The gray-haired man humbly walked over to the thorn apple and fell to his knees.
The glimmer that was in the gray eyes had disappeared, leaving only sincerity.
"Tower Canon, Tower of War, Battlefield Division's Ashes Team. Hunting-Ashes greets Lord Seventh Page War. I'm willing to sacrifice my unworthy life to carry out your decree."
The gray-haired man dipped his head and kowtowed before the thorn apple. He reached out and plucked the golden lush thorn apple from the ground, holding it gingerly.
He threw the golden thorn apple into the evolving Class 3 dimensional rift.
With the energy of the dimensional hub, the golden thorn apple started to slowly wither.
The wilting golden thorn apple released a large burst of energy, pushing the dimensional hub's spatial energy up a level.
This resulted in the evolving dimensional rift to open and widen by three times.
