The Ghostly Floating Realm, the Floating Palace above the City of Truth.
This is an entirely obsidian-made ring-shaped hall center, with a signal tower more than thirty meters high, guarded by crystals, and surrounded by eighteen signal receivers.
At this moment, a large number of City of Truth staff are sending messages to various Wizard Organizations through the signal receivers.
"Yes, please temporarily evacuate the vicinity of the coast. If possible, also inform the nearby Roman Family."
"...please notify the humans under your jurisdiction, they better not leave, right, right..."
"Is this Mr. Antonio? Is City Lord Muse in seclusion? City Lord Rosen also has matters? Alright, please convey on behalf of Mr. Antonio..."
"We’ve said all we can, you’re free not to leave, but at your own risk."
"..."
Various voices of conversation, chaotically echoed in the hall. This was something unimaginable at usual times, it only appeared when something major happened.
And indeed, a major event had occurred. The message was personally brought by City Lord Zhuguang, so these staff did not dare to delay, sending intelligence and information to various organizations through the signal tower.
Generally, in the whole process, Wizard Organizations cooperate well with their work, whereas some lesser-known, small Wizard Families or rogue Wizards, due to various issues, feel it’s exaggerated, and some simply don’t believe it. Perhaps it’s personal rebellion, or maybe just a matter of perspective... In any case, it’s bearable, but there are some whom the signal tower contacts who merely laugh sinisterly without stating their stance, driving the staff in the hall crazy.
Still, no matter how bizarre it gets, the work must continue, as it concerns a large number of lives.
And most importantly, Black Monarch Adelaide was standing behind everyone, her cold gaze making them dare not slack off in the slightest.
About five minutes later, the eye of a massive creature appeared outside the obsidian hall, its watery, lively eyeball gazing inside. Simultaneously, it extended several black tentacles toward the inside staff.
The staff, initially on their posts, retreated repeatedly in fright.
"Little Ghostly Floating~ don’t be naughty. If you’re not good, I’ll tell Kalapuye later~"
With the end of these words, Zhuguang, dressed in a black robe, jumped off the massive creature and patted its eye.
The massive creature hesitated for a moment, then retracted its tentacles and slowly flew off into the distance.
The staff in the hall finally breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Zhuguang, and returned to their workstations.
Zhuguang then walked to Adelaide’s side: "How’s the situation?"
Adelaide: "The number of those willing to listen to advice and those unwilling is about what you predicted."
Zhuguang sighed: "Alas, there’s nothing we can do. For many Wizards, stubbornness and prejudice are mountains hard to destroy."
Pausing, Zhuguang continued: "Besides that, are there any special situations?"
Adelaide: "Yes, Song of the Deep Sea is the only large Wizard Organization unwilling to listen, they even sent a large number of personnel to the Mist Belt."
Zhuguang: "Who conveyed the information over there?"
"Golden Umbrella."
Zhuguang raised a brow: "It’s Sangye Witch, the Sea God’s disciple... don’t bother with them, Florenza surely understands the importance. He probably has his calculations."
"Trying to pit Yimagan’s faction?"
Zhuguang immediately feigned ignorance: "I have no idea, anyway, Song of the Deep Sea has enough foundation, I believe nothing major will happen. Besides Song of the Deep Sea, any other special circumstances?"
Adelaide thought for a moment: "Haven’t contacted Barbarian Cave."
Zhuguang: "If you can’t contact them, let it be. Barbarian Cave is deep inland, far from the coast, and their headquarters is in the Mirror World, even if something happens in the Mist Belt, it won’t affect them."
After discussing this situation, Adelaide asked: "What about the situation on your side, Chairman?"
They had returned to the City of Truth from the Plane Corridor and split into two routes. Adelaide came to the signal tower to notify various Wizard Organizations about the Mist Belt situation, while Zhuguang used the Secret Book to contact the two Council of Truth members of Crown Star Church — Gauss and Vila.
Aiming to explore the potential impact of the mysterious fruit in the future through vague prophecy.
Zhuguang shook his head with a somewhat gloomy expression: "Not optimistic. Although direct prophecy of the mysterious fruit is impossible, according to the prophecies of Wizard Gauss and Wizard Vila, at some point in the future, many unknown cause deaths appeared in various overseas Continental Nations. Similar death prophecies also appeared near the coast of Flourish Continent."
"Confirmed to be caused by that fruit?"
"Not sure..."
Zhuguang hadn’t finished speaking when the noise in the hall suddenly grew louder, with multiple signals simultaneously accessing eighteen signal receivers.
The staff were even busier, dripping with sweat.
"What’s going on?" Adelaide stepped forward and inquired of a staff member who was on a call.
"Black Monarch, I received a transmission from the Fas gap of Shangbo Coast, saying all ordinary people near Shangbo Coast seemed to turn into controlled puppets, walking step by step into the sea. A large number of people have drowned at sea, and some apprentices as well... Ah, the person I was talking to also suddenly lost the signal just now, could he also..."
Adelaide and Zhuguang exchanged a glance.
Zhuguang sighed: "Previously uncertain, but now it’s basically certain, it must be the mysterious fruit causing the impact."
Adelaide frowned: "Even beings at the level of Observers can’t control it?"
Zhuguang: "Alas, Legendary Wizards need to master the Law, while mysterious objects often transcend laws or even detach from rules."
"What now then?"
An out-of-control, mysterious fruit capable of affecting more than half of the Southern Domain is a disaster.
Zhuguang shook his head: "I don’t know either, let’s wait a bit longer, maybe it’s just that the Observers haven’t acted yet, besides, isn’t there that strange octopus?"
Perhaps they can subdue the mysterious object?
Time, for Adelaide in the past, was something she didn’t care about. Every time she practiced spell techniques, months or even years would pass, but now, every minute and every second mattered to Adelaide.