The smoke of battle gradually dissipates, and the Mist Forest once again pulses with the breath of life.

The Elf Queen stands at the center, bathed in natural radiance, surrounded by blooming flowers and budding sprouts.

Her hands are raised high, still emitting a dazzling glow, which is the mark left by her recent breakthrough to the Fourth Ring.

This power not only shocked the black wizards, but also filled all members of the Elf Race with immense pride and exhilaration.

"Her Majesty the Queen!"

The elves shouted with excitement, unable to resist waving their magic staffs.

They could feel the Queen's strength, providing every elf with a sense of security.

"You are truly magnificent, Queen!"

Another young elf shouted joyfully, clapping her hands forcefully, her face full of reverence and happiness.

At this moment, every life in the forest cheers, be it tall trees, colorful little flowers, or joyful little animals.

Birds fluttered in the sky, chirping non-stop, their songs echoing throughout the forest.

Even those small plants previously wounded and yet to heal began to stretch their branches, welcoming the Elf Queen's breakthrough.

"The Queen will lead us to rebuild our glory, making the Mist Forest prosper once again!"

An elder spoke passionately, clenching his fist, causing an instant resonance among those around him.

"Praise our Queen! Praise the Power of Nature!"

With these shouts, waves of warm and sincere cheers surged like tides, echoing throughout the Mist Forest.

Amid the many cheers, the Elf Queen slightly closed her eyes.

She knows that what she bears is not only a responsibility but also the pursuit of survival and prosperity of the entire race.

"The power of the Fourth Ring is indeed formidable." David's eyes showed astonishment.

This was the first time he felt the power of the Fourth Ring, indeed completely surpassing the Third Ring.

After the Fourth Ring, one can be called a Great Wizard, a realm that has entirely surpassed the Third-Ring Mages.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes again, controlling the Death Demon Tree to continuously absorb those black wizards' Life Energy and Souls.

Subsequently, he used the powers of the Death Demon Tree to start devouring parts of these black wizards' fragmented memories.

After a while, he opened his eyes.

These black wizards were indeed subordinates of that Bloodline Mage.

It seems the probing of the Bloodline Mage has never ceased, but learning of the Elf Queen's breakthrough to the Fourth Ring should quiet things down for a while.

David promptly conveyed this news to the Elf Queen, relieving some of the frown on the Queen's brow.

"This is not enough."

"I still need to cause some trouble for the Bloodline Mage."

David squinted his eyes.

This time these black wizards are a very good breakthrough point.

He could find a way to hand over these black wizards' corpses to the Wizard Alliance on the Alien Race Continent.

There are wizards on the Alien Race Continent as well, and a local branch of the Wizard Alliance, responsible for monitoring the situation of the Alien Race Continent.

These black wizards must be on the wanted list of the Wizard Alliance.

In addition to this, he can also inform the Wizard Alliance about the Fourth-Ring Bloodline Mage.

Of course, he wouldn't go in person, just needs to condense an avatar to go.

David stands in a quiet forest, moonlight filtering through the treetops, casting a chilling silver glow, his mind calculating the plan ahead.

The surrounding air seemed to grow heavy with his thoughts, the corpses of the black wizards still lying on the battlefield, carrying abandoned despair.

He knows these corpses are not only key materials for further plans; they're also an important signal to draw the Wizard Alliance's attention on the Alien Race Continent.

"Need to condense a Soul Avatar."

David muttered to himself, his hands beginning to draw complex and mysterious runes in the air.

He closed his eyes, his mind gradually calming down, focusing his thoughts.

A faint yet distinctly visible figure slowly floated from beside David, which was his Soul Avatar.

This time he once again condensed the Beastification Spirit, capable of exerting the strength of a Second-Ring Mage.

Going to the wizard gathering point isn't easy, now among all the Talent Spirits in his body, only the Beastification Talent has reached the Second Ring.

Though this time involves certain risks.

But he indeed needs a trip to the wizard gathering point to collect some cultivation resources.

If this beastified avatar is destroyed, with Cynthia who has already reached the First-Ring, he can still condense it again.

"Go."

David softly commanded, infusing his thoughts into the avatar, letting it advance toward the north of the Alien Race Continent.

That shimmering figure moved in response, disappearing into the night sky at an incredible speed, heading toward the wizard gathering point.

Meanwhile, in a secluded canyon of the Alien Race Continent, a wizard gathering point is flickering with mysterious and eerie glow.

This is a small township hidden away from worldly affairs, surrounded by towering, serpentine magic stone walls twisting like snakes.

Various styles of small pavilions stand here, each building exuding an ancient and enduring aura, with complex and mysterious runes engraved on them.

The air is thick with a dense magical atmosphere, making it feel as if one is in another realm.

Within the gathering point, all sorts of individuals diverse in appearance shuttle among them, dressed in robes or carrying staffs or quills, each busy with their own affairs.

Here, some focus on studying ancient magic scrolls, while others sit around the flames engaging in fierce debate.

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