"Wizard Brennan, what's the condition of the front line?" Abel gazed forward and asked.
Although the lava from hell was stopped, there was still a strong scent of hell, and a fourth of the front line was burned black.
It seems like those lands might not grow a single thing in the next thousand years, at the least.
"The Evil Kingdom has 2 teams of 10 legendary knights prepared and so we have 30 legendary wizards. But no fight has broken out yet!" Wizard Brennan said.
Abel frowned. Was wizard Brennan trying to drag him down by asking him for help in this situation?
But he was here anyway, and knights were nothing compared to the dimension crack.
"Brother Kemble, please help out a bit!" Abel smiled at the dragons.
He flashed 500 meters above ground and took out the mysterious crown. All of a sudden, a giant floating fortress appeared above the Defence wall.
Other than Wizard Miles and the dragons, all the other wizards were stunned.
