Maybe it's because he lost too much Morning Star-level combat power at one time, and of course, it's more likely because the Pantheon knew that the "President" had returned triumphantly, so even though the archbishop of the God of Justice Cult "Clean Glow" Anthony Vodakali died very unlucky in an unknown corner of the Faeron plane, the Society of Gods and the God of Justice Tyr did not continue to use any insidious means to ambush the "Whisper of Destruction" whose location had been exposed.

So before the results of the just-concluded Sun Flare Level War completely fermented and began to stir up the entire multiverse pattern, nothing happened, and the light punk returned to the Morning Star Magic Tower smoothly as he wished.

Yes, just going back to the Magic Tower and not back to the Hatak Empire is a very strict description that doesn't simplify it at all.

Because just less than five seconds ago, the country "Hatak", which is also more than 200,000 years old, has been completely removed from the Faeron plane, and the unscrupulous Morning Star killing moves of the four Morning Star professionals have not only created two "super basins" with bare crust that have completely changed the terrain in a large area, but the energy aftermath of the detonation of the law tide has undoubtedly evaporated all the material of the entire Hatak real estate.

In fact, when Punk returned to the door of his magic tower and looked into the distance, his Morning Star-level powerhouse could no longer see anything even uneven on the vast barren surface within the visual range, and the soil of the entire Hatak Imperial Kingdom had been burned into crystal clear soft glass by the foehn flames that had blown over thousands of miles, and it was naturally impossible for any living beings to exist on the surface of the ground where the heat was still rolling until now.

Judging from this bleak scene, the inhabitants of Hatak must have been wiped out at the beginning of the Morning Star War due to the concussive space and the sudden increase in heat, after all, such a level of "natural disaster" is by no means something that a dozen master professionals are capable of preventing, and the end of this poor country has actually been doomed from the moment the Pantheon decided to ambush Punk.

"As a result, until the end, this useless waste imperial kingdom still could not escape the sad end of destruction...... But this account should still be counted on the head of the Pantheon, isn't it? After all, if it weren't for those gods who had nothing to do and sneak attack me, why would everyone have made the "temporary cooperation" that was originally easy to gather and disperse into the ugly appearance it is today? In any case, the Hatak Imperial Kingdom is also my property after all, and now there is a group of idiots who don't know whether to live or die have actually destroyed my things without my consent? Very good, as long as there is a chance in the future, the Pantheon will definitely lose a hundred times the wealth as a price, but now I am also a Morning Star mage who is about to advance to the Bright Moon, and I can't let some cats and dogs provoke casually"............

Squinting slightly at the idiot-colored flames that were still dancing and jumping on the horizon, the punk's inner feeling was not pleasant at all.

He "Whispers of Destruction" has never been a good-natured spellcaster, and it is really not too much to describe him as "the grace of the spring is not repaid, and the slightest revenge is returned a hundred times", and the gods of the current good camp actually don't know what kind of trouble and unreasonable characters they have caused at all, after all, because of the influence of "faith", no matter how old the gods are, they are always too confident and self-righteous.

Of course, revenge against the gods can only be in the future, not now, and now the Morning Star Mage, who has just returned to the Magic Tower, has to wait for the "President" to be notified of the meeting while sipping Maurice Emerald Fruit Tea.

Oh, by the way, since the Hatak Empire has fallen, from now on, punks will have to grow their own tea or buy it from "foreign" if they want to drink sweet emerald fruit tea anytime and anywhere............

"Lindon Hughes, report on the specific operation of the magic tower during the energy impact just now...... By the way, go to the warehouse to see how much Morris Emerald Fruit tea is still in stock."

Expressionless, he used his mental power fluctuations in the tower room to give orders, and the punk's words seemed cold and deep in the silent vacuum space.

Lindon Hughes is the new Butler made by Whisper of Destruction before he left for the Calams Empire, and unlike Sebastian's classic image of the old butler, this new butler has been almost completely devoid of human form since the day he was born.

In order to facilitate it to efficiently check the status of the magic circle and the operation of the energy in the more complex energy structure of the magic tower, Punk added seven pairs of magic arthropods that can move freely with the laws of nature as a fulcrum as a means of action, and in order to make Lindon Hughes, who looks like a big spider, more like a spider, the caster also specially added eight big red and shiny eyes to its head.

So at this moment, the second construction butler who quickly climbed down the ceiling of the alchemy corridor to Punk looked almost like the arthropod monsters that often appear in horror movies, and was full of "horror charm".

"Welcome to your triumphant return, Your Excellency Whisper of Destruction, according to the records of the Morning Star Level Detection Center, your magic tower has not suffered any damage in the law storm just now, the first, second, and third waves...... The ninety-seventh wave of energy tides was perfectly resisted by the outermost "Solid Energy Dome", during which the energy of the magic tower was in a very good state, and all the energy circuits were not defective. But about your second question............"

Just like the monster subordinates of the villain reported the conspiracy and tricks to the boss, after truthfully reporting the state of the magic tower of the magic tower, Linton Hughes, who seemed to be slightly embarrassed by the fluctuation of mental power, couldn't help but stretch out a cold claw and scratch his head and carapace while explaining:

“............ The original stock of Maurice Emerald Fruit Tea was actually depleted long before you left the Magic Tower this time, and the latest harvest of the Hatak Imperial Kingdom's finest Emerald Fruit was originally planned to be delivered to the Magic Tower three days after today, but now it ............"

Well, it seems that even if the dust rushes home, this cup of fruit tea punk can't be drunk, after all, even Hatak has now collapsed and destroyed under the ravages of the unwarranted disaster, how can the jade fruit that has not been sent to the magic tower survive in the monstrous flames?

Without saying anything more from his own construction butler, Lindon Hughes, "Whisper of Destruction" could guess a little helplessly - the raw materials of his own jade fruit tea must have been reduced to ashes along with that unlucky imperial kingdom.