"It was time to go back. I wonder how many of the one hundred Wizards aboard the airship are still alive!"
Green turned and flew straight toward the sky behind him. Information was continuously arriving from the sky. Following Green's earlier orders, the airship was now constantly broadcasting signals, providing landmarks for the many Wizards.
Green was very close to the airship. It had originally been near the edge of the entire Gray Mist Zone, and Green had left in a straight line. Flying toward the airship, Green could already see its shape.
"Has someone arrived already?"
The distant airship emerged from stealth, revealing its original form as it floated quietly in the sky.
The black airship was exceptionally conspicuous in the sky. Combined with the information it was frantically broadcasting, it was no less than a massive lighthouse to Wizards.
Several Wizards were also gathered beneath the airship, quietly waiting.
These Wizards who had arrived early were all dressed in white robes. They were clearly a White Wizard team.
A group of Wizards stood around together, discussing something unknown. However, as Green gradually approached, their gazes locked firmly onto him after they spotted him.
"Greetings, Lord Green!" As Green arrived beside the airship, the many Wizards immediately came before him and bowed respectfully.
Looking at the bowing Wizards, Green gave a slight nod, then flew directly to the platform before the airship's main cabin door. He sat down and began meditating with his eyes closed.
After bowing to Green, the Wizards realized that he had no intention of speaking. They silently stood to one side and waited quietly.
Some of these Wizards looked battered and mentally exhausted, while others were vibrant, their eyes revealing an indescribable excitement.
The expressions on each Wizard's face and the state of their bodies