"You want me to submit, yet you can't provide any substantive evidence. How am I supposed to trust you?"

"What would make you trust me?" Silver Wolf keenly noticed a hint of hesitation in Lor's words and immediately grew excited.

If this native could willingly submit to it, it would be a huge gain.

A Tier Five able to perceive six Law Prototypes is undoubtedly worth as much as a large Plane.

"If you can give me a Second World access token to verify, I'll believe you." Lor said, staring at Silver Wolf with a skeptical look.

He had said all he needed to say to deceive.

If Silver Wolf could indeed produce another Second World access token, it wouldn't refuse his verification.

If it couldn't, then he could only stall, betting that this guy wouldn't want the Divine King behind it to find out there's a large Plane in the center of the Wizard Plane Group.

If the bet failed, the only option would be to take the Wizard Plane and run.

"To give you a Second World access token..." Silver Wolf furrowed its brows, quite troubled.

It's not that it didn't want to give it, but rather that the token was quite expensive, costing a full million Illusion Dream Value, which it couldn't afford now.

To give this native one now, it would have to borrow.

As for whether giving the native a Second World access token would have after-effects...

This guy doesn't even know about super civilizations, clearly a native with no background, so what could he do?

"Are you afraid to prove it, or are you trying to fool me with what you said before?" Lor pressed on, feeling a weight lifting off his shoulders.

This guy's hesitation indicated it had a way to get a Second World access token for him.

That meant his previous calculations might actually come to fruition.

As long as there was a possibility, everything would work out.

After the previous conversation, he was confident he could con the token out of him.

If Silver Wolf dared to bring its Divine King onto the scene, he would use the Wizard Plane Group as a chessboard, drawing in numerous large, even top large civilizations, to play a big game, keeping the Wizard Alliance's future in his grasp.

If it didn't dare, even better, he'd just stick to the original plan.

"I wouldn't dare to fool you under the name of a super civilization." Silver Wolf shook its head repeatedly, "It's just that the Second World access token is quite expensive. How about you submit to me first, and I'll buy one as proof later?"

It was sincere in saying that, but it had no confidence in getting the native to submit this way.

But it didn't matter; it could try first, and if it didn't work, it would borrow the money.

Given the training progress it had shown in front of its kin, borrowing a million Illusion Dream Value as emergency funds shouldn't be a problem.

"Ha, do you believe that?"

Lor mocked with a laugh, "Trying to get something for nothing with me, huh?"

"If you can't provide the Second World access token, I don't think there's anything for us to talk about."

"Fine!" Silver Wolf gritted its teeth, "I'll give it to you, wait a moment."

Saying this, it immediately split a part of its consciousness to go into the Second World to borrow the Illusion Dream Value from its kin.

Lor struggled to suppress the upward twitch of his lips, still watching Silver Wolf with skepticism.

One should never pop the champagne halfway through.

Hold it!

You must hold it!

A minute...

Ten minutes...

Thirty minutes later, Lor's expression of doubt only grew stronger. He asked, "Isn't it done yet? You're not trying to fool me, are you?"

He pressured Silver Wolf not only to make his ploy more convincing but also to test if entering this so-called 'Second World' allowed one to sense everything happening in reality.

"Why the rush?" Silver Wolf said impatiently, "I'm... I'm collecting the Illusion Dream Value I lent out earlier."

It certainly couldn't let its future vassal know about its lack of Illusion Dream Value, or risk losing face.

Besides, given this native's strength, if it went to the Arena to fight, it might bring it a considerable amount of Illusion Dream Value.

Seeing it that way, today's investment not only wouldn't be a loss, but could also result in a great return?

With that thought, Silver Wolf felt urgent, eagerly wanting the native to enter the Second World and work for it.

"Alright then." Lor nodded, the doubt on his face diminished slightly, but an understanding rose in his heart.

It seemed entering the Second World didn't interfere with reality. No doubt, what the super civilization created was useful!

...

Fog Shadow Plane, within the Plane Barrier Passage.

"Move quickly!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

All seventy-eight Tier Six beings deployed their Defense Secret Techniques, striving to fend off the attacks from the Wizard Alliance's elders, their sole purpose being to ensure their kin could pass through the battlefield and reach the enemy stronghold.

"Kill!"

"Great opportunity!"

The elders on the Wizard Alliance's side all brightened at the sight, simultaneously unleashing powerful witchcraft, aiming to destroy as many bodies of the opposing Tier Six beings as possible.

They even deliberately expanded the coverage of their witchcraft to affect other Tier Four and Five beings.

Though intercepting those Tier Four and Five beings wasn't in their plan, since the opportunity was present, they naturally wanted to take advantage.

Silent Extinction Luminous Technique.

Life Grand Symphony Technique.

Star Remains Destruction Technique.

Aurora Skill.

...

One core Attack Witchcraft after another was released, instantly shattering most of the defense tactics of the opposing Tier Six beings. Some Tier Six beings even had their bodies destroyed again under this wave of witchcraft barrage.

A few leaks through defense gaps struck the Tier Four and Five beings charging rapidly forward, grinding them to nothing.

However, due to no elders using the Power of Origin to kill them outright, they quickly regenerated their bodies under its influence.

"Go!"

"Quickly, once we reach the end of the passage, their kin will become our accolades."

"Charge, charge, charge!"

Every Tier Four and Five being charged forward without hesitation, neither flinching nor stopping even after their bodies were destroyed and regenerated by the aftermath.

This battlefield didn't belong to them; once the Venerable God returned, everything would end.

Their only task was to head to the enemy stronghold and earn accolades.

...

At the end of the Plane Passage.

A space rift suddenly emerged, followed by a pitch-black figure made of Space Element and a translucent silver-gray figure flying out simultaneously.

"Chairman Domenico, isn't wasting your Power of the Soul right now a bit unwise?" Van asked hesitantly as he watched the Tier Four and Five beings charging through the Plane Passage.

Clearly, the Wizard Alliance tasked Domenico with rescue operations in emergencies, yet he intended to spend his Power of the Soul right at the start.

To him, the decision seemed unwise.

But Domenico was the chairman; he could only advise, unable to insist.

"Why are you and your mentor alike?"

Domenico shook his head helplessly, "Don't underestimate the current Wizard Alliance. Even without me, with the Plane Defense Shield formed by the Wizard Towers spread across the Fog Shadow Plane, over ten thousand Tier Four and Five War Fortresses, and more than two thousand Tier Four and Five-ring Mages, defending against these beings for a thousand years isn't a problem."

"My aid isn't needed at this stage, so it's better to give the enemy a shock, make them cautious, hold them back a bit."

He sighed at how he hadn't seen Lor since becoming a Five-ring Soul Mage, not in reality anyway.

In fact, Lor's presence wasn't seen within a million miles around him.

Was it because Lor feared him or what?

He wasn't crazy; why would he act recklessly?

Lor's actions truly troubled him.

But considering that a ninety percent assurance wasn't enough...

Alright, he could accept it after all.

"Perhaps you are right." Van nodded thoughtfully.

"What do you mean perhaps?" Domenico glared at him, "Get rid of that 'perhaps'!"

Unable to talk about Lor, he'd certainly find a way with Lor's precious student.

"You are right." Van said with a bitter smile.

"That's more like it." Domenico smiled with satisfaction, turning to the rushing Tier Four and Five beings, and directly triggered the Soul Destruction Witchcraft.

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