"Yes, with the resources you've consumed, along with the Rat King and those Tier Seven Wizards continuously attacking this world, it's inevitable for the world to lose mana," Stella explained.
"How much time remains?" Aur asked, his heart tightening.
He had only glimpsed the future once, yet those Wizards had already found his coordinates. Aur hadn't prepared enough; there was still so much to learn by seeing the future again, but the timing wasn't right.
"Sigh, I need more time," he muttered, his eyes narrowing.
Unfortunately, in real life, there's never enough time. If you don't act now, who knows what the future holds?
"Take me to see them," Aur commanded calmly.
"Yes, master." Stella nodded. "I can show their image here."
"Then do it."
Immediately, a mirror materialized before Aur, displaying a vivid scene.
Four black-masked figures floated in the void, suspended in the air, with only their eye sockets visible—dark and pupil-less.
