The Earth Spirits exhausted their resources to build the Floating Fortress.
Their movements were somewhat large, attracting the attention of the True God, and divine punishment descended.
A gigantic asteroid struck the Theia Plane, and the divine punishment army arrived unexpectedly.
And their fate was even worse than that of the Magic Empire.
The Magic Empire at least left behind a spark; the Elves and Earth Spirits left only legends.
If the glory of the Elves could be reconstructed, Sofia would not be invincible; unfortunately, it was not possible.
Roland withdrew from the fantasy.
Sif folded her arms.
They returned to reality.
"Roland, all the officials who attended the meeting that day have submitted confessions and their extra earnings from these years."
"Oh, what did you do with them?" Roland's lips curled slightly as he recalled past events.
Sif's immaculate conduct almost turned Alben into an enemy.
