Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

The meeting lasted a total of three days.

During these three days, the three civilizations established a set of alliance rules and made clear the division of various functions.

In terms of military scheduling and logistical resources, the three civilizations formed a United Military Department for intelligence exchange and resource allocation.

Specific military movements were handled by the Staff Department of the United Military Department. The staff officers were chosen from World Masters selected by the three civilizations.

Yes, the staff officers in the United Command had already been elevated to World Master.

This wasn't because the Staff Department didn't have Level 3 Creatures, but because these creatures were all part of the think tank for the staff officers and not directly involved in decision-making.

Moreover, as battlefield strength increased, along with the emergence of the Four Elements Creation Machine, control over the promotion of Great Wizards by Wizards would be relaxed.

Great Wizards are certainly more useful than Three Rings Wizards, and each School also needs to promote a batch of Great Wizards to balance combat strength between the Schools. The Crowns had already tacitly considered the Titan Legion as part of the Miracle School. Faced with these nearly mass-produced World Master level Titans, they had to find a way to balance.

At that time, Great Wizards would become akin to Legion Commanders, personally leading frontline combat. Naturally, Great Wizards becoming staff officers was also fitting.

In addition, the three civilizations agreed on a resource trade agreement, refugee resettlement policy, Abyss Erosion management policy, and many other details.

It's safe to say that only after this meeting could the Wizard Alliance be considered officially established.

At the end of this meeting, the Wizard Alliance made a decision regarding the war with the Gods Civilization.

The Gods Civilization abandoned 273 worlds as a buffer zone, and the Abyss Civilization would be responsible for eroding these worlds into Abyss Worlds as a means to delay the Civilization Devourer.

The Wizard Civilization would be responsible for building fortifications on five important Hub Worlds leading to the buffer zone and establishing a Star Realm unified defense system to ensure future attacks by the Civilization Devourer would halt there.

The Alliance named this operation the Grand Retreat, thus marking the beginning of the first major operation following the establishment of the Wizard Alliance.

...

"Great war, another great war!"

In the Floating Fortress, Gao Wen looked at the orders he received and couldn't help but sigh.

Beside him, Asu, who was practicing Martial Arts, also opened his eyes. He had recently acquired a Superior Martial Arts technique in the Sect, enough to see him through to the Grandmaster stage, namely the World Master stage.

"The Galaxy Mayfly is dead, and new enemies have emerged. I really don't know when this will end," Asu sighed as well.

Neither Wizards nor Wild Beastmen are warlike races like Abyss Demons, which are akin to Biological Weapons. Prolonged war is enough to exhaust any veteran physically and mentally, especially those who started fighting in their teens.

However, despite their complaints, both Gao Wen and Asu felt a slight relief in their hearts.

War is what they are most familiar with; everything they learned and all their experiences were for war.

War had become a part of their lives.

If the war truly ended, it would be as if they were thrown into a battlefield where they had no experience at all.

War is a Melter; no matter what goes in, what comes out is only chunks of alloy.

Suddenly, a communication came through.

Gao Wen glanced at it and then agreed to the communication request.

A three-dimensional projection emerged from the Crystal Ball, and Donna, with antlers on her head, looked very serious in the projection.

"Gao Wen, you've received the orders too, right?"

Gao Wen nodded and said calmly, "Looks like you got them too. The new war has begun, Donna."

"Gao Wen, the wars have never truly ended," Donna sighed. "Even you've received the orders; the higher-ups' assessment of this war's situation isn't optimistic."

Gao Wen is an old Wizard with over three hundred years of war experience, which is quite outstanding even in the entire Wizard Civilization.

Generally, Three Rings Wizards with such experience would apply for promotion to Great Wizard or apply to become a staff officer to stay away from the dangerous front lines.

But Gao Wen didn't do any of that.

The fatality rate for new Wizards promoted to Great Wizards is extremely high, and although applying to become a staff officer is feasible, Gao Wen has been consistently achieving victories over the years. With the situation improving battle by battle, it was hard for him to give up war merit to become a staff officer, whether emotionally or in terms of interests.

Given his current experience, as long as a Legion Commander died or applied for a transfer, he would enter the candidate list for Legion Commanders.

Returning to the subject, a seasoned Wizard like Gao Wen naturally wasn't part of an ordinary legion.

He belonged to the 7612th Elite Wizard Legion, a pure veteran legion, codenamed Wrath of the Gale. In the legion sequence, any legion that had a codename was nothing short of elite among elites.

The soldiers of these legions were the most elite, and the battlefields to which they were sent were naturally the most dangerous.

For the past few years, they had been stationed in Hub Worlds, guarding them. And now their mobilization only indicated a more prioritized and dangerous battlefield compared to the Hub Worlds had emerged.

Indifferently, Gao Wen stated, "We've never been to a safe battlefield, Donna; you need to learn to relax your mind."

A bitter smile appeared on Donna's face. She wanted to relax, but the war situation had significantly improved when she joined the army.

Faced with such a war that is likely in unfavorable conditions, her limited experience was simply not enough to ease her mind.

"I'll try, Gao Wen."

Upon finishing, Donna glanced at Asu beside them, suddenly showing a mischievous smile.

"Asu, I have a dinner voucher for Master Dama here."

Upon hearing this, Asu instantly understood what Donna meant.

Coupling, certainly hoping there wouldn't be a third wheel nearby.

He patted his chest and loudly promised, "No problem, little Donna, remember to send me a message when you leave. Before you send it, I guarantee I won't return."

A trace of helplessness flashed across Gao Wen's face.

As an Alchemy Wizard, he had long transcended such primal needs. But Donna is a Physique Wizard primarily focused on physique; she could suppress her instincts but would never tolerate the urge when she could unleash it.

With the war looming, Donna's bodily instincts probably erupted once again.

"Haha, Asu, you're the best!"

Amidst laughter, the communication ended, and soon after, Asu's Crystal Ball received a magic voucher.

Confirming the voucher's usage time, Asu immediately stood up and mischievously remarked to Gao Wen, "Boss, don't forget to reinforce the bed frame this time."

Gao Wen glared at him and cursed, "Get lost, get lost, you fellow bought with just a dinner voucher. All the dry rations for this war are under my control!"

Upon hearing this, Asu laughed heartily, then left the room and headed straight for the dining area.

Five minutes later, Donna, wearing logistics power armor, arrived at the door.

As she entered, the door suddenly began to tremble.

It's hard to imagine what caused this trembling of a door that Asu couldn't budge even with his fists.

Thirty-six hours later, the door opened.

Donna left the room wearing a fully repaired power armor, her steps light, leaving only Gao Wen behind, using Life Magic to heal his nearly shattered pelvis.

At this moment, he exuded an aura of transcendence.

"Such torment, need to replace the pelvis with alloy next time."

...

A priest looked at the Abyss Army in the distance and murmured, "With the Divine King above, do I really need to fight alongside these demons?"

On the vast plains, the endless Legion of Gods gathered here. In the past, they were summoned for a crusade, but now they stood alongside their old crusade enemies—the Abyss Demons.

This is a miniature world named Horod by Gods, one of the two hundred seventy-three abandoned worlds.

According to the Alliance decision, this world must undergo Abyss Erosion, becoming an Abyss World.

Above the plains, the native Divines of this world gathered in full.

In their respective sects, they were the supreme beings, friends, spouses, foes, and sworn enemies among each other.

But now, all these Divines appeared together to announce one thing to their believers.

"My people, a great catastrophe is impending... a monster from the stars is approaching our world... the Divine King has made his supreme decision... we must abandon our homeland and settle in our allies' worlds..."

The Divines' proclamations echoed across the plains, stirring corresponding emotions among the soldiers on the plain.

This is Gods Civilization, where there is no such thing as unbelievers. And among these soldiers, there was not a single light believer; fanatics were quite common.

Finally, the proclamation ended, and the soldiers, fervently aroused, swore to fight the monsters to the bitter end. The Divines generously bestowed blessings, which were formerly reserved for the bravest warriors and the most devout believers, now scattered as if money was no object.

The Divines knew that their believers had almost no hope of survival, and even they themselves would struggle to survive the war.

Being stingy now, what would all the stored Power of Faith in the Divine Statues be used for—a treasure chest for other Divines?

On the other side of the plains, the Abyss Demons sneered at the blessings from the Divines.

At this moment, they diligently eroded the land beneath their feet; the plains, once rich and fertile, were transformed into Abyss territory where only carnivorous plants could grow.

They also knew that they would likely perish in the upcoming war, but they were not afraid.

Because they could feel the Abyss watching over them.

Under the Abyss's gaze, all their bravery would be recorded, then transformed into privileges of the Abyss Curse, or even the Abyss's blessing.

Should they survive the war, their status would ascend, and if they died, dying under the Abyss's gaze, they would deem it worthy.

Even demons have their beliefs.

The same scene played out in different roles across the two hundred seventy-three abandoned worlds.

Countless beings, due to one decision at the Alliance meeting, traveled far from their native lands, facing life and death, love and hate, all becoming insignificant in this moment.

In the tide of history, even the divine are insignificant.

The stage is set; soon the protagonists will begin to appear.

In the dark, boundless cosmos, a dark fleet slowly approached the worlds of Gods Civilization.

The war began once more.