While not as powerful as Black Mages, they were cautious enough to ensure their own survival, even during the day during a Crisis.
Now, one had actually arrived at Galen Yu's chunk?
Fries raised an eyebrow and grinned.
"The Black Mage won't talk, the Architect doesn't know anything, but now we have a helpful Wandering Mage who knows a lot!"
What information could they get from him?
This was getting interesting!
As news spread, the Blonde Elder also turned his attention toward the situation.
To be honest, since the Alliance was being surpassed at every turn, he really didn't want to see Galen Yu again.
However, the progress was moving too fast; he had no choice but to watch.
Opportunities on the battlefield were fleeting. If a detail was missed through negligence, it could lead to delayed reactions regarding items or other critical elements.
That would result in severe consequences.
"I hope Galen Yu can achieve a good outcome in his conversation with the Wandering Mage."
Though he said that, the Blonde Elder wasn't truly wishing Galen Yu well.
The more information Galen Yu gained from the exchange, the more information they could intercept. It was essentially free intel.
The Alliance hadn't obtained much information from the Wandering Mage about the civilizations that followed after leveling up.
Of course, they were eager for more dialogue to be exchanged so they could eavesdrop.
Meanwhile, on the Sky Island.
An elderly mage with white hair, blue eyes, and wearing a blue robe stepped forward slowly.
Special characters had a similar standing to players; they were targets for the zombies.
Countless zombies growled nearby, wanting to rush over and tear the Wandering Mage to shreds.
Strangely, despite being so close, the zombies couldn't get near him.
They were blocked two blocks away, as if stopped by an invisible wall.
"The magic shield energy is still sufficient. I hope what happened last time doesn't repeat itself."
Thinking back to the last time when he wasn't prepared and his energy ran out halfway, causing the shield to vanish, the Wandering Mage felt a lingering fear.
Fortunately, he had encountered a few children who had just entered the Block World, and they had saved him.
Otherwise, he really would have been killed by the Crisis.
"Ever since the Large Chunk change, it's been a long time since newcomers like that joined, and they even triggered this Advancement Challenge..."
"I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for that person."
Thinking of something, the Wandering Mage let out a sigh.
"Even if they are newcomers, having them is better than nothing. For the sake of the Block World, I must do my best to help them pass the challenge."
Having finally arrived at the Miniature Chunk, the Wandering Mage had to do something.
Even if the hope was slim, it was better than no hope at all.
Although, judging by the players he had met earlier, that hope seemed very small indeed.
He shook his head to stop thinking so far ahead and looked forward.
"What a vibrant aura of life!"
A look of surprise flashed in the Wandering Mage's eyes.
Even the strongest group, the Alliance, hadn't given him this feeling when he met them.
A group formed by temporary alliances between players might look lively, but the atmosphere was actually oppressive and lacked vitality.
Now, even from this distance, he could feel a flourishing vitality—the true aura of a 'chunk'!
To give him this feeling, it proved at least one thing.
There were villagers in the chunk ahead, and quite a few of them!
"Besides villagers, there's also... the scent of some old acquaintances?"
Sensing more carefully, the Wandering Mage frowned slightly.
It was faint, but he felt it.
It came from the Lost Chunk—those who had lost their guidance, were nearly abandoned by the world, and had gradually fallen into depravity!
It wasn't that everyone there was evil, but for various reasons, creatures from that area were indeed less than warm and friendly.
"Why would someone from there be here? It doesn't look like the place has been overrun?"
Growing more curious, the Wandering Mage quickened his pace.
He was already planning to help the player, but drawn by this special aura, he reached the edge of the Sky Island even faster.
The surroundings were covered in mist, limiting visibility, but he could still hear other sounds.
"It sounds like something being ignited... TNT?"
Thinking it might be a design to guard against zombies, and having seen many strange contraptions, the Wandering Mage planned to wait for the TNT to finish exploding before crossing.
He waited for half an hour.
Even the energy used to clear the zombies was significantly depleted, yet the TNT continued to explode one after another without stopping.
"Why is there so much TNT? Aren't chunk newcomers always scarce on resources? Surviving should be a struggle for them."
The Wandering Mage was extremely bewildered.
His title was Wandering Mage; 'Wandering' was both his profession and a reflection of his perspective.
Because he traveled much, he knew much; he could see the essence of many things at a glance.
He knew newcomers lacked resources and found it hard to survive the challenge, so he came to help. But what was with all this TNT?
Even some Small Chunks wouldn't have the reserves to set off TNT continuously for half an hour without starting a Chunk War.
He tried to change direction, but after walking only a few blocks, the familiar sound of ignition returned.
"There's more?!"
Before even officially entering the chunk, the Wandering Mage was already shocked.
That was definitely TNT; he couldn't have misheard.
How could a newcomer have so much TNT?
After a pause, the Wandering Mage's curiosity grew even stronger. He stopped waiting for the explosions to end and walked straight in.
He desperately wanted to see what kind of person the owner of this chunk was to be able to produce so many TNT bombs!
Unlike the brainless zombies who were easily lured by the profiteer's bait and then died in the baptism of explosions, he knew how to find gaps to enter.
He safely crossed the bombing zone.
Looking around, his limited field of vision was filled with rails, and he didn't see many zombies.
To be able to cultivate so many villagers during a Crisis and create such a safe area was definitely not something an ordinary person could achieve.
The Wandering Mage's heart was full of curiosity.
Just as he deactivated his magic shield and walked further in, his expression changed drastically after only a few steps, and he summoned his shield again.
He saw a wooden boat.
Or rather, he saw the figure on that wooden boat.
"Black Mage? Weren't you imprisoned by the dragons? What are you doing here!"
His perception was correct; there really was someone from the Lost Chunk here, and it was the Black Mage!
As a fellow mage, the Wandering Mage did indeed know him.
It was from an unknown amount of time ago, so long ago that his memories were slightly blurred; the two had even been friends for a period.
Until those guys appeared and the Block World changed.
Once the pride of the mages, the Black Mage had gradually fallen, taking a different path.
"Who is it?"
Seeing the Wandering Mage, the Black Mage was startled for a moment before turning joyful.
"Heavens, it's you! I can't believe I'm seeing you!"
"I'm begging you! By the Alloy Wargod, I'm willing to join you and accept my punishment, I swear."
"Just save me!"
The Black Mage was incredibly agitated. If he hadn't been confined by the wooden boat, he would have knelt before the Wandering Mage.
This left the originally wary Wandering Mage, who was ready to attack, in a daze.
Since falling into darkness, this guy had relied on his own strength and had never begged anyone, let alone with such a lowly attitude.
He usually spent his time swindling and deceiving, and because of his power, no one could do anything to him.
Eventually, he had tried to swindle a certain dragon, which led to his imprisonment.
What kind of wrong medicine had he taken now to have such a humble attitude?
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