Wizard: I Have a Game Panel

Chapter 571 369: "I'll Do My Best.

Rejecting Sanchez's proposal, Lor continued to put forward various strategies to address the upcoming changes, which were transmitted by each councilor, and the entire Wizard Alliance moved into action in an instant.

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Jerald Plane Group, Center Plane.

"Dong dong dong——"

Suddenly, a series of urgent bells rang out from Levan Wizard Tower, located at the center of the plane, quickly spreading in all directions, and urgent bells rang out from the clock towers at the centers of numerous Wizard Academies.

Regardless of whether they were conducting research, making potions, teaching students, or nurturing fields, every wizard's face paled at the instant they heard the bell.

In a classroom for Fire Element Apprentice-level witchcraft.

"This is..."

"I remember hearing this kind of bell before, but... I must have heard wrong, right? How could something like that happen?"

"No, Riley, you didn't hear wrong, this is indeed a special combat readiness order, but it should just be an exercise."

"Teacher Polly, what's wrong with you?"

The moment the bell rang, the children sitting below the podium started discussing noisily, the atmosphere was overall not serious, but rather relaxed.

However, when they noticed the face of the red-robed female wizard standing on the podium turn pale, the discussions abruptly stopped, leaving only the urgent bells echoing in the classroom without any other sound.

"Children, this lesson will end here for now."

The female wizard in a red second-circle wizard robe took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic in her heart, and said to the wizard apprentices below, "We need to proceed to emergency evacuation now, everyone has to reach the underground shelter within three minutes."

"Remember, this is not an exercise!"

"Follow me!"

The sudden ringing of the bell signified the Wizard Alliance's special combat readiness order, indicating that a powerful foreign enemy had begun invading the plane group, and even Councilor Levan wasn't confident in handling it.

All academy teachers who hadn't received special notifications were to do their utmost to lead all their students to the underground shelters for refuge.

If it were an exercise, she should have received a notification long ago.

Yet, up till now, she hadn't received any notification, and the implication of that was obvious.

Having said that, the female wizard pointed at the closed classroom door.

"Whoosh whoosh——"

Suddenly, blazing flames appeared on the door, turning the classroom door into a pile of ashes.

Subsequently, the flames did not disappear but instead turned into a glistening corridor spreading downward.

The female wizard was the first to fly into the corridor without hesitation, and the students quickly followed suit one by one.

Outside the classroom, various corridors, vines, columns of water continuously burst forth from all directions, all aimed at one main point, the uncovered area beneath the academy square.

At the same time, teleportation arrays throughout the center plane flickered incessantly, with individual wizards leaving and groups of wizards and wizard apprentices entering the center plane.

The entering wizards, following guidance, quickly and orderly flew towards the opened underground bases.

Top floor of Levan Wizard Tower.

Levan stood at the window, overlooking the endlessly surging elemental waves of the academies below, deeply sighed, his face full of helplessness.

If possible, he wished to take all the humans from the entire plane group, not just some wizards and apprentices.

However, after thousands of years of development, the number of people born in the entire Jerald Plane Group was simply too numerous, and the mentor only gave him ten minutes, promising to come and get him after ten minutes.

Such a short amount of time really wasn't enough to gather many more people.

Time passed by the second.

In the first minute, deep crimson spaceships suddenly ascended from the academies tightly surrounding Levan Wizard Tower.

These spaceships were enormous, the smallest being a kilometer long, their hulls engraved with multiple defense magic runes and space expansion runes, with only two or three sparse attack runes.

These were battleships focused on migration and refuge, a component of Wizard Civilization's preparations for unknown disasters.

By the third minute, a third of the sky over the central plane was veiled by almost identical deep crimson spaceships.

Yet, the ascent speed of the deep crimson spaceships did not slow but increased even more.

By the fifth minute, the sky over the central plane was completely shrouded by crimson battleships.

When the time reached nine minutes and fifty seconds, the sky of the central plane had become an ocean of red battleships.

Levan flew to the air above the Wizard Tower, surveying the heavens and earth before him.

The layered battleships completely blocked out the sun, plunging the land into darkness, as if heralding the future of this plane group.

Gazing at everything before him, his heart was unbearably heavy and filled with uncertainty about the future.

Clearly, the Wizard Alliance had already firmly established itself in the Crystal Domain, and even Overlord-level civilizations treated them with courtesy due to the mentor's reputation.

The Wizard Civilization just needed to continue steadily, with a brilliant and resplendent future almost within reach.

How could it have suddenly turned out like this?

Ten seconds quietly elapsed.

A figure in a black Space Wizard Robe suddenly materialized before Levan.

"Mentor, will our Wizard Civilization return in the future?" Levan looked at the person who had long since been deified in Wizard Civilization, admired by countless wizards, and asked the question from his heart.

Lor looked at his student standing before him, with white hair and some wrinkles on his face, suddenly feeling a bit dazed.

He seemed to return to the moment when he first met Levan.

To the time when he learned this little guy had worked hard to create an absolutely safe 'platform,' ultimately only taking ten percent of the proceeds.

Over twenty thousand years had swiftly passed, and little Levan had become much older, but his kind heart remained unchanged.

Lor opened his mouth, hesitated for two seconds, and ultimately did not give a definite promise, merely saying plainly, "I'll do my best."

In the past, he could promise Kateya and Agular, allowing them to believe in him, because he knew what was going to happen in the future and had the confidence to lead them to a better future.

But now, he was equally uncertain about the future.

And unlike Levan, when Levan was bewildered, he could confide in him and ask for an answer.

But he had no one to confide in because he stood at the very forefront of Wizard Civilization, acting as its guide.

Revealing even a hint of his own confusion could wreak immense havoc on Wizard Civilization.

"I believe in you, Mentor." Upon hearing Lor's reply, Levan's eyes radiated a dazzling brightness.

As long as the mentor wishes, everything will eventually get back on track.

What is happening now is all temporary.

Lor watched Levan, who seemed entirely transformed, his face no longer showing any confusion but rather filled with high spirits. Lor moved his lips slightly but, in the end, said nothing more, merely uttering two light words.

"Let's go."

In the next instant, the sky above the central plane of the Jerald Plane Group cracked open.

An immensely large spatial rift took away the entire sea of warships hovering in the sky, letting sunlight once again shower down upon the now-empty central plane's land.

The land that was once dark and lifeless seemed to welcome light again.