had learned enough about Mobata World to know that there was only one true Plane: the Land of Glory. Mobata World was merely attached to it.

"Yes. Everyone in the Land of Glory is like me—a Spellcaster!"

Merlin opened his mouth, but there were things he left unsaid. Now that Mobata World's seal was gone, its people could reach both the Land of Glory and the Void Realm.

If they entered the Land of Glory, conflict would follow. The two peoples might have the same origins, but they had developed into different civilizations. Expecting one civilization to accept another as an equal was wishful thinking.

Such a conflict was inevitable in the foreseeable future, and Merlin did not want to see it happen.

Unless he could take control of the Planar Origin Orumba had left behind and seal the passage between the two worlds completely. Then Mobata World's people could only enter the Void Realm. Reaching the Land of Glory from there would be impossible: the three Supreme Arcane Mages had sealed it. Even a Supreme Existence like the Light God Lord could not force his way in, much less the people of Mobata World.

"How vast is the Void Realm?"

After a long silence, Valon asked the question.

"How vast is the Void Realm?"

Merlin smiled. He understood what Valon meant. "The Void Realm is vast beyond imagination. Even Supreme Existences don't know its full extent. It contains countless Planes, and the Spellcaster Civilization ventured into it long ago. We now hold hundreds of millions of Planes. If the people of Mobata World want to enter it,