Wilbur emerged from the Dragon Confinement Spell, and Heaton smiled, saying, "Congratulations, Wilbur, you've succeeded." "No, this is just the beginning." Though Wilbur had spent 300 thousand years cultivating in the Dragon Confinement Spell, only ten thousand years had passed in the outside world. However, this time had felt incredibly long to Wilbur. The deaths of Augheimer and Felix weighed heavily on him, and while he had been powerless before, he did not want to miss the opportunity this time. "Heh," Heaton chuckled. "So, are you still clinging to the past? Even three hundred thousand years couldn't change your mind, eh? Do you still want to become the dimensional guardian's servant, return to the past, and save your friends?" "Yes," Wilbur replied resolutely. "But have you ever considered that perhaps everything you're holding on to is meaningless?" Heaton said as he picked up a bottle of beer and drank deeply. Wilbur, with a cold expression, responded, "Others may t
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