Outside the White Tower, in an open-air cafe, Aisha was drinking coffee with Ingulit.

They really were just drinking coffee, they didn't even chat, Ingulite was reading a book with her head down, while Aisha opened the screen to browse the forum.

Ingrid didn't like chatting, so Aisha wouldn't force a conversation with her. They usually went out like this, finding a place to sit for an afternoon, reading a book or browsing the forum, then having a meal and going back to their own homes.

Although Aisha had many friends, and a prophet never lacked friends, the only friend who could make her feel relaxed and comfortable without saying a word was this girl from the same hometown who used to follow her around.

Perhaps it was because after practicing the prophecy faction, Aisha would subconsciously speculate on other people's behavior. Just like psychics don't trust others, prophecy magicians also have similar occupational diseases. Only a childish and straightforward swordsman girl like Ingrid could make Aisha let down her guard from the bottom of her heart.

However, this time she was not just meeting with Ingulit. In between browsing the forum, she would inadvertently glance at the golden river in the white tower in the distance.

In just a few months, three layers of walls had been built around the White Tower, covered with barriers, and thousands of magicians had attached miracles to every brick inside. The Fortress Legion, Griffin Company, and Missile Star Guards were stationed there permanently - not even the Imperial Palace had such luxurious treatment.

But Aisha did not give up. As one of the few "tide riders" left in the wave, she and other prophecy masters lurked in various locations of the White Tower, trying to detect flaws that could be exploited by the White Tower fortress.

The White Tower Fortress was by no means invulnerable, even though it was a fortress built by a legion of sorcerers, but the golden river that ran through the sky destroyed most of the arrangements inside.

In fact, Aisha has found the 73rd exploitable flaw, but these flaws are too small, like the burrs on the edge of a nail. Even if you tear out a large piece of skin from the burrs, it will not cause much damage.

As an anti-Starry Sky organization registered in the throne room, Wave cannot organize large-scale attacks. The last trip to the uninhabited city of Nash was the most daring adventure since Wave was founded. Most of the time, Wave waits for the Starry Sky to reveal a huge flaw, and then gently pricks it, like puncturing a huge pustule, to release the dirty pus and blood from the Starry Sky.

There is no doubt that if the ceremony of the golden river running through the sky is disrupted, it will definitely severely damage the false starry sky, so Aisha took the risk to come so close to observe the white tower.

However, it would be too conspicuous for her to sit here alone for an entire afternoon and peek at the White Tower - as a prophet, the throne room paid as much attention to her as to the sanctuary magicians - so she asked Ingrid to come out.

Two youthful female college students just find a place to kill time, which is the main plot of many youth dramas.

but……

Aisha finished her third cup of coffee and sighed softly.

There is no loophole that they can take advantage of.

The Starry Kingdom has accumulated thousands of years of strength and is escorted by thousands of magicians. If the wave can easily destroy this ceremony, it would be too much of an insult to the Starry Lord.

And as time goes by, Aisha's observation loopholes will become fewer and fewer, because the magicians inside the White Tower are also repairing the fortress. Therefore, the best time to sabotage is today when the ceremony begins.

Once the ritual is successful, it means that the power of the Star Lord is further enhanced and his rule becomes more stable.

If this continues, when will the sky be broken?

"Are you worried about something?" Ingulit closed the book and asked Aisha.

"without."

"Oh." Ingrid opened the book and continued reading.

After a moment, Aisha couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to ask again? Maybe I'm just lying?"

"Whether you're lying or not, you don't want to tell me, so there's no need to ask."

Aisha blinked and smiled, "In fact, Ingrid, you may have talents in both prophecy and psychology."

"But I only like swordsmanship." Ingrid shrugged: "The talents of other factions are meaningless to me."

"Every time I talk to you, I always feel like I'm the one with the worst eloquence." Aisha poked the cake with a small spoon, "Have you ever thought that sheep might also have wisdom?"

"Sheep are indeed intelligent." Ingrid: "When the ram at home finds out it can't beat me, it kneels down and surrenders as soon as I enter the sheepfold."

"If sheep have wisdom, should they destroy the sheepfold?" Aisha asked. "If some sheep know that the outside world is dangerous, and that they are happy in the sheepfold, and that they can never be the opponent of the shepherd, do you think they should try to destroy the sheepfold?"

"Why not just run away?"

"Maybe they can't escape without destroying the sheepfold," Aisha shrugged, "or maybe they simply hate the sheepfold."

Ingulit closed the book and thought for a moment, then said, "There is no such thing as should or should not, only whether or not you want to."

Aisha glanced at the river flowing through the sky in the distance: "But maybe they shouldn't. After all, if the sheepfold is destroyed, other sheep that don't think of escaping may be in danger."

"Why should we worry about other sheep?" Ingulit said, "Danger and happiness are relative. No matter how safe the sheepfold is, there is still the shepherd who controls everything. No matter how dangerous it is outside, it is possible to live freely. As for happiness... those sheep who don't want to live in the sheepfold are themselves unhappy."

"The creatures will find a way out on their own. All creatures should only be responsible for themselves. There are sheep that want to destroy the sheepfold, and there are naturally sheep that want to protect the sheepfold. Whoever wins the fight will be obeyed. For example, if I win, the ram will have to kneel down."

"What if destroying the sheepfold was really a mistake?" Aisha asked.

Ingrid took a sip of coffee and said, "We only have a history of 1,668 years, while the virtual world has existed for more than ten thousand years. I believe that we magicians must have made countless mistakes that could destroy the world, let alone sheep?"

“Most people are not fortune tellers. Only when they reach the end do they know what is right and what is wrong.”

Aisha supported her chin and looked at Ingrid quietly.

"Is there anything on my face?"

"Two eyes, a nose, and a mouth."

Aixia stretched, stood up and twisted her body: "Let's go somewhere else - go shopping in the mall."

“But I still want to read.”

"My butt hurts from sitting so hard!"

"All right."

Aisha informed the others through the miracle bracelet that she would give up the investigation. Since there was no loophole, it was not worth wasting time on it, unless the wave wanted to attack the White Tower Fortress head-on.

But let alone the interior, the outermost city wall alone is a three-dimensional defense system strengthened by the miracle of "ground veins". From the sky to the underground, there are invisible barriers separating the inside and the outside. Moreover, because the ground veins are connected, the defense power of each point of the barrier is equivalent to that of the entire city wall, and it is impossible to use a war of attrition. If it cannot be broken in one blow, the city wall barrier will quickly absorb the ground veins to recover.

According to Aisha's estimation, only the strongest attack of a top-notch offensive legendary magician could possibly break through the outermost wall. Note that ordinary legendary magicians are not enough, they must be top-notch offensive legendary magicians. Legendaries like "Painter" who have many tricks are not in this category.

Looking at the entire galaxy, perhaps only Duke Vosloda has this strength. But according to the information that Di Mi has taken over as the acting head of the Vosloda family, Duke Vosloda is either stationed in the White Tower or performing the escort ceremony in the virtual realm.

No one could break through the White Tower Fortress, so Aisha naturally would not continue to dwell on it. Besides, she had drunk a little too much and needed to go to the mall to find a restroom.

"Ingrid, let's go!"

However, Ingrid sat there without moving. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the White Tower, with a confused look on her face. Following her line of sight, Aisha saw five figures in purple and blue clothes appearing on the road leading to the White Tower Fortress. They looked like...

"We're the ones with the wave!?"

Aixia was confused and quickly contacted other trendsetters, but they all reported that none of their members had taken any action.

At this time, the magicians of the White Tower Fortress also discovered the traces of the five people. The Wave had long been on the list, and they naturally recognized the purple and blue clothing as the Wave logo. However, facing a fortress with thousands of magicians stationed, the five of them walked over so brazenly that it was hard not to suspect that it was performance art or voluntary surrender.

"The front is a military restricted area, stop immediately!"

The sound of the loudspeaker cut through the sky, attracting the attention of passers-by. However, the five people still did not hesitate and directly crossed the yellow line on the ground.

"shooting!"

The gunners on the city wall fired a volley of shots, and the sound of gunfire resounded throughout the starry sky of Galashi!

However, the bullets were like a rainstorm, creating ripples around them, but not a single one could hit their bodies!

Sanctuary magician!

Those five people are actually all Sanctuary Magicians!

There are less than five Sanctuary Magicians in the Wave!

The passers-by frightened by the gunshots quickly ran away, but Aisha pulled Ingrid to hide, put her hands on the ground, and activated the reconnaissance miracle "ground listening"!

Aisha heard their conversation from afar, thanks to the shaking of the earth:

“…Ah! This is so annoying. Why do I only have one magic spirit? I wasn’t this miserable even when I was at my lowest point!”

"Me too."

"You are nothing. Yours is a god, and you have complete control over it. You are the strongest one among us!"

"Why isn't the gospel projected over here? Isn't the gospel ours?"

"At least not yet."

As they were talking, they had already reached the city wall. The gunners stopped shooting and sternly shouted, "I am warning the gunners outside now. Please raise your hands and surrender immediately. The Bullet Star Guards are on their way. If you don't surrender, you will bear the consequences!"

Aisha held her breath. Five Sanctuary magicians alone could not accomplish anything, not even ordinary legendary magicians. If they could not break through the outermost wall, then they were just touching the butt of the White Tower Fortress, attracting the attention of the throne room, and by the way... Shit, they were attracting hatred for the Wave!

"Who's coming?"

"Let me do it. I'll blow it up with one halberd!"

"Let's do it, let's blow it up with one punch!"

"That's fine with me."

Aisha was stunned, wondering if she had heard it wrongly - they were all so confident that they could break through the White Tower Fortress? That could almost be seen as the crystallization of the wisdom of all the magicians in the Starry Kingdom!

"Let me do it. The wave sword spirit system happens to have a move that is very suitable for this place."

"good."

The next second, the red-haired female magician suddenly spread her wings and flew up. But unlike ordinary virtual wings, her virtual wings were pure black wings, and they looked just like... the wings of a demon in a fairy tale.

She approached the wall, drew her sword and swung.

喠——

Like the sound of a bell ringing from a distant shore, all the onlookers inside and outside the city wall felt as if their hearts were struck by a hammer.

Then they saw a ball.

A blood-red crystal ball covering the city wall.

It was as if a sphere had been cut out of space, with no connection between the inside and the outside. Inside the sphere, the city walls and the gunners were shaved into the finest dust, and when space returned to its original state, dust and flesh fell to the ground at the same time, mixing together without distinction.

The invisible barrier was broken.

The outer wall, which was strong enough to withstand the legendary magician's bombardment, was pierced through.

But none of this was more shocking than the scene with the bloody crystal ball.

"What a beautiful wave of transformation and extinction..." Ingulite murmured, "But, but isn't this the secret inheritance of the Vosloda family?"

At least it’s not just Chaochao that’s taking the blame, Aisha thought.