In the Player Civilization's conference room, the many guild leaders listened to reports from their own spies, and smiles spread across their faces in unison.
In truth, the Player Civilization's plan had always been to flee. The proposal of a second plan was nothing more than a smokescreen.
This plan would force the other civilizations to turn a blind eye to the Player Civilization's actions and even provide it with some funding.
That would allow the Player Civilization to find a suitable Dimensional Passage in less time and complete its world's transfer.
"Send out more people to search for a suitable Dimensional Passage. We don't have much time!" the First Guild's leader said to the other guild leaders.
The leaders of the many guilds nodded in turn, agreeing to send more players to search for a suitable Dimensional Passage.
As the great civilizations schemed against one another, the situation in the Mystic Realm grew ever more mysterious and unpredictable. When the other civilizations saw the Five Great Civilizations pouring more resources into the Mystic Realm, they didn't know what was happening, but they began to increase their forces as well.
750 years later...
Deep within the World Origin of the Bloodline Fusion Realm, Green had been merging with the realm and meditating to increase his strength. At the Chip's interruption, he slowly woke up.
After immersing himself in meditation for so long, Green felt a little groggy.
Every time one practiced the Wizarding World's Advanced Meditation Method, one had to construct countless runes. It was no easy task.
Ordinary meditation to restore one's Mental Power was one thing.
But advancing the Meditation Method, at any stage, placed a certain burden on a Wizard's mind.
Green, within the World Origin, slowly shook his head to clear it a little, then