There's no choice, the level players were at when he traversed the past life was ultimately too low, and there was no information on this matter on the forums.

"War Fortress?!"

"So, there was still this card to play?"

"Seems like we are not entirely hopeless."

"Speaker Lor is truly formidable. Perhaps when he proposed the Energy Furnace idea, he had already planned up to this point?"

The grand vision drawn by Lor allowed the speakers, who were previously feeling depressed, to breathe a sigh of relief. The atmosphere in the conference room became much livelier, and admiration and envy filled their eyes as they looked at him.

Being able to foresee the future, and planning with reason, is enough to change everything.

"Speaker Lor, I have two questions, I wonder if you could clarify them?" As the atmosphere in the conference room calmed down a bit, Earth Element Speaker Peyton suddenly spoke.

"Please ask." Lor raised his hand to indicate.

"The first question is, I heard you mention the first future, meaning besides the first future, you can see the second, third, or even more futures?"

Peyton said: "And the second question is, if the War Fortress is truly realized, will the reaction of the Third Ring Wizards not catch up with the Fifth Ring?"

"And without the Power of Origin, even if they pilot the Tier Six War Fortress, can they truly gain an advantage against Tier Four or Five enemies?"

His questions pointed directly at the core. If Lor could provide a suitable answer and solution, today's agenda would receive the approval of all speakers.

He didn't ask about what to do regarding Tier Six enemies, as that was an obvious matter.

"Yes, besides the first future, I have seen tens of thousands of different future paths."

Lor nodded, "However, other futures are all a blur, I can only see some twisted, meaningless images."

Regarding this point, he didn't tell a single lie. Downstream of the River of Time, many images regarding the future indeed appear, and he can indeed see those distorted images.

Unfortunately, he couldn't understand them, causing their existence to be utterly meaningless.

"As for the second question, the purpose of creating the War Fortress is originally to hold off Tier Four and Five enemies, rather than gaining any advantage."

Lor continued, "As long as there is a Third Ring Mechanical Wizard in the War Fortress command room handling operations, the reaction issue doesn't need to be concerned. The foreseeable future has given me the correct answer."

"Does anyone else have any questions? If not, let's begin voting."

"I agree."

"Seconded."

"Lifting the promotion restrictions, so be it."

"I also..."

One by one, the speakers cast their votes in agreement. The plan proposed by Lor was indeed the only path to victory, and they couldn't find a better solution.

Ultimately, everyone finished voting, and the first agenda received a unanimous pass with thirty-two to zero votes.

"Alright, next, let's discuss the second agenda." Francis said slowly: "Regarding how the threshold for legislator and speaker promotion mechanisms should be established, if you have any thoughts, feel free to speak up."

Compared to the first agenda's suppression, the speakers were much more lively with the second agenda.

Some proposed raising the threshold, and in the future, should be more cautious in admitting wizards into the core decision-making layer.

Some proposed lowering the threshold, lest newcomers develop crooked thoughts, creating other problems. The current unity of the Wizard Alliance is the most important, everyone is in the same boat.

Others proposed maintaining the status quo, as that would be the most fair and reasonable.

Yet others proposed lowering the requirements for strong Sixth Ring wizards, while raising them for weaker ones.

In general, there were all kinds of suggestions, and they all seemed reasonable.

Thus, the discussion on the second agenda lasted for three whole days before ending.

Finally, the proposal to lower requirements for strong Sixth Ring wizards and raise them for weaker ones won with 11 votes.

From this point, the development of the Wizard Alliance entered the next turning point.

...

Wizard Calendar year 1300, January 1.

In the centennial Grand Council, after Francis announced both agendas from the Small Council and achieved unanimous agreement from the speakers, it caused an uproar among the legislators and honorary legislators.

Confusion, and bewilderment lingered in the minds of the legislators, they couldn't understand no matter how much they thought about it.

Logically, the ones most adversely affected by this agenda should have been the speakers, but they forcefully passed it, leaving the legislators with no choice but to helplessly accept it.

The main reason for this outcome was that Francis hadn't told them the reasons for doing so.

The same words, there's no need for now.

To know this matter, you must either become a speaker, or it must have reached a point where it has to be announced.

...

Wizard Calendar year 1311, July 2.

At the fifteenth Abyss layer, within the top-level laboratory of a black Abyss Wizard Tower.

"The one thousand two hundred and thirty-seventh fusion, hopefully this time it will succeed." Sanchez opened the potion bottle in his hand, and gently shook the bloodline potion that was a tad too dazzling red, then without any hesitation, poured it into his mouth.

Ever since the first ingestion of the Abyss Blood Demon Potion, he would ingest it again every month and a half or so.

Up till today, he had ingested it a total of one thousand two hundred and thirty-six times, all ending in failure.

The unending pain hadn't knocked him down, instead, it made him somewhat accustomed to these torments.

"Hmm—"

The Blood Demon Potion merged into his bloodline, causing him to let out a disdainful snort, and closed his eyes, with not a shred of change appearing in his body.

But the uncontrollably trembling hand, seemed to prove he wasn't as calm as he appeared.

A day...

Ten days...

When the clock at the far end of the laboratory moved its hour hand 293 times, Sanchez suddenly opened his eyes, which had become completely blood-red, and roared, "Merge for me!"

"Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom—"

The heartbeats gradually grew louder from faint, unconsciously surpassing the magic array outside the lab and spreading outward.

Abyss Wizard Tower, ninety-ninth floor.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—"

A middle-aged wizard in a black Great Wizard Robe raised his head, looked curiously up at the ceiling.

He seemed to hear faint heartbeats?

But above there was only that lunatic, estimating still engaging the magic array for Blood Demon Bloodline fusion, how could heartbeats transmit through the magic array?

"Boom—Boom—Boom—"

Before he could wonder for long, the heartbeats grew louder.

"What on earth..." The middle-aged wizard furrowed his brow, just about to say something, when he suddenly found his fused Eye Demon bloodline rioting, seemingly getting out of control.

From between his brows, a bizarre eyeball suddenly emerged, continuously extending downward, seeming to cover his entire face.

"These heartbeats are peculiar, could it be that lunatic succeeded?"

The middle-aged wizard pondered swiftly, immediately thinking of an unlikely possibility, then shook his head, "Forget it, better not concern with that, notify everyone to evacuate Abyss Wizard Tower swiftly, staying away from here is crucial."

He forcibly suppressed the bloodline riot, took out the Continent Communication Device, and sent an emergency evacuation notice to all wizards in this Wizard Tower.

Soon after hesitating for a moment, he refrained from initiating a direct communication with Speaker Francis, instead opened the lab door, and headed downward in the Wizard Tower.

A lunatic, how could he possibly become a true Abyssal Wizard?

Only wisdom is the sole ladder for wizards to progress.

The agony of bloodline fusion must have a way to lessen, once he finds the way, he can traverse the right path.

As for not finding any...

That only proves Speaker Lor's theory of five bloodline fusions is fallacious, for surely no one can persist through repeated fruitless, extremely painful five bloodline fusions.

"Boom Boom—Boom Boom—"

The heartbeats grew faster and more intense, seemingly stirring the Abyssal Energy, synchronizing with the heartbeats' rhythm, transmitting further afar.

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