After two days…
Over the course of two days, a remarkable transformation took place in the vast, sandy expanse that stretched for miles. From the barren desert, a new landmass began to rise, slowly and steadily, as if drawn from the depths of the earth by an unseen force.
This newly emerged terrain was covered with an expansive, evergreen forest that spread in all directions. The air buzzed with anticipation as everyone watched the birth of this new land, a testament to the mystical power of the inheritance ground awakening.
The atmosphere was charged with excitement and tension as the final preparations for the inheritance ground were made by all disciples. Disciples from various sects, their robes adorned with intricate symbols of their sects and families, busied themselves with last-minute preparations.
Because of the excitement of inheritance ground, the rivalry between the KAN family and Kent seemed to fade into the background. The drama that had once captivated everyone’s attention was overshadowed by the monumental event at hand.
Out of the 1,033 disciples set to enter the inheritance ground, 153 gamblers had placed their bets on who would emerge as the inheritor. The central glass jar in the gambler’s house now contained a staggering 153 million mana stones, a glittering testament to the high stakes of Inheritor’s Fortune. Fatty, was among the first to deposit bet of one million mana stones.
Despite the calm, a sense of unease lingered beneath the surface. The new land was mesmerizing, a place of beauty and wonder, but its origin and purpose remained shrouded in mystery.
The identity of the demigod whose inheritance awaited discovery was unknown, and there were no early signs to offer clues. The disciples and their supporters could only speculate, their imaginations running wild with possibilities.
In the midst of this, the Supreme Spear Magus stood atop the Wizard Association’s tower, his eyes fixed on the green expanse below. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and calculations, assessing the potential threats and opportunities this new landmass presented. He knew all too well that calm often preceded the fiercest storms.
Inside his luxurious magical castle, Kent focused on sorting things and making final preparation. He had spent the past two days refining the poison arrows and arranging them into quiver. He could sense the anticipation held by thousands, waiting for the moment the inheritance ground would finally reveal its secrets.
As dawn broke on the third day, the entire land mass showed it’s full form. A soft, golden light bathed the forest, casting long shadows and highlighting the intricate patterns of leaves and branches. The scene was serene, almost too perfect.
The disciples gathered at the edge of the forest, their eyes wide with wonder and determination. The silence was almost palpable, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves or the chirp of a distant birds.
Suddenly, a deep, resonant hum filled the air, growing louder with each passing second. The ground beneath their feet trembled, and a faint glow emanated from the heart of the forest. All eyes turned towards the source of the light, hearts pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. Read exclusive chapters at empire
“Boom”
Suddenly a lightening fell from the sky and created a disturbance in the forest. All disciples took a step back and ran away from the edges of inheritance ground. A small inviable layer of energy element separated the inheritance land and out-siders.
After few instances, a loud bell rang out from the Wizard Tower, its deep, resonant toll echoing all around. The sound was a declaration call, immediately galvanizing the entire camp into action. Elders and soldiers of the Wizard Association quickly formed orderly lines before the tower, their disciplined ranks a testament to the command of Supreme Spear Magus.
The high elder, an imposing figure draped in ornate robes, held a wand to his throat, amplifying his voice as he began to speak.
“Everyone, prepare to enter the inheritance ground. You have one hour to ready yourselves. Except for the 1,033 disciples holding the entry tokens of the Wizard Association, no one else is permitted near the inheritance ground.
When the next bell rings, everyone will form lines according to your sect ranks. You will have only a few minutes to enter, so be prompt and prepared.”
His announcement sent a wave of urgency through the crowd. Disciples sprinted towards their residences, gathering with their sect members and making final preparations.
Soldiers of the Wizard Association moved swiftly, ensuring that all unauthorized individuals were cleared from the vicinity of the inheritance ground’s barrier.
The Demonic Tree Sect’s disciples, making their way towards the Wizard Tower with Princess Maya leading the way. Her presence commanded respect and admiration, her every step exuding an air of regal authority. Behind her, the disciples followed in disciplined formation, their sect’s banners fluttering proudly in the breeze.
Even before the next bell rang, disciples began lining up according to their sect ranks, the air thick with anticipation. Wizards bearing the octopus emblem on their robes diligently managed the lines, ensuring that only those with the proper tokens approached the barrier. The tension was palpable, the excitement almost tangible as the moment of entry drew near.
High above, the Supreme Spear Magus floated in mid-air, his form radiating a powerful aura. He stood sentinel before the barrier of the inheritance ground, his eyes scanning the assembled disciples. With a series of precise gestures, he began the intricate preparations to open a portal for their entry.
Meanwhile, Kent and Tata Lan walked purposefully towards their sect’s designated area. Tata Lan, though maintaining a brave front, couldn’t hide the flicker of excitement in her eyes.
They joined their fellow sect members, blending into the disciplined lines that had formed. The other three disciples of Eternal Sun Sect, felt surprised by sudden appearance of Kent. But they stood silently without making an eye contact with him.
An elder from wizard association began verifying each disciple identity token and another elder began counting the number of disciples gathered.
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