Northern Wasteland.

The organization Wasteland Witch Spirit has been born here for more than a hundred years.

At first, Sukob was the only one.

And now.

The Witch Spirit has spread its reputation to all countries. Although it has the great effect of the magic scroll, the scrolls created by the Witch Spirit are extremely popular in all countries.

Now, this organization consists of the witch spirit, the servant of the God of Truth and Knowledge, will usher in a huge change.

And this city and villages and towns, which were originally built by the relatives of the witch spirit, will also establish their country in this former wilderness.

Decades ago, when the water source was drawn from the frozen plateau, the Sukob River was opened up.

Trees grew and green in many places on this land.

People living here have also reclaimed a lot of land and planted various crops. Now there are more workshops, but most of these workshops are mainly for the production of magic scrolls.

The remaining small workshops also produce some things for their own use on the wasteland, and the output is still very small.

There are ships often coming in several fishing towns to the west, especially caravans from the Fire Demon Swamp and the Beast Plain. This barren land is well-managed.

As the foundation of a new country, this is enough.

This day.

In the city of Scrolls.

The lords of each leader and the mayors of several towns on the wasteland have arrived.

Everyone in the city also came to a building called the palace to witness the establishment of this new country and see the coronation ceremony of the new king.

Many lords and sovereigns pressed their handprints on a piece of paper, proclaiming the king's orthodox heritage, and his crown was recognized by everyone.

But this person is obviously a person who can press his handprints.

A strong and tall man with obvious part of IVERY bloodline climbed to the stone platform.

A loud voice came to all directions of the street.

"Our country is called the Wasteland Witch Country."

"In order to thank the Lord Wu Ling for helping us establish this country, we have put the word Wu into our country forever."

"Thank you to the God of Truth and Knowledge, to Lord Sukob, to Wu Ling."

“Under their protection, we finally built our country.”

Everyone cheered.

"oh!"

"Wildland Witch Country, our country."

“We have a country, too.”

"Did you hear it? The Wasteland Witch Country, the name of this new country!"

Many devout believers crawled directly on the ground to thank the God of Truth and Knowledge for the protection of the God of Truth and Knowledge.

Some people shouted enthusiastically or burst into tears.

Everyone feels that it is of extraordinary significance to establish a country that belongs to them, and they look forward to the existence of Suinhall and Wanseri Palace in the future.

Sukob did not interfere or interfere with the establishment of a new country.

but.

Although Sukob rejected the name of the Witch Spirit Kingdom, several families who established this country still put the word Witch into the name of the new country.

The largest large families on the wasteland fight each other, all wanting to compete for the throne.

Finally, a method of choosing a king was developed.

It is the kings of each generation who choose from several families that have established this country. Each family of elected kings is qualified to inherit the throne.

No one expected this method, and even Sukob had never heard of such a country before.

He didn't know what the result would be, but at the sunrise, the Ten Thousand Snakes King Court made new attempts, so it was not surprising that some changes were made in the wasteland.

Sukob did not attend this founding ceremony of the Wu Kingdom in the Wasteland.

His influence in this country is already great enough. He does not want to leave too much marks here, affecting the vitality and hope of this new country, especially when he is about to leave.

But he still pays attention to all this far.

At this time, many witch spirits from the Wasteland Witch Spirit Organization also gathered next to Sukob.

Sukob turned around and looked at the witch spirits.

For more than a hundred years, Wu Ling has been staying in this wild and barren land, and now it has reached a considerable scale.

Sukob seemed to feel a little reluctant, but in the end he said.

"Everyone should know."

"I am about to leave the wasteland, not for a short time, but to integrate into the outside world."

"I want to do something, it takes a long time to complete, and it is very likely that I will not come back."

Sukob looked at these people, and each of them had different lights and different expressions.

"I don't know what it will become after I go out."

"So I don't ask all of you to follow me and from now on, you can choose to stay or stay."

"You can choose to leave the wasteland."

"You can choose to follow me to inherit my will and ideals and open up a new future."

"You can also choose to go to other places to do what you want to do, and spread the inheritance of the witch spirit to all directions."

"Of course, you can also choose to stay in the wasteland and stay in this new country."

"Accompany the growth in this new country, do what we were most familiar with before, establish the statues of the gods of truth and knowledge on the wasteland, create more scrolls of divine arts, and explore more secret arts."

"It's up to you to choose."

After the words fell, no one spoke for a long time, and everyone was waiting and watching.

After a long silence, someone finally stood up.

"Mr. Sukob."

Sukob looked at the other party, who said firmly: "I want to leave, but I want to go to the former homeland of Ivil."

"My ancestors came from there, and I wanted to see what the place has become now."

"I want to go and have a look."

"Is the lighthouse that Eville used to be still there?"

For the Ivere, the lighthouse seemed to have a special meaning.

Sukob also has the blood of the IVER people. At this moment, he felt a little sad when he heard the other party say this.

"Illville's lighthouse."

"Hundreds of years have passed, and now it has collapsed."

"I have also gone back to see it. The prosperity of the past has disappeared, and the people of the past have long since left this giant island."

The other party replied: "Then I will repair it again."

"I will light it and let it guide the ships on the sea as it once was."

Sukob nodded: "I understand what you mean and what you think."

"But I hope more that you can treat the Wasteland Witch Kingdom as a country that belongs to you, a country that also belongs to the Iver people."

"There are many Iver people in the Witch Country of Wasteland, but there are also many people in the Ten Thousand Snakes, people from various swamps and jungle tribes, and even many people have the blood of the Suin Hall people."

"Although these people do not have the blood of the IVER, they are also part of this country. They also look forward to and love this newly established country, and they are friends and even family members of the IVER."

"Open your heart."

"Go to look at the future, to look at everyone."

The young man nodded and stepped aside.

Immediately afterwards, someone came up.

The witch spirits were divided into several groups, one who wanted to follow the former glacial fortress to go to the other side of the frozen plateau, where the city of Iver was once located.

A man who wants to go to the Fire Demon Swamp and build a new city there.

They will extend the footsteps of the Witch Kingdom and the Witch Spirit of the Witch Spirit of the Witch to a more distant place.

There are also scattered individual people who want to go to Suinhall, to Sunrise and other places; to bring the inheritance of the witch spirit and the technology of creating magic scrolls to other countries.

After the entire wasteland witch spirit developed to the extreme on the wasteland, it did not choose to stay here conservatively.

Instead, he walked out boldly.
To be continued...