Emperor Svallo passed away, casting a shadow over the entire Wizard World.

The whole world fell silent.

The taverns and the minstrels singing and storytelling in the streets mourned for three days, not allowed to open, and the entertainment industry was temporarily halted.

Yet, despite the brief ascension and passing of this Emperor, there appeared changes in the war dynamics and power struggle.

Because Proeus, this once-symbol of an era and legendary figure in the human realm, is still here.

The man with the greatest martial prowess still suppresses the entire Wizard Era.

After nine years of change, Proeus reassumes his throne, ruling the world as the fourth Wizard Emperor.

"Back then, did he really refrain from killing me, having already prepared for this moment?"

Proeus sits on the imperial throne, towering and magnificent.

His gigantic transparent fairy wings are several times larger than the throne itself.

His gaze is complex and distant, he sighs deeply, "Such a stubborn and proud man, defeating me for nine years, then returning the realm to me."

Though called arch-enemies, they are actually friends, merely fighting for pride.

But this pride consumed a lifetime.

Regardless, each of them carried the destiny and pushed the process of the civilization's development, achieving countless milestones in their lifetime, bringing immense pressure to Proeus!

However, despite the immense pressure, he can do nothing.

In this world, wizards are divided into scholarly and martial disciplines, he lacks the talent for research.

In fighting and cultivation, he is the first in the era.

Even with the Ancestral Demon Core granting the wisdom of the demon race, his foundational research skills are too lacking, bearing little significance.

Below, are the Wizard Lords.

"The era has come to now, with so many changes!"

Proeus said to those below:

"From the battles between the Abyss and Elves, to unifying the world, and now living in harmony, even mourning for the Wizard Monarch Emperor III."

"The era is once again united; the desire for truth among all beings is growing, and all the strong no longer engage in internal strife, all in pursuit of a broader world!"

"And this powerful unity has reached its peak after Svallo's death."

He knows the era has ignited the torch of unity.

Everyone has thoroughly twisted into one rope.

He started making the Ancestral Demon Core into a Crown of Truth, and announced to the world:

"The Wizard Kingdom will establish the position of Great Sage, as the Sword Holder of the era, to receive the favor of all beings, pushing the entire Wizard Era!"

The news of someone inheriting the position of wisdom and power didn't cause fear, but rather joy.

Countless wizards pursuing truth eagerly registered, among them were many strong ones.

"Let me try!"

"This is my era! Even if only for ten years!"

Someone eagerly volunteered.

"No, I'd better not, I think I'll just research slowly."

Someone backed down, despite acting generously and passionately for truth in daily life, unwilling to sacrifice their life.

But there were still many registrants.

Never underestimate the word 'dream'.

If you tell some renowned scientists on Earth to shorten their lives to one-tenth, one-hundredth, they could surpass the wisdom of Einstein and Tesla, with science and theory attainable within a lifetime appearing before them, would you agree?

"I would!"

On the street, a girl holding a newspaper muttered quietly, "I don't want to go outside, too many people, but if I don't go, I might die..."

"Little girl, they are all top wizards, what are you getting yourself into?"

"Oh, what do you mean might die, seeking truth isn't that bad."

Voices arose from those around her.

The girl seemed easy to bully at first glance, timid, somewhat cute and silly, what could this little lass be as a Great Sage?

"No, no... I still have to go." The girl shook her head; at this rate, she really didn't know when she might die.

Relying on others to push the era forward is unreliable compared to relying on oneself.

Besides, others might die of old age, unable to withstand the trials, that is because their souls are too weak; her soul was vast, likely she could recover from damage.

She was a cemetery, probably be alright?

Three months passed.

The position of Great Sage in the Wizard World underwent numerous selections, a girl emerged victorious.

Tulisha.

Twenty-three years old, a Golden Robed Wizard, the youngest professor at Mishnaca College, attaining the title of Advanced Wizard Academician, yet extremely shy and timid.

Even surrounded, she'd become so tense she couldn't speak; this girl could actually overcome and outshine the very top batch of wizards of the era.

The entire world was shocked.

Some doubted, some felt the era declined; how could such a girl rise to the top.

"At peak false advocates are born, and dusk witnesses devout followers."

Upon donning the crown, Tulisha walked into the Great Sage's palace, seeing words written on both sides.

She whispered, "That has some truth."

The position of Great Sage is inherently like a moth to a flame.

The Sword Holder, burning one's life at twilight for the entire civilization, pushing the era forward by oneself.

Many claimants of embracing truth were deterred, only those truly pursuing truth are the most devout followers, competing for Great Sage.

"I have reached twilight... Life only lasts ten years."

Tulisha, draped in the most ornate purple robe, representing the era's foremost sage, yet with a timid face, like a little lass cowardly hiding behind the door.

Even communication is behind a door, sending messages through a Crystal Ball to relay with other wizard subordinates.

"Everyone... I have a dream, I dream, in the ten years I push forward, it should be the last ten years. After death, this land should not need a Great Sage."

"Because the path has been opened, leading to even higher skies..."

Other Golden Robed Wizards were utterly astounded.

This person spoke with the softest voice, saying the most arrogant words.

Which era isn't built on the accumulation of the strong?

The development of fundamental disciplines, the progress of civilization, hasn't every advance been pushed by one generation after another?

Though Aurora was timid, her character shy and introverted appeared easy to bully, but in research she was extremely confident!

And here, it's the Abyss World left by her biological mother Elis.

Mother killed all fathers, leaving the world to the land and beings.

As a daughter on the land left by her mother, she also aims to help the era's development, much more so her name being Aurora.

Symbolizing dawn, light, hope...

She bears her mother's every dream.

Effort is needed, Aurora.

You are hope.

"First, first here... build a tower."

She communicated through gauze with wizards on the other side, drawing a large circle on the map of the Crystal Ball.

Though puzzled, the era's Great Sage's orders are absolute.

Soon, under the gaze of the world, a super Sage Tower entirely made of pure Demon Core was established.

"With this tower, I won't need to travel the world like past emperors, gathering wisdom from each city's Demon Core life."

Tulisha continued, "This tower can radiate wisdom from Demon Core life over half the Empire and strengthen the gathered wisdom and power."

Others turned black at once.

The laborious effort to build this thing was just so she wouldn't have to travel the world, absorbing wisdom from each city's Demon Core life, wanting to stay in the room?

This fellow...

Is it really reliable?

Yet the Wizard World erupted!

Great Sage Tulisha, a shy girl, was the strongest wizard of the era, leading entire civilization.

A mere year passed.

The truly Half-Step Legendary Realm completely emerged.

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