Many days had passed in the blink of an eye.
During these days, White Stone City had been shrouded in a tense and gloomy atmosphere. Wizard Level battles could erupt at any time and place. Skirmishes, ambushes, and counter-ambushes were rampant, turning the entire White Stone City into a battlefield.
Ordinary people walking on the roads of White Stone City would hardly step forward before potentially witnessing massive explosions erupting from beneath their feet or beside them, blasting bodies to smithereens and leaving no trace of their remains. This caused the multitude of citizens in White Stone City to be in a constant state of panic. Normally, if there was nothing urgent, they dared not step outside, and the streets were chillingly desolate.
Some even started packing their luggage to flee White Stone City with their families, seeking refuge with relatives elsewhere.
Richard, on the other hand, did not have much of a reaction to this but quietly sped up some of his research.
