"Not long ago, it appeared in the Blood Sea Domain. I went to investigate, but it was too wary—our capture operation failed."
"A Level 9 can't catch a Level 8, is that it... Very well. If you find any more information on it, report to me at once. I'll handle it myself."
"Understood!"
...
Two years later.
Levi left the Land of Oblivion. Besides the Crimson-Scaled and Black Scale Clans, he had gained quite a few other races that had long vanished from the Pan-Plane.
The silver spacecraft plunged into the darkness. The penultimate stop of his journey this time was the Black Ruins Territory, where the true body of the Worm Lord was hiding.
...
Three years later.
Nora Calendar Year 1730.
Levi's spiritual force had reached 65,000 points, just ten thousand away from the Maximum. At his cultivation speed, that distance was no longer far.
Moreover, after all these years of creating his own spells, he felt himself on the verge of researching the ten-ring spell prototype.
