Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

The Chaos Dragon was much faster than the Demon Eye. It took five days to fly there on the Demon Eye, but only three days to return.

On the third day, the teleportation planet came into view.

That gray-blue planet floated alone in the void, like a marble that had been carelessly tossed onto a table.

There are no buildings or people here; if it weren't for the beacon, it would probably be completely overlooked.

Lynn jumped off the dragon's back and landed on the stone platform of the teleportation array.

He took the magic stone from the ring and embedded it into the groove of the teleportation array.

The runes lit up, and white light rose from his feet, engulfing his body.

Lynn disappeared.

In the last second before he disappeared, he seemed to see a bright light streak across the void in the distance, like a shooting star flying towards him.

That shooting star was Black Star.

It was fast, but it was half a step behind Lynn.

When it arrived at the original location of the Source Realm, it was already empty.

The deputy leader led his scouts out of the black star, scattered in the void, searched around, and then flew back.

They found nothing.

There are no spacetime turbulence, no world fragments, no chaos dragons, no black fangs, and no bat demons.

The deputy leader returned to the interior of Black Star and went up to the top floor of the tower.

Wutian was still standing in front of the star map, but the red dot representing the Origin Realm on the star map had already disappeared.

"Chief, the Origin Realm has disappeared, along with the surrounding spacetime turbulence. We've searched the area but haven't found any clues."

Wutian turned around, walked down the tower, and left Black Star.

He stood on the surface of the black star, looking down at the empty void. His black robe fluttered in the wind, the hem of the robe being blown up and then falling back down.

He raised his right hand, and a dark golden light shone from his fingertips. The light danced in his palm, then dispersed, turning into countless tiny specks of light that drifted in all directions.

"Tracing the Magic: Echoes of Time"

Those points of light covered the original location of the source realm, penetrating into every spatial rift and every trace of energy.

The dark golden specks of light floated in the void for a long time before drifting back.

They brought back no information.

Wu Tian withdrew his hand, his brow furrowing slightly.

He changed his approach to tracing back.

With hands forming a mudra, the dark golden light in the palms turned deep purple, and the purple light swirled and condensed in mid-air, transforming into a round mirror.

"Psychoscopic"

The hazy mirror reflected a scene from the void.

He aligned the mirror with the original location of the Source Realm and infused it with his spiritual power.

The mirror surface rippled violently, as if trying to trace back, but the reflected image remained unchanged.

He changed the angle and tried again, and the mirror rippled again, but there was still no change.

He withdrew his hand, the deep purple light dimmed, and the mirror disappeared.

His gaze fell on a point in the void.

The space there looked no different from the other places, but he sensed something was off.

The disharmony was very subtle. He raised his right hand, his fingertips tracing lines in the air as if touching something.

When his fingers touched that discordant space, he felt a thin layer, like a transparent membrane.

The space here... seems to be newly created.

Wutian withdrew his hand, stood in the void, and remained silent for a long time.

It can erase the soul fluctuations of mid-level Saint-Stigma wizards and demons, and even make the entire Origin Realm vanish, leaving it untraceable...

This is something that ordinary Holy Marksmen cannot do; it must be at least at the peak of the Holy Marksmen level, or even possibly the work of a True Spirit level wizard!

If he truly is a great, true spirit-level wizard...

Wu Tian turned and flew back into the Black Star, his steps quick, the hem of his robe fluttering behind him.

"Everyone retreat to Black Star." His voice echoed from the tower, reverberating in the empty space.

"Activate Black Star and leave this place immediately."

The deputy leader didn't ask why. He had seen Wutian's actions just now and sensed the oppressive aura emanating from him.

The disappearance of the Origin Realm is probably not a simple matter.

He ran out from the bottom of the tower, across the plaza, and into the control room.

His fingers flew across the control panel, the runes inside the Black Star lit up, and the engine emitted a deep roar.

Black Star began to accelerate, launching itself from its original position and drawing an arc in the void as it flew in the opposite direction.

Its speed increased, and the uneven texture on its surface gradually blurred in the void, eventually disappearing completely.

The original location of the Source Realm is now completely empty.

There is no spacetime turbulence, no world fragments, no undead, no demons, and no Chaos Egg.

There was only emptiness, not even air.

As for the whereabouts of Black Fang and Bat Demon... it will probably remain an unsolved mystery.

...

The surface of the Sea of ​​Death churned for a full day and night on the last day.

The seawater receded from the center outwards, like an invisible giant hand parting the seawater to both sides.

Black rocks rise from the sea surface, starting as individual black reefs, then merging together to form a low-lying landmass.

The land continued to rise, its edges extended, mountain ridges arched from the sea, rivers flowed down the mountains, and seawater flowed back several miles along the riverbed before receding.

The Origin Continent rose from the center of the Sea of ​​Death, like a submerged island resurfacing.

Its edge touched the edge of the goblin world. The point of impact did not shatter or bulge, but simply merged together, and the boundary disappeared.

The Origin Continent is not separated from the Goblin Continent by the sea; instead, a narrow strip of land separates the two continents.

It is not wide, only a dozen miles at its narrowest point, but it is very long, stretching from the northern border of the goblin world to the southern border of the source world, like a natural bridge.

This is the vital passage between the two continents.

Haru was reviewing documents in his study when he received the message.

The guard pushed open the door and came in, his voice urgent.

"Your Majesty, the world has been merged. A new continent has appeared on the Sea of ​​Death, connected to our northern border by a narrow landmass."

"The observation station reports that a large number of creatures are gathering on the other side, resembling an army of orcs."

Haru put down his pen and stood up.

"Order the army to immediately proceed to that passage and guard the choke point. The air force should land near the passage and be on standby."

"The navy is blockading the coastline along the route and ensuring the safety of coastal cities. All ships are on first-level combat readiness."

His voice was steady, and he pressed his hand on the table, causing the veins on the back of his hand to bulge.

The guard responded and ran out.

Haru stood by the window, looking at the distant sky.

The sky had now returned to its normal blue, with no reflections or fog, only the azure expanse.

The clouds were low, and the wind blew from the north, carrying the salty smell of the sea and a scent he had never smelled before.