Early in the morning, the sky was just getting light.
The autumn wind swept through the streets, bringing a cool and desolate atmosphere.
This old neighborhood had already been purchased by Wadon and his two companions, but building such a massive complex wasn't a simple task.
However, driven by money and using the most advanced modular construction techniques, at any cost, they quickly built a two-story villa to temporarily serve as their base of operations.
The interior decoration was not modern in style but carried a distinct Magic Academy vibe.
And the three of them, during each meeting, ceremoniously donned their wizard robes, wielded their staffs, and wore their wizard hats, looking very solemn and grave.
In their view, they were students of the Dark Night Elf Academy and took pride in it.
"The ancient coffin within chaos, the new god Elis ascends the throne, ushering in a mad era of the magic net," thoughts kept flashing through Wadon's mind.
