"Not a moment of peace."
Looking at the piece of chalk continuously emitting soul ripples, Richard knew this was definitely not a signal telling him to go fetch a hammer.
Over the past three years, neither side had launched any large-scale wars. Both the Civilization Devourer's offensives and the Wizard Alliance's offensives had been exceptionally restrained.
The Wizard Alliance was training its troops, while the Civilization Devourer needed to devour war.
Richard had thought the Civilization Devourer had chosen to focus entirely on recovery, but he had not expected It to set Its sights on the Great Ghost World.
Without hesitation, Richard's rationality instantly led him to the most correct judgment.
The Rune Gate slowly opened, and Richard entered Eternal City of Truth's conference hall. The Keeper of Secrets stood beside him, holding his little brass bell.
"Archon, should we convene a meeting?"
"Convene it."
Dong—dong—dong—
The melodious chimes rang out from the conference hall, passing through dimensions to every civilization dimension of the Wizard Alliance. Immediately afterward, the avatars of each dimension relayed the message to every ruler of the Wizard Alliance.
"Hm? Miracle is convening a meeting?" Shaping Crown raised his head, a trace of puzzlement flashing across his face.
"He probably found something else, or received some news." Beside him, Alchemy Crown's voice remained calm.
"Fate watches over all things that could cause destiny to veer off course."
As he spoke, Alchemy Crown looked at Shaping Crown's hands. Within them, an exceptionally complex rune model was operating.
"As expected, when it comes to energetics, I still need you as an advisor. I fiddled with this thing for three days, and you solved it in less than a day after coming over."
Shaping Crown casually tapped the model twice, rearranging the order of several runes within it.
"It