"In the blurred future I once saw, you were there."

Lor looked at Domenico, his expression serious, and said, "At that time, you were one of the strongest pillars of the Wizard Alliance."

"As long as you continue unwaveringly, you will surely shine brightly."

He certainly didn't want this person to be hit into despair, causing the future Wizard World to lose a pillar-level existence, or even the most powerful wizard system.

Of course, it's also not wise to give Domenico pointers now; the Soul Mage really can threaten his life.

One should not harbor harmful intentions, but it's also necessary to be cautious. In any case, delay as long as you can.

Incidentally, it's not without reason that in this era, Yasen and Domenico are the only ones who can become Seventh-Ring Mages.

In his past life, Yasen was hit hard early on and, without Lor's help, he never gained the Abyss Territory. As a result, his progress in witchcraft research was severely slowed, taking nearly ten thousand years to completely perfect his domain and core witchcraft.

Afterward, an extraordinarily gifted Mechanical Wizard rose quickly, breaking through to Sixth-Ring, and took advantage of the Silver Wolf's oath at the Oath Stone to erupt, killing Silver Wolf.

Due to Silver Wolf's death, the Wizard Alliance paid an extremely heavy price, with over a hundred Sixth-Ring Mages who had sworn at the Oath Stone accompanying him in death.

But because of this, the Wizard Alliance was completely liberated.

It was only at this point that Yasen officially broke through to the Sixth Ring, earning the qualification to swear at the Oath Stone.

Meanwhile, Domenico remained stuck at the Fourth Ring, taking over ten thousand years to make up his mind and completely abandon the true foundation of Bloodline Wizards, the 'flesh', to progress to the Fifth Ring in soul form.

They both have a common point: neither became a Sixth-Ring Mage during the ten thousand years of enslavement, but each had breakthroughs in their respective domains after obtaining salvation.

Life is unpredictable, and old sayings are perfectly illustrated in these two.

"Is that so?" Domenico's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face, "I hope I can truly become as you saw."

Lor's words were like a reassurance pill, letting him know that there was indeed a road ahead, and moreover, it was a grand avenue.

All he had to do was one thing: to walk forward steadfastly toward his predetermined goal.

Francis overheard their conversation, feeling a bit bitter.

In Lor's prophecy, he was the first Speaker to die, whereas Domenico was one of the future pillars of the Wizard Alliance; the disparity was indescribable.

"Let's go meet these lovely little flowers." Seeing Domenico satisfied with the motivational talk, Lor smiled and redirected his gaze to the three immobile Fifth-Order Yin Flowers below.

With a slight thought, the originally rampaging space fragments suddenly vanished into nothingness.

Without the disturbance of space fragments, the world began to heal on its own, slowly forming a new spatial isolation layer.

Lor, carrying Francis with him, slowly flew over to the central Fifth-Order Yin Flower, smiling as he said, "Hello, let's get acquainted. I'm Lor from the Wizard Alliance, a Fourth Ring Spatial Mage, and I hold the position of Speaker. You can address me as Speaker Lor."

"I've come in goodwill and sincerely invite your race to join the Wizard Alliance family, becoming one of our vassal races."

After speaking, he glanced at Domenico beside him, signaling him to help translate.

"It's already translated." Domenico shrugged, "But it didn't respond. It seems to be frightened by your earlier actions."

His translation worked from the essence of the soul, conveying all intended meanings without the need for spoken words.

"Alright then." Lor nodded and once again directed his gaze at the Fifth-Order Yin Flower, "If you don't accept my goodwill, you'll receive my hostility. Are you sure you want to be enemies with me and the Wizard Alliance?"

He truly didn't expect the Soul Mage's personal translation to be so convenient; in the future, the translator they developed would be much more troublesome, requiring slow communication one word at a time.

Perhaps this was because the translator he once owned was a low-end product.

"I... I'm called Edith... I am willing to become a vassal race of the great Wizard Alliance." The Yin Flower did not remain silent any longer, but hurriedly replied in a trembling voice.

She originally thought she was doomed this time, and when she heard Speaker Lor's words of extreme forgiveness just now, she almost couldn't believe it and was momentarily stupefied.

After all, they had just attacked this Speaker who seemed to be only transcendent level but could crush supreme level beings as easily as ants.

The more terrifying thing was that this Speaker had come with two companions, one of whom occasionally leaked an aura even more terrifying than the supreme level.

Yet, the other party didn't care in the slightest and even said they came in goodwill.

This stark contrast was entirely unexpected for her.

It wasn't until he threatened again that she came to her senses and immediately agreed to become a so-called vassal race.

She didn't know what the future held after agreeing, but she knew that not agreeing meant certain death.

Faced with such choices, any intelligent being would know how to choose.

The words of the Yin Flower were processed by Domenico and resonated in Lor's ears in a way he could easily understand.

"It's fine as long as they agree." Lor's smile reappeared, and he asked, "How much dew do you currently have that can control Fourth-Order beings and help them advance?"

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