After reviewing his own strength, all of Logo's hesitation and doubt Dissolution like snow under the blazing sun, leaving only one thought, "Just do it!"
However, before opening the Abyss passage, luring out the demons, and wreaking havoc, Logo needs to accumulate more experience over time.
First, there was the Nirvana Legion. After returning to the Elven Plane from the Astral Realm, they first "Continue the War," single-handedly destroying the capital of the White Wolf Kingdom on the Rising Sun Peninsula. Then, they suffered an assassination attempt on Holy Knight Star, resulting in another wave of frantic attrition. And then there was the cleanup of the Demigod monsters on Golden Star...
Over the course of about a year, the almost non-stop fierce battles certainly forged Logo's great reputation and brought him enormous benefits, but they also reduced the 100,000-strong Nirvana Legion to only a handful of survivors.
The good news is that Logo has been promoted to Alchemy Master, and the level of his Fire of Birth has jumped to level 55. Combined with the Energy Rune Array, the energy is amplified a second time, and the output level is dozens of times stronger than before.
With the energy core being greatly optimized, the manufacturing capacity of the Nirvana Tower naturally increased as well.
What used to take Logo several years to build up into a 100,000- Nirvana Legion can now be created in two months, provided there are enough materials and time.
However, times have changed. The Nirvana Legion may have been powerful in the past, but it is no longer up to par with the times.
Logo's growth rate was indeed too fast. In a way, the near annihilation of the first Nirvana Legion was a good thing, as it saved Logo resources for upgrading and allowed him to directly create a new generation of the Nirvana Legion, namely the second generation.
The first phase of the Nirvana Legion still used High-Rank Transcendent as the lowest-ranking unit.
In the second phase, Logo envisioned a super special forces unit with Legendary as foot soldiers, Epic as leaders, and Demigod as commanders.
In addition to Dark Energy Wolf Beast, Space-Rending Knight, and Wings of the Firmament, he also plans to add several other unit types to be responsible for control, support, logistics, communications, and transportation.
In this way, the new Nirvana Legion will become a fully-equipped elite force capable of independently carrying out complex missions far from Logo, greatly expanding Logo's strategic Intimidation power.
However, this would require astronomical amounts of resources.
In addition, the advancement of the Nirvana Tower originally required a huge amount of resources to purchase Abyss materials, thus extracting Abyss Power through two channels.
With that calculation, the wallet, which was already groaning, screamed even louder. Logo could almost hear the heart-wrenching sound and see his money waving goodbye to him...
"We need to make some money..."
Logo muttered to himself, the words "An Alliance" involuntarily appearing in his mind. If he could control this newly emerging major power, his resource gathering ability would definitely improve, and the screaming of his wallet would be less.
He patted his face to clear his head Logo temporarily suppressed his thoughts.
He couldn't rush things with the An Alliance; he needed to wait and see, for those people to come begging to him instead of him begging them. Even if he wanted to make money, he couldn't sow the seeds of future trouble.
Besides, Logo isn't without other ways to make money.
If we can sell colonies, why can't we sell other territories?
For example, Light-Bathed Sea!
Because of the outstanding contributions made by the Gendaya Royal Court in the battle against the Radiant Empire, the share obtained by the Royal Court when dividing up the Light-Bathed Sea was second only to the Winter Empire, and even slightly more than the Corte Alliance.
Given the current overall strength and population of the Royal Court, it would take at least 20 years to develop such a large territory.
For a nation's destiny, which is often measured in centuries, such a short period of time is truly insignificant.
But Logo couldn't wait that long.
He needs to raise enough resources as soon as possible.
Even mining the resources of Golden Star will take time.
Those ores were not smelted and therefore unusable.
Only when seeds are sown on fertile land can a full granary be harvested.
But as I said before, all of this takes time, Logo doesn't want to wait. Those enemies, whether overt or covert, won't give him a chance to properly develop his territory.
Since that's the case, why not sell it and get some money!
The land value on high-magic planets is incredibly high; conservatively speaking, it could bring Logo hundreds of thousands of Star Wheel.
This is under the current turbulent circumstances; if it were a peaceful period hundreds of years ago, the price of this land would have more than doubled.
Logo has also chosen his buyer: the Tia Empire.
He had never doubted the wealth of the Mage.
One reason is the inherent nature of its profession.
As the saying goes, Mage who can't do business is not a qualified spellcaster.
To raise money for their research, every Mage's business acumen is not to be underestimated.
On the other hand, there's the influence of the Spellcaster Association.
Even a fool could understand that a nation like the Tia Empire, composed entirely of spellcasters, would naturally receive preferential treatment from the Spellcaster Association.
The Tia Empire, which had enjoyed a long period of peace, was now war-weary, though the major Mage families had suffered a break in their lineage due to the last Twilight War.
But their pursuit of territory remains unchanged, continuing the tradition of this thousand-year-old empire.
With that in mind, Logo took out his communicator and contacted his teacher, Madison, asking him to put in a good word with the higher-ups of the Tia Empire so that they could be mentally prepared.
Although surprised by his protégé's extravagant plan to sell the land, Madison didn't ask any further questions and readily agreed, adding that he had some money if needed. Logo, of course, politely declined with a smile.
Logo knew that Madison, having inherited the complete legacy, was at a crucial juncture, and resources were equally important to them.
While it's important to act quickly about one's own affairs, ultimately, it's not a matter of life or death, and it's not something that warrants diverting the old man's research funds.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Logo hung up the communication. After thinking for a moment, he mobilized his several clones located in the Astral Realm.
The rune clone is in charge of a medium-sized black market, and during this time, he has also developed some connections and been able to raise a considerable amount of resources.
The potion clone was even more remarkable, making a name for itself in the alchemist circles of the Staphis Continent. It also maintained close ties with the Star Sea Bank, acquiring far more money through loans and other means than the rune clone.
As for the bloodline clone, Logo doesn't plan to let it make money. Let it go directly into the Abyss to collect Abyss resources, and use the battle to hone its own bloodline, striving to fully awaken the already nascent Web of Time talent.
In the Central Cosmic Domain, there is a massive Void celestial body called "Shining Star".
This place is a notorious gathering place for scavengers, and it is extremely chaotic.
A fierce battle had just broken out in the sky above an unnamed basin, and it was about to end.
' Time Pause!'
A hazy ripple called time swept by, and space seemed to freeze, everything standing still.
Body, spirit, mind...
Above the sky, it seems only the impenetrable net drawn by time remains, freezing everything in a certain stage.
'Slaughter - Dance of Execution!'
A crimson aura filled the sky as the young man surrounded in the center, wielding a long-handled scythe that appeared to be forged from blood crystal, swept across the area.
The Time Stop effect dissipated after the Blood Blade swept across the battlefield. The scavengers seemed completely unaware of the problem and continued fighting. However, the stinging pain that followed and the overwhelming darkness that enveloped them told them—you are dead.
Pfft! Pfft!
The severed head flew skyward, blood splattered everywhere, and the figure holding a battle scythe walked out step by step, surrounded by flying blood. The scene was both beautiful and cruel.
Snap snap snap!!
A crisp clapping sound rang out, Audora jumped out of the space. Her long fishtail braid cascaded over her shapely buttocks and reached her heels, swaying with the girl's movements, exuding youth and vitality.
"That's fantastic, Logo! The Felix Family bloodline within you is even stronger now. Before, your Time Stop would cause some glitches, but now it's almost impossible to detect any flaws..."
Audora, like a chirping little sparrow, hopped and skipped around her bloodline clone with her hands behind her back. Judging from her expression, she was genuinely happy.
This is not surprising. The two have carried out missions together over the years, narrowly escaping death several times. They are practically best friends, and their relationship is naturally much closer than it was a few years ago.
"Audora..." the bloodline clone spoke, its forehead now displaying pupils that had changed from blood red to silver-gray, shimmering like ripples in water, appearing extremely mysterious.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" The girl tilted her head, stopping herself from speaking.
"How about we take a trip to the Abyss?" The bloodline clone turned around, grinned, his teeth as white as jade, yet he appeared extremely sinister and murderous.
"The Abyss? That's true, it's been a long time since I've bothered those stinky demons..." Audora's eyes lit up, eager to try, and then she waved her hand, creating a spatial teleportation array out of thin air. She seemed even more eager Logo.
However, this is to be expected. Pureblood Human Race and Devil Clan are allies, while the Devil Clan ' mortal enemy is the demon race. It would be strange if the two had a good relationship.
Beyond the Abyss, among the many powerful forces participating in the suppression of demons, there are Pureblood Human Race.
After the two figures entered the teleportation array, the spatial Black Hole slowly closed. After a long while, a series of furtive figures emerged from various directions.
"Have those two fierce demons left Shining Star?"
"Uh, it seems so!"
"Phew... finally they're gone. Was it really necessary? All we did was steal one of their opportunities."
"Damn it, they got away, otherwise I would have given them a real beating..."
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Of course, you don't know, I just happened to be in seclusion, which is why these two guys took advantage of my weakness. If I were here..." This classic hindsight expert was still rambling on, unaware that his companions around him were frozen in place, like a two-dimensional plane, extremely eerie.
By the time the man realized what was happening, cold sweat poured down his forehead.
He turned around shakily, and saw two rather attractive faces, a man and a woman, both with ambiguous smiles. However, he showed no appreciation whatsoever, and judging from his expression, he was probably about to burst into tears.
Pfft!
The Blood Blade flashed again, and all the scavengers present were instantly killed.
"Hey, this fishing method really works every time." Audora put her hands on her hips, her delicate little face full of pride.
Let's go!
The bloodline clone gave a greeting, and the two left once again.
After a long while, a cold wind blew by, bringing a barely perceptible sound.
"It seems there really is no one left."
"Hmm, those guys should be mostly dead by now. Shall we officially set off for the Abyss?"
"Good."