Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

The two enormous figures in the sky, resembling both gods and demons, lowered their heads, looking down at the crowd with madness in their eyes.

"Could these two lunatics be targeting us?"

Someone made eye contact with the two figures above, and with just one glance, felt an immense fear wash over them. Their voice trembled as they asked.

Unfortunately, no one answered his question.

At that moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the enormous energy body that had been gathering in front of Ron and his companion above their heads.

"They've gone mad, they've all gone mad, hahaha!"

"No, no, I want to get out of here! Everyone here is crazy!"

Most of the people present stared at the two figures in the sky, their minds in turmoil, and began to ramble incoherently. Some even knelt on the ground, constantly chanting, hoping to receive divine protection.

"Amu, should we go for it? It looks like it'll be really fun."

"Yes, that's what I think too, but there's no rush now. Let's wait and let Mr. Knowledge eat his fill and have his strength before we talk about it."

"Energy, energy!"

Vassim stood there, looking at Ron and the other man, a fanatical glint in his eyes. His face, which had looked somewhat pale, was now flushed with excitement.

He glanced at the crowd around him, licked his lips, and muttered to himself:

"Food, food!"

A chaotic, gray-black consciousness flew out of his mind and began to spread to those around him.

"I didn't expect this guy besides Philomi. This is getting more and more interesting. What do you think, Your Excellency, the Great Lord of War?"

"War! War!"

"Hehehe, don't worry, I'll put on a great celebration for you, on the condition that you do me a small favor."

On the Church of the Lord of War's side, Erend, whom Philomi had been "thinking about" all along, looked at his nemesis and Ron, who was confronting him.

Their eyes also became dangerous.

Especially when he saw the two above them stop fighting as if by telepathy and turn their gazes toward them, the smile on his face became even more sinister:

"Truly my most worthy opponent, Philomi!"

The Moon Goddess, who had been observing the situation from afar, narrowed her eyes upon seeing this: "Keep fighting, the fiercer the better."

On the Church of the Mother of Nature's side, everyone was staring at Ron and his companion with horrified eyes, and no one noticed the situation of their own new saintess.

"Little girl, you said it yourself."

"Yes, let's help him."

"What a devoted girl, it's a pity the person she loves is crazy... Ah! What are you doing?"

"Ron... he, he's not crazy."

……

Having already transformed into the complete form of the Morok Firebird, Ron naturally had no interest in what the people below were thinking.

He is now in a semi-dormant state of consciousness.

He was completely unaware that all his actions were driven by bodily instincts.

At this moment, in his mental sea, a giant bird formed from flames occupied the entire space, leaving only a small area for him to stand in.

Ron's consciousness stared grimly at the enormous firebird that occupied eighty percent of his ocean of consciousness, his heart heavy with sorrow.

"Damn it, does a bloodline wizard really have this kind of drawback?"

He thought to himself.

In fact, I should have realized this long ago. The wizarding world I live in is full of madness and pollution, so where is there any safe and stable path to cultivation?

Especially on a path like his that allows for rapid progress, the hidden risks are only greater.

"It seems that even a cheat code isn't omnipotent. I shouldn't rely on it too much in the future, otherwise, I might die one day without even knowing why."

Ron looked at the four treasures within his control in the Sea of ​​Spirit:

【Mel's House of Suppression】

Golden Tree (Seedling Stage)

The Sacred Forge

[Eternal Rest in the River]

I couldn't help but feel fortunate.

If it weren't for these things, his consciousness would probably have been replaced by that big bird long ago.

However, as time went by and his living space shrank, Ron became increasingly anxious: "No, I can't just sit here and wait to die."

His gaze shifted to the crowd below.

Since the remaining spirituality of the Morok Firefeather Bird within my body is gradually recovering, all I need to do is consume it completely.

As for how to consume it? Of course, by asking for help from others.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it on my own.

Thinking of this, the flames in his eyes burned even brighter. He stopped paying attention to the black-armored warriors opposite him and just stared intently at the crowd below, his eyes filled with longing.

Meanwhile, Philomi, seeing this scene, suddenly had a thought:

"This guy, could he also be hiding an indigenous evil god inside him? Looking at those weaklings like that, is he planning to use them as energy to defeat me?"

"Heh, that's utterly delusional. Erosdna, give me power, and those people below will be sacrifices, how about that?"

Philomene called out the faith of the Church of Holy Light and the names of the suffering people in his heart, his tone devoid of respect.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have turned into a balloon and exploded in the sky by now.

But he was completely unaffected, and no one knew why.

"certainly."

A deep and majestic voice resounded in the young man's mind. Then, a chaotic energy mixed with many consciousnesses surged into his body, making the already unusually tall black-armored warrior grow even taller.

Then, Ron and Philomi exchanged a glance, both seeing a burning fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

He let out a roar.

"what!"

They flew off in opposite directions, heading straight for the crowd below who were stunned in place.

Flames, corrosive rays, and various other energies converged before him.

"Hahaha, the God of War is on my side!!!"

"Little hope, Wa, Mr. Knowledge, let's go together!"

"Little girl, don't forget what you promised me!"

Just when everyone thought it was the end of the world, roars rang out from many parts of the battlefield, and then figures that blotted out the sky appeared.

A knight enveloped in holy light, surrounded by white flames.

A green tree full of nature and vitality.

A giant, slender serpent with four heads.

A giant dressed in tattered clothes and bound in chains.

The fiery war god, driving a chariot drawn by four horses and wielding a spear.

……

Dozens of figures resembling Ron and his companion appeared on the battlefield, roaring as they charged toward the two attackers.

Ron and Philomene, who were originally at odds, immediately put aside their differences and chose to fight side by side to meet the crowd upon seeing this scene.

Everyone else stared in disbelief at the incredible scene unfolding before them.

I feel like everything that happened today is so unreal.

"Has this the beginning of a war of gods?"

Someone in the crowd asked a question, but no one knew the answer.

Meanwhile, inside the Red Moon Tower, nearly a hundred formal wizards gathered together again, a rare occasion. Looking at the scene appearing on the screen, each of them had a solemn expression, lost in thought.

Until one of them, the leader, said:

"Looks like something big is about to happen again."