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Chapter 1344 - 590: Departure, Above the Sky High! (Volume Two Complete)_3

Chapter 1344: Chapter 590: Departure, Above the Sky High! (Volume Two Complete)_3

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At the very top of the newly constructed Mage Tower, the new headquarters of the Wizard Association.

Two figures, one in gray and the other in black, stood before a window.

Watching the anomaly in the sky, the person in gray let out a helpless sigh, "This is almost like a repeat of what happened fifteen hundred years ago. If we knew this would happen, maybe back then, perhaps..."

But the Black Clothed One beside him let out a cold laugh, interrupting, "These undying fools, have they begun to seek their own destruction again?"

"Uh..."

Hearing this, the figure in gray hesitated, opened his mouth as if wanting to retort but couldn’t find the words to begin.

At this moment, a voice came from behind, "Seeking their own destruction? I don’t think so."

Turning their heads, they saw a young figure in blue standing before the bookshelves behind them, holding a book in his hands.

"What do you mean?" asked the Black Clothed One, frowning.

Only then did the person in blue shift his gaze from the book, "Fifteen hundred years ago, we could oppose the fools because they indeed brought disaster to the Star Spirit World... But now, the end of the world is close at hand, and they are fearless pioneers fighting for the future of all living beings, including us."

"We, who lack the power and courage and can only accept the status quo and await death, should at the very least not mock those who have not given up on hope. We do not have the right," said the person in blue calmly, closing the book and fearlessly meeting the gaze of the older figures.

The two before him looked at the young person in blue with a bit of surprise, and after a moment of eye contact, the Black Clothed One was the first to concede, snorting and leaving the room with a flick of his sleeve.

The person in gray also sighed, walking past the young man in blue, patting his shoulder and said sentimentally, "Our era as old fellows has passed, it’s up to you young people now... I only have one request, don’t let the Wizard Association simply vanish into obscurity in history."

The person in blue was taken aback upon hearing this, he naturally knew what this meant—it was the transitioning of power between the new and old generations within the Wizard Association.

Coming back to his senses, the young man in blue nodded solemnly, "Alright, I’ll do my best."

...

In the southwest of the Star Spirit World, on a small island by the sea.

"Pack all of these, and these local specialties as well!" A woman in white clothes with a sun hat and large sunglasses stood in front of a street stall.

"Cus-customer, this... on credit, we really can’t do that, it’s just a small business..." The stall owner looked troubled as he spoke to the woman before him.

"Cut the nonsense, I’m in a hurry. Tomorrow, I’ll have the Abyssal creatures deliver you specialties from the Abyss, guaranteed to be more valuable than these items..." The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing her pale face and bloodshot eyes that bore a curse: "Would I, the Lord of the Abyss, deceive you?"

The stall owner, seeing the woman’s unearthly pallor, shuddered, feeling a chill down his spine, swallowed hard, and dared not say more, he quickly bundled up the designated items, stammering, "Cus-customer, I’ll get these wrapped up for you... "

The woman then pushed her sunglasses back up.

At that moment, exclamations came from a distance.

Turning her head, she quickly noticed the tiny dot flying high in the sky.

"As expected of the Fools... so decisive in their action... I must also speed up..."

The woman turned back, took out a small booklet from her chest, and scribbled in it, "Next stop, the desert... "

The stall owner sneaked a peek and caught a glimpse of the booklet’s title: "Lord of the Abyss’s Travel Plan," immediately he hurried to pack the items, thinking to himself what kind of madman had he run into, someone taking their role way too seriously.

...

Phoenix City, the territory of the Sunlight Elves.

Phoenix City had suffered some damage in the recent Mirage Energy invasion, and these past few days the Sunlight Elves had been busy repairing their homeland.

Currently, it was noon, a time when the phoenixes should be resting, yet the city was suddenly filled with the cries of a hundred phoenixes, creating an unusual racket.

Many Sunlight Elves paused their restoration work and stepped out of their homes, gazing towards the ascending city in the distant sky.

In the palace library, Princess Salina also put down her book and walked to the door, watching the Phoenix Perch Ancient Tree in the courtyard begin to blaze once more, seemingly seeing off that rising city.

Gazing at the familiar anomaly in the sky, Salina felt sentimental, "History is indeed a cycle..."

She was fortunate enough to have witnessed the last time the Fools ascended the skies, back then, the previous generation of Fools too, flew towards Sky High with everyone’s blessings.

And now, just a little over a millennium later, a similar scene unfolds again in the sky.

Fifteen hundred years ago, the Fools returned with broken wings.

But this time?

"Surely, there will be some different changes..."

"After all, they are Fools, a group of people whose actions can never be judged by common sense..."