Dark Eldar

"If it's a random event, that's true. If it's premeditated, that's also true." Edward hesitated, inwardly groaning, not wanting Loki to misunderstand him.

Edward needed to remain focused and careful, lest he let down the elders' efforts.

The Cyclops is "enchanted" inside the "Ice Cage" (a way for pets to level up; leveling up regular magical pets has been restricted; early warlocks had to find monsters of the same level to enchant it). The leveling is quite fast, and Elder Schopenhauer sprinkles the prepared "Green Silver Crystals" (rare) into the Ice Cage, hoping the Cyclops will gain good skills or attributes.

Due to his low combat strength, "Kyklops" ran around in the ice cage like a clown, completely lacking the domineering aura he had just unleashed.

"Go all out! Don't dodge! Don't back down!" Edward III was a little angry. He had actually used "Pain" (Level 3) on the giant? He wanted to punish him!

The Cyclops, "Cyclops," understood that his host, Edward, was acting in his best interests. So, he mustered his courage and charged at the dragon again! During this process, the demigod seemed to sense something akin to "the blessing of a true god." (Note: "The blessing of a true god" is a legendary divine skill that only gods and demigods can learn and comprehend.)

Frost Elder Celia and her 20 intermediate disciples sat in meditation to rest and watch the "cage fight"! Edward III's baby, with the help of Priestess Catherine, completely drew the dragon's "firepower"! Elder Schopenhauer revealed a long-lost smile.

"It seems that everything is developing according to my prediction."

Saints from another world, such as Joseph, Schopenhauer, and possibly Sun Yun, have gradually acquired predictive abilities (level 120). This kind of "soul magic" can only be mastered upon reaching a certain level and realm! Unlike "prophets," one does not have level restrictions, while the other requires both level and "wisdom" restrictions to comprehend. (Speculation: The Black Dragon King evolved into a human after drinking the "humanoid potion," perhaps also desiring "holy power.")

Prophets are not omnipotent. Long ago, countless wars humanity experienced stemmed from prophets spreading false prophecies (misleading information) for their own gain! Gradually, in this other world, the special profession of prophet has disappeared (become banned). Only high-ranking elves and humans can now master it. Can they truly predict the future accurately? NO! The "truth" is often not the only one! For example, Schopenhauer's recent predictions—"Loki and Edward will not be able to invite the Black Dragon King; or Loki's purification spell will be immune to the BOSS!"—are all things Schopenhauer considered.

High Priestess Catherine was exhausted; her mana was down to about 30%, and glistening beads of sweat carried a captivating fragrance. When Catherine tried to wipe them away, some of the sweat had already frozen into ice crystals. The council chamber was simply too cold!

"Let's exhaust the dragon's strength a bit more; we're doing this for peace!" Elder Schopenhauer handed Catherine the best blue potion. "Miracle Mana Potion," which restores 100% of mana within 1 minute.

"Focus!" Catherine politely declined. She activated a skill that enhanced "Mental State," instantly increasing her mana regeneration rate by 50% for one hour.

"Elder Schopenhauer, give the precious potion to the Frost Apprentices. Look how cold it is! I imagine they must be exhausted," Catherine said, waving her staff.

So, Elder Schopenhauer broke down the Great Blue into several Medium Blues and Small Blues, giving them to Celia and her apprentices. Elder Celia's 20 disciples were mostly young women, and Celia spent many years conducting closed-door teaching within the "Illusionary Realm." Elder Schopenhauer didn't have much contact with them, and Elder Celia participated in far fewer major events than other elders. Rumor has it that one of her outstanding disciples (Iron Man George) tragically died during an exam, bringing sorrow to this lonely female mage.

Dejected, Loki followed the familiar terrain to his room.

"Bang!" The dormitory door slammed shut.

This was his former room, which Schopenhauer ordered to be preserved for Loki after he obtained the "artifact" and became the youngest High Wizard. This can be seen as a token of the elders' "love" for Loki.

Loki's anger can only be perceived when he is calm.

"Knock knock knock!" A knocking sound.

"Who is it? No teaming up or asking questions! Do not disturb!" Loki shouted at the door.

"Brother Loki, it's me, Benjamin!"

"Oh, it's you! Come in, Ben!"

"Wow! The dragon has been conquered by everyone, aren't you going to go and see? I saw you come out just now?" Benjamin asked curiously.

"Hey, let's wait and see! Benjamin, I'm a bit tired from this mission. If you don't have anything else to do, I'd like to take a nap! I'm just too sleepy."

Loki was indeed tired, and he hadn't slept in his own single bed in a long time...