This news has sent waves across the world.
An unknown entity has descended, proclaiming doctrines for all living beings. The era of Demigods is about to begin in the Wizard world.
This is akin to harvesting the wool from the Apocalypse world, using their realms and foundations to nurture the Wizard world.
At this moment, atop the majestic 1,300-meter Elf Divine Tree, Minis opened his eyes slowly, his expression calm, "I can already break through to Demigod."
"So soon?" The Holy Dragon lay on the ground, shifting its massive rear.
Minis had actually been stuck at the final threshold.
In recent years, the wandering minstrel Sylvie was always telling stories in taverns, discussing certain theories, leading him to completely comprehend and step past that last hurdle.
"But I can't break through first, as that would shake the world. I should give the maid some face, let her explain the path to Demigod, to show the world the breakthrough of her followers."
