Chaotic Battlefield

Abyssal Demons were a race that craved battle.

On this vast battlefield where two civilizations clashed, even without fighting, Richard could feel the cells in his body becoming active.

The invisible scent of war in the air continuously stimulated his body.

The Great Wizards beside him glanced slightly at Richard. Unlike Richard, whose tension carried a trace of excitement, their minds had tightened the instant they entered this world.

They were all old hands who had fought Civilization Wars for centuries. They knew only too well how terrifying such a battlefield was.

Buzz!

A wave of magical power passed through the senses of the Great Wizards. Richard took out his Crystal Ball and saw that the War Zone General Headquarters had already assigned him his battlefield.

"War Zones West Eleven through West Fifteen."

Perhaps because Richard was a Five-Ring Wizard, he was responsible not for one war zone, but five. In other words, he was equivalent to a Subordinate Command Department.

Richard looked up at Soul Sea Floating Great Wizard beside him. This student of the Throne had received the same assignment as Richard and was likewise responsible for five war zones.

Moreover, judging from the war zone map issued alongside the orders, the area he was responsible for appeared to be one of the fiercest battlefields.

Noticing Richard's gaze, Soul Sea Floating Great Wizard looked at him and said calmly, "Goodbye. I hope we'll both still be alive when the war is over."

With that, Soul Sea Floating Great Wizard vanished from where he stood like a phantom.

Without lingering, the other Great Wizards each displayed their own methods and headed for their respective war zones.

Richard looked at the map, flashed, and arrived before a small Teleportation Gate.

As the site of the Teleportation Gates, the plaza they