A Fanatical Atmosphere Like a Religion

The twenty-five teams participating in this operation, more than a hundred Wizards in total, were all aboard this enormous ship.

Leo stood along the hull, his gaze fixed on one end of the giant vessel.

He could see rising currents of air.

Those currents were some kind of spell, keeping the enormous ship suspended in the air.

Even to Leo, such a method was astonishingly extravagant.

Leo thought to himself, A Formal Wizard truly lives up to the name. With such ease, he used a spell to lift a ship this enormous.

The mental energy needed to maintain such a powerful spell was absolutely immeasurable, far beyond what a Second-Rank Wizard Apprentice like Leo could accomplish.

Leo then turned his gaze toward Jindeli.

Two more Wizards floated beside Jindeli.

Judging from the Magical Pressure faintly radiating from those two Wizards, they were on the same level as Jindeli. In other words, they too were Formal Wizards.

Three Formal Wizards had been deployed for this Great Summons.

This made Leo feel all the more certain that the enemy Wizards involved in this Great Summons were likely extremely powerful.

"Young Wizards, let us now set sail for the Twin Continents and take down that ignorant mortal king who dares disrespect the power of Wizards."

"We Wizards hold high the throne of truth, looking down upon the world from the heavens."

"Ignorant mortal kings know only how to fool the masses; they know nothing of the difficulty of truth."

"Relying on their status and power, they deceive mortals and oppress them for their own use."

"But we Wizards are different. Not only do we possess power, we also revere it. We offer respect and recognition to every person who pursues truth."

"On the path of pursuing truth, fellow travelers are the most precious