In this world, there are miracles that words cannot describe.
Every time Ben looked up at the long spear bathed in interwoven lightning, such a thought would arise in his mind.
The long spear floated above the center of the hall.
Rolling clouds surrounded it, and white-gold arcs of electricity continuously shot from the cloud layers, striking the gun blade, then bouncing off in an arc before dissipating into the darkness.
Within the clouds, there was no sound of thunder; instead, in the utter silence, everyone seemed to see scenes of the heavens toppling and stars falling to the ground.
Green light flowed across the floor of the hall, outlining the shadows of each raised stone grain. The light seemed to shift like flowing water, as though a quiet river ran beneath.
Faced with this scene, even William couldn’t help but change color. Macaro and Ou Fuwei’er had become dumbstruck from the moment they entered the hall.
With a little tap, the small staff in Fairy Tania’s hand fell to the ground, yet she remained oblivious.
Romantic looked up, her round eyes wide open, without a trace of elegance. Beside her, Frey also wore an expression of shock, while the Lake Knight behind her stared silently at the long spear. Meanwhile, Nemesia beside them was full of fascination.
"This is the Sky Blue Spear..."
Ben heard the Female Knight behind him muttering, curiously glancing back at her. Because this reaction was almost identical to his own from that day, though he didn’t think much about it, just waiting for William to finish his admiration.
After all, aside from these wise Cloth Processing Craftsmen Wizards, probably none on this continent would dare assert that this was the genuine Sky Blue Spear.
The wait was not long.
Just a few minutes later, Ben heard William exhale heavily. The Old Mage seemed to sigh before he said, "This is the true Sky Blue Spear."
A dead silence ensued.
Macaro appeared somewhat like Hazellian automaton sealed underground for years, returning his head nearly rigidly, stammering, "Master... you say this is..."
"Shut up, I didn’t let you cut in," William interrupted sharply. Although Macaro was known as the Kingdom’s Cunning Fox, he dared not act rashly in front of this big shot. He paused momentarily, forced to keep silent, yet his expression was as unsightly as ever.
The Old Mage then nodded contentedly, looking back at Ben, "The Sky Blue Spear reappearing may not be a good thing. How do you plan to handle it?"
Ben had long discussed a way to handle it with Tanaya, but he understood the Great Mage’s implications. According to Bujia’s usual practices, they would conduct some research and completely seal this place to avoid potential troubles.
It’s somewhat incomprehensible, the Craftsmen Wizards standing at the peak of all civilizations are the ones most afraid of trouble in this world. Because they follow isolationism, remaining aloof from worldly affairs, and even actively intervene to quell signs that may embroil them in complications if necessary.
Not only the Silver People of Bujia, but most Silver People seem to share this tendency. The Silver Elf also avoids the world due to a prophecy, and even the Golden People’s Dragon Clan directly seals themselves in the Dragon Realm, with only a few of the young generation venturing into the outside world.
As players, it’s very hard to understand the reasoning behind this. Some players believe this setup was made to balance the game since the Silver People’s power is indeed unrivaled for the Black Iron People, Humans, and Wind Elves.
For example, the strongest enemy encountered by Ben since crossing over was undoubtedly Andesa, one of the Twelve Pastors of Shepherd Tree Man during the Trade Wind Ring event. Having reached the supreme peak of the Element, almost nearing the boundary of perfect physical form, but at such a level, in front of Silver’s William, could only be considered a little girl.
——Regardless of age, or the strength itself.
And William is merely one of Delora’s male witch Twelve Leaders; the Silver Alliance includes the Great Library, Pure White Tower, Rainbow Focal Wizard Association, and Craftsmen Council, along with the disbanded Twelve-Circle Magic Society.
Because of such terrifying power, the Bujia dare claim to rule the skies, standing on equal ground with the Dragon Clan.