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Listening to Glenn's passionate promises, Sorey immediately imagined a bright future in his mind.

An industrial fortress that influences the world rises majestically, and they are the people standing on the fortress, and they will be remembered by history.

This is what inventors like Sorey want most.

"There's no need to say more, Mr. Glenn! I will burn everything for the goal you've mentioned in my life! Even if it means my death, I will not hesitate!"

Solei held Glenn's hand, which was trembling slightly.

Glenn only now realized that he had been too excited and accidentally brainwashed the other party.

But there is nothing wrong with this. Having a goal in life and unlimited motivation is a life worth envy.

"Just do it with confidence! I'll be behind you!" Glenn patted Sorey's shoulder in a firm voice.

After being taken away and entertained for a whole day, Glenn hired a carriage to return the next day.

I was always looking forward to what kind of future the lizard man with a scientist's mind could create, but this mood was soon broken by a piece of news.

The magician brought out from the dragon ruins woke up.

As soon as Glenn opened the door of his house, he saw a neatly dressed old man sitting at the table in the living room, holding a glass of water in one hand and taking a sip elegantly.

The elf housekeeper looked helplessly at Glenn who opened the door.

"I didn't expect you to decorate this place like this. I can hardly recognize it."

The magician looked at Glenn gently and smiled.

Glenn didn't answer, but walked forward, stroked his chin and frowned at this guy who was very different from the one in the ruins.

"Don't look at me. As you can see, I have returned to normal, and I still have a lot to say to you."

The old magician raised his hand and motioned Glenn to sit down as well, as if he was the master here.

Glenn said nothing. He sat opposite the old magician and said after a moment of hesitation:

"Are you the previous owner of this house?"

The old magician nodded, "Yes, I built this house, a long, long time ago, but I guess it has nothing to do with me now. I feel like you have replaced every piece of land."

"You won't be able to live here for long if you don't change it." Glenn rolled his eyes and continued, "I've already spent the money. I can't give this house back to you, but I can help you find a new place to live."

The old magician smiled and said, "I am a fifth-level magician. I will be fine even if I sleep on the street."

"That's great."

Glenn twitched his lips.

"Enough of the small talk, I still have a lot to tell you."

The old magician's expression suddenly became serious.

"You talk, I'm listening." Glenn made a gesture of inviting someone to perform.

The old magician put down the cup of water, took out a moldy notebook from his body, opened it, and a few little guys jumped out of it.

They were unknown little bugs.

"I have a general understanding of the current situation on the continent. The organization I once dedicated myself to has perished, and I have already told you my name, Chernback, or you can call me by my nickname, the Gray Light Mage."

Chernbach, the Gray Light Mage, had a look of nostalgia in his eyes. He paused before continuing:

“When I first came to this town, I fell in love with it. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not because of the scary environment here, but because of the quietness here.

“I’m a magician who likes traveling, but I also like to delve into the mysteries of magic alone, so I asked the mayor for a piece of land here and built this house.

“I built a basement and built a multi-portal portal underneath to facilitate travel to other important places.

“You should have been to the island of flying fairies. I thought it had become a kingdom of pigmen, but I went to see it when you were not there, and it seemed different from what I thought.

"Can you tell me what you did?"

Glenn only hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "I killed all the pigmen and liberated that place."

This guy who calls himself the Gray Light Mage has already witnessed Glenn's power in the ruins, so now he doesn't mind giving the other party a little shock.

Sure enough, after hearing that Glenn had killed all the pigmen, the Gray Light Mage's pupils shrank. I guess the horror in his heart was far more turbulent than he showed on the surface.

After swallowing his saliva gently, the old magician nodded in confusion, "So... So that's how it is..."

After reorganizing himself, he continued:

"Although I am not someone special to those flying fairies, I still want to say thank you to you. Those little guys are a very kind race and should not suffer so much..."

In fact, in a sense, it can be considered as the genocide... Glenn sighed in his heart and waved his hand gently to the Gray Light Mage:

"It's just a matter of convenience. Besides, those pigmen are too brutal and disgusting. Even if there were no flying fairies, I would still be unable to resist taking action if I encountered them."

"Thank you anyway."

"Go on."

"Okay." Gray Light Mage continued, "In addition to the island that belongs to the flying fairies, there are two other places that are now forbidden areas. It's best if you don't set foot there. Of course, with your ability, nothing should happen even if you set foot there.

"One of them is Janusset, where the Kingdom of Kanlius used to be. When I built residences and portals there, it was still a beautiful place, but no one thought that the ground beneath that land was where the primordial worms slept.

"The Primordial Bug, comparable to the Knight King, suddenly woke up and turned that place into a world filled with poisonous fog in just one night.

"See these little guys?"

The Gray Light Magician suddenly motioned Glenn to look at a few little bugs playing on the table.

"These little guys are the offspring of the original worms that I brought back from Janusset."

The old magician's eyes became serious.

“I’m experimenting on these little guys, trying to find a way to put the Primordial Worm back to sleep without the need for force.

"But I didn't find this method, and instead I discovered something very scary."

He looked into Glenn's eyes, "The Primordial Worm is still in its growth stage! In other words, the Primordial Worm will become even more dangerous and terrifying!"

The two looked at each other for several seconds before the old magician finally heard Glenn say, "Oh."

The Gray Light Mage was almost choked, but when he thought about the unfathomable strength of the guy in front of him, he understood why the other party had this reaction.

Putting the playful little bugs back into the old book, the old magician tried to get Glenn to pay more attention to the original bugs, saying:

“I don’t know if you know anything about the several origins, but the power of the origins has great destructive power on the environment. The origins recorded in the history of the continent so far have all been at the peak of level eight in combat power, and only the Knight King, who is known as the invincible level eight, has the power to kill them.

"But! Even if it is a peak level eight Primordial, it can cause damage several times more extensive than that of an ordinary level eight warrior. If the Primordial is even more powerful, then..."