Red Moon's First Stirring

Green was busy deepening his fusion with the sun and obtaining World Sovereignty in the Ice World, while the East Coast Wizards' attention was likewise focused on developing the Ice World.

The influx of resources made all the Wizards across the East Coast dance with joy.

In such a feverish atmosphere, within the ordinary residential district of the Six-Ring Tower, Wizards and ordinary people came and went along a bustling street. The blue crystal pillars surrounding it meant ordinary people no longer had to avoid the Wizards' radiation.

Beside every Wizard on this street stood a mortal female companion. Some were even ordinary apprentices.

These groups of two or three entered and left the inns along the street.

Clearly, this street was something akin to a mortal pleasure district.

A Wizard draped in white robes, handsome and exceptionally sunny-looking, yet faintly radiating killing intent, entered one of the inns on the street.

The inn's lobby was unusually chaotic. Around the sofas lining the hall, large groups of women surrounded the Wizards, attending to them without the slightest concern for the eyes of those around them.

A blue crystal pillar stood in the inn's lobby, radiating a gentle blue light that neutralized the surrounding radiation.

The mortal hotel receptionists were bowing one after another to welcome the Wizards.

Guided by these mortals, the Wizards entered the upper floors of the inn.

The moment this faintly murderous Wizard entered the inn, the aura around him contracted. That barely perceptible killing intent drifted away into the air without leaving a trace.

"Welcome to our establishment, esteemed Wizard! May I ask what services you require, or whether you have a reservation?" A receptionist wearing a plain white vest approached with a broad smile and asked softly.

The Wizard in white robes glanced lightly at