After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

The cool, poetic notes echoed through the night.

The bone demon's spirit stared wide-eyed at what it saw.

"You... are not a mental projection like him..."

"Or rather, the Venerable One himself has come?"

Even with the insights of a legendary mage who had witnessed the passing of the dead, it was difficult to suppress the terrifying mental fluctuations.

Or perhaps it's more accurate to say that his surprise stems from his status as a legendary mage with extensive knowledge of dimensional travel.

Travel that transcends dimensions and realms can easily span several months or even years.

If it's a spiritual projection, one can take a shortcut through the spirit world... but for the physical body to appear in person...

Moreover, judging from the words of the legendary black-haired, black-eyed mage, this legendary gold elf had clearly only received the message from the other party a few seconds ago and rushed over.

He gazed thoughtfully at the crystalline spatial cracks in the sky: "A Beast that traverses realms?"

This is an astral creature that exists only in legends and ancient texts, and is said to have the ability to traverse thousands of dimensional barriers in an instant.

However, the records of the Pure White Tower in this world don't even contain any accounts of witnessing a World-Transcending Beast...

Moreover, by signing a contract with them, one can freely use their abilities.

"It seems that in another world—"

"The wizarding civilization is far more prosperous and flourishing than I imagined..."

"They can even tame mythical creatures like the Boundary-Crossing Beast, which only exist in legends and ancient books, and use them for their own purposes."

The bone demon's spirit uttered a soft sigh.

He looked at the golden sprite in the night sky, and his pupils suddenly contracted slightly.

Deep within the memories of the departed souls, those almost forgotten recollections from two thousand years ago suddenly surged forth like a tide.

That was something he had overheard and heard by chance when he was a wizard cultivating in the Pure White Tower before he was transformed into a skeleton demon.

"You just said you are the master of the Dark Tower..."

"And in this world..."

"The Tower of Extreme Darkness also exists, and I remember..."

The ghost's words were somewhat hesitant, tinged with uncertainty: "When the Tower of Darkness was destroyed... it seems that an eight-page mage did indeed go missing."

"Moreover... that eight-page mage seems to be a gold elf!"

In an instant, a multitude of speculations surfaced in the mind of the Bone Demon's ghost.

Even though the magic network exists in every plane, the fact that someone discovered its secrets and subsequently developed a wizarding civilization may simply be a universal principle in every world.

but--

Even though the development of wizarding civilizations in different worlds must have similarities, it is not surprising that they use similar spells.

However, some of the spells that Sharl used earlier, whether it was "Calm Mind" or "Shattering Spell," had spell models that were too similar.

Initially, the departed souls thought it was just a coincidence.

But now it seems...

"I'm sorry—"

"On my journey, exiled by time, many of my memories have faded."

"However, this world feels strangely familiar to me, and I must have indeed stayed here during my wanderings."

The golden elf's cold words echoed in the desolate ruins.

“I already know about this from Charles, so—”

"The Tower of Pure White, and the burial ceremony of this world's wizarding civilization—"

"Then I will see you off."

No unnecessary movements.

Suddenly, a black staff that swallowed up the light appeared in Vemus's hand.

Given her status, she no longer needs auxiliary tools like a staff to connect with the magic network, or perhaps the magic network simply doesn't exist in this world to begin with.

This is just a courtesy, and also a ritual.

Then--

The golden elf slightly opened its mouth.

next moment--

The chanting, like singing or recitation, flowed out like a stream, rippling through the night sky.

"Gods of Oblivion and Ancient Lords, please show your children the way..."

"Mystra, the goddess of magic, please dispel the mist for your students..."

"The King of Wizards"

"The ancestor of ancestors".

"Please light a candle for your comrades..."

"Protect all things here, the forgotten, the mortal, the remnants of souls, and the memories of the completely deceased, and journey to the realm of the wise."

"Just like the laws of magic—"

The sound of metal echoed between the ruins and the heavens and earth.

That was the language used by the ancient high elves.

However, both Sharl and the undead present were legendary mages, and they easily understood the meaning behind it.

The meaning of that ancient word is—

"die"!

"Spell Decree. Death" was originally a single-target, instant-death forbidden spell that could only be used on a single living target.

The success rate of instant death also varies depending on the opponent's rank, magic resistance, and mental strength. Generally speaking, when used on a fellow legendary being, it can only reduce their life force and is unlikely to produce a truly instant kill effect.

But at this moment——

The command to die is not given to a single life.

Instead, it was given to the entire ruins of the Pure White Tower, and the magnificent city attached to it.

The giant stone that formed the entrance to the pure white tower is dead...

In just a few breaths, those pure white, towering boulders weathered and eroded as if they had endured hundreds of millions of years.

Then, in the gentle breeze flowing across the wasteland, it silently turned into fine dust.

It vanished with the wind, leaving no trace.

Next, there was the foundation of the pure white tower, its middle section, all the way to the top floor, and the ruins of the surrounding buildings...

It is a substance that has no life, yet it completes the entire process from birth to old age in just a few breaths.

Then, it transformed into the purest fundamental particles and died completely...

Countless points of light scattered and flew across the dark sky.

The once magnificent ruins are now completely empty, leaving only a pale wasteland.

The bone demon's spirit hovered in the empty ruins, silently watching everything before it.

he knows.

From this moment on.

This pure white tower, and the souls of the countless departed within it, have finally been sent to the final resting place in the hearts of all wizards—the ethereal and elusive Wonderland of the Wise.

He has truly found peace.

..

The entire wasteland was eerily quiet; you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, the golden elf broke the silence of this world.

She descended from the sky and then walked slowly towards us.

The crystal high heels made a clattering sound as they walked on the rough gravel.

Vimers walked step by step to Ciel and slightly raised her head to look at him.

She looked at her only disciple.

Those pale golden eyes held both relief and emotion.

"Although I had a premonition when you broke through to the legendary level—"

"But I didn't expect..."