Meanwhile, in the Spiritual World...
The Elves Island was quiet as usual, even considering the increased frequency of their allies' visits to this sacred land.
The elves were also on the move more than ever lately, but life in this place went on more or less as it always had.
With a history of more than 10 million years, the elven tribe was the oldest in the world and had seen a bit of everything and had the means to protect themselves from almost any calamity that came their way.
However, while most of the small Elves Island functioned with a sure normality, in the heart of this area, a level 99 elf sitting on one of the branches of the Tree of Life suddenly changed his expression.
While he was using his powers to predict the future, the life energy of the tree, which shone brightly in a white hue around his body, suddenly dissipated.
At that moment, his open eyes, which were covered with a white layer of energy, were suddenly shrouded in darkness.
Sweat dripped down his forehead, while his skin became extremely opaque, and his entire body shook.
In his mind, he saw a metallic warrior he had never seen before in the Spiritual World.
This warrior was floating in the air, carrying a red trident with blood dripping from its tips.
Meanwhile, he had an absolute level 100 aura, the same as several other individuals similar to him who were in the surrounding area.
The sky was black but also bright, with many more stars above, shiny flying ships, and an army of armors all looking in the same direction.
Gulp!
Shifting his focus, the elf tried to look at the same place as the beings in his vision.
'It can't be...' He looked and saw what he feared the most.
At that moment, the layer of dark energy covering his eyes dissipated, and he felt as if his breathing, which had long since stopped, came back all at once.
"Shit! We're in trouble!" He opened his mouth as he breathed heavily.
"Elder Valvalur, what's going on? I thought you were having a vision." One of the high-level Demigods nearby promptly approached the level 99 seer.
Several of the Elves Island elders who could predict the future were currently focused on trying to catch a glimpse of the coming years, especially the beginning of the ice age.
So far, most of their visions had been rather vague and practically changed daily, something that rarely happened.
The future could be changed, but usually, it didn't change that much, and it continued along crooked lines to the same destination.
Lately, however, the endpoint, the goal, or rather the destination, seemed to be constantly changing, something very strange to the elves, which had hindered their attempts to predict the future.
But recently, for the first time, one of the elders had seen something so dark that he despaired after awakening from a vision.
"Warn everyone. Powerful enemies are coming! Soon, we will be attacked by Gods!" He said as his eyes, hands, and legs shook.
"The target of the invaders is the world, not the people here. They will destroy everything in their path until they reach their goal!"
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"What?" The other elf shouted, while several others in the branches of the Tree of Life heard this and felt bad feelings in their hearts.
"When will this happen, elder?" A level 98 elf asked, curious to try to predict the future at the same period as Valvalur to confirm what he had seen.
"The same time we reach the pinnacle of the ice age." The level 99 said, sensing that this time, all the races of the world would be tested with the greatest of difficulty.
He looked up at the sky, fearing the end of the world as he knew it.
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Meanwhile, in the Seraphim Spatial Kingdom...
Maximilian had been processing the spiritual energy of Divine Medicine for years, meditating in the most secluded place in that Spatial Kingdom.
But as he was doing this, he suddenly felt a change in the day, as if the complex problem he was trying to solve to get to level 100 had suddenly changed.
One moment, he seemed stuck, not knowing how to proceed. The next moment, he felt as if a clue had just appeared in his mind, and he saw a special path forming before him.
'Level 100... That's the way! This is my destiny!' He felt the changes in his being, sensing his chance of advancing had jumped from 43% to 71% in a single breath.
As he felt this, he became more and more confident, finding it easier and easier to master the chaotic and extreme energy of this special power source.
'Vico, you bastard, wait a little longer! Soon, this God here will knock on your door!" He thought confidently, feeling he would complete his closed cultivation in no more than a year!
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Meanwhile, in the depths of the South Sea, there was a place that even the rulers of that area, the Sky Whales, avoided approaching.
In a part of the South Sea where there was a gigantic ancient ruin, the strongest living being in the Spiritual World of this era, the leader of the Sky Whale Tribe, lived in seclusion in that area.
As he slept, digesting the last 'snack' he had eaten 99 years ago, the leader of the strongest tribe in the world, who didn't even know about the current war with the dragons, suddenly opened his eyes when he felt something strange.
'Have you finally matured?' His aura rose exponentially, single-handedly causing the seabed to tremble, while tens of thousands of kilometers away, the sea level would soon rise a few meters just by his action at this moment.
Meanwhile, his large eyes turned to the surrounding ruins, where a huge colored seaweed floated above an exposed spiritual root.
Seeing that the spiritual medicine had reached its peak, the giant creature, as big as a mountain or a floating island, opened his big mouth and let out a long, loud laugh, seeing his wait was finally coming to an end.
"Hahahahahahahaha, it took you long enough, little plant. I've been living in these damned ruins for 200,000 years, but you're finally mature!" He said out loud, not caring about anything else.
"Time for you to give me my advancement!" He moved to swallow the medicine that had just reached the Divine grade after hundreds of thousands of years since his discovery.
Without hesitation, the strongest creature in the world devoured the potentially most valuable resource in the world and prepared to go back to sleep in order to get closer to the coveted level 100!
'In another 15 years, I'll return to the surface. In that time, I'll solve all the problems!'
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