Changing Allegiance

After a great victory, the headquarters of the Shaping School, the foremost school of Wizard Civilization, was naturally filled with jubilation and thriving vitality.

The many Wizard Towers at its center had welcomed back their masters. Wizards with outstanding military achievements moved between the towers, either attending gatherings to seize the day or joining research projects to strengthen themselves.

The entire headquarters was extraordinarily bustling.

At the heart of the headquarters stood the towering spire representing the Shaping Crown. From the highest floor of a Wizard Tower, a figure quietly overlooked the headquarters.

Suddenly, the wizard turned to look behind him. A Black Robe Wizard emerged from the Void and gave him a wizard's salute.

The wizard looked at his guest, and his elemental body suddenly solidified into one of flesh and blood.

This fleshly body resembled a refined old scholar. Beneath the silver bangs on his forehead, his pair of eyes were as unfathomable as deep, secluded pools.

The old scholar took a gold-rimmed monocle from his wizard robe pocket and placed it over his left eye, his tone calm and unhurried.

"You coming to find me was actually rather unexpected."

Richard raised his head, looked at the old scholar, and let out a soft breath.

"Wizards always have to climb higher, don't they, Your Excellency Crown?"

Although the true body of the Shaping Crown was fighting the Mayfly Dominator in the Endless Dimensions, that did not hinder his avatar from acting freely.

The one before him was the avatar the Shaping Crown had left behind in the Wizard World.

Compared to the Physique Crown, who had no time to control his avatar once battle began, the power of this veteran Truth Wizard, the Shaping Crown, was unfathomable.

"You are right. Wizards always have to climb higher."

The Shaping