Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 1034

Chapter 1023 Locke, how can you be so unpredictable!

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Faced with the question Master Kikongyue asked the crowd, no one planned to answer immediately, after all, they needed to observe the reactions of others.

However, Karl Maniachis from the Black Earth Wizard Land directly said: “There’s nothing to change, let’s follow the original rules. Everyone, don’t be dissatisfied, at worst, all of you—”

Carlton paused, glanced at Locke, and he thought of the video Ramses had shown him.

That spiritual magic was practically invincible.

Karl said, “Everyone except Locke Augustine can be included in the evaluation of my project application. If I lose, I will leave voluntarily; if I win, I ask you all to leave the competition.

This will simplify the schedule, after all, it will clear out irrelevant personnel.”

Edgar David sneered.

The witch Rose crossed her arms and impatiently tapped her arm with her middle finger. “Karl Maniacus, you seem to have misunderstood something. How much knowledge can a Star Ring wizard of ordinary wizarding origin have? You don’t think that magical pressure is everything, do you?” Karl Maniacus

said, “Isn’t magical pressure everything? This strange witch, or do you have some profound insights?

Tell me about your specialties?”

“Hmm?”

The witch Rose’s eyes were cold. “You.”

If Karl Maniacus’s magical pressure hadn’t been at the Star Ring limit, and if this weren’t the March Palace representing the face of the Star Sea, she would have already made her move.

Edgar David sneered, “Some people shouldn’t really think they’re invincible. At least for project applications, magic pressure isn’t the key. For project applications, wisdom and the grasp of truth are the key. After all, even star ring resources can be bought with money. If you don’t care about the cost, then magic pressure can accumulate.”

Karl said, “Don’t make excuses for yourself.”

Edgar David blushed, mainly because he couldn’t gauge the other party’s level. If the other party was truly stronger than him, the strong would be respected, and as a score slave, he certainly wouldn’t dare say a word. But at this moment, he really didn’t know who was stronger between himself and Wizard Karl.

Therefore, Edgar David couldn’t determine whether his opponent was stronger than him, and thus couldn’t decide whether he should be angry.

This feeling was extremely unpleasant.

Edgar muttered, “It’s truly infuriating that my magical pressure is lower than this guy’s.”

The Rose Witch’s clone suddenly spoke, “I’ve heard that the wizards of the Shaping School of the Black Earth are extremely powerful, far surpassing wizards from other regions. Here is an ice flower; please, Wizard Karl, show me the earth-fire magic of your Black Earth.”

Wizard Karl looked at the ice lotus in the Rose Witch’s clone’s hand.

Wizard Karl’s expression turned serious; even someone as confident as him could sense the difficulty of this test.

His opponent was definitely not an ordinary person.

The ice lotus seemed to be frozen by some powerful protective aura.

Wizard Karl sat on the Star Ring Throne, raised his left hand, and extended his index finger.

“I’ll say it again, I’m invincible.”

The next moment, a black magical flame flew from his fingertip. The flame was exceptionally fierce, and in just a few moments, it completely burned away the ice lotus in the Rose Witch’s palm.

The ferocious and terrifying flame, seemingly capable of devouring everything, caused the surrounding magical energy density to fluctuate wildly.

All eyes were fixed on that terrifying black flame.

Many wizards didn’t even understand why that flame could ignite such a powerful aura of ice; what kind of magic was it?

The Rose Witch’s clone didn’t react much, after all, it was just a test for the juniors.

Through this test, the Rose Witch’s clone had probably assessed the opponent’s level.

She glanced at Karl.

“A wizard from the Black Earth? I should have the right to say that—you are indeed the most outstanding young wizarding genius in the Black Earth for a thousand years.”

“I never expected that such a person could emerge from such a barren place.”

Wizard Karl glanced at the Rose Witch, realizing she was probably an incarnation of a high-ring wizard, and didn’t respond.

The Rose Witch’s clone pondered, “This person’s mastery of fire magic has reached such a level. His understanding of fire magic has surpassed the severing of spiritual tendrils; that black fire is rebuilding spiritual tendrils. This young man possesses combat power far exceeding that of any other young person present. But in this way, it’s actually a good thing.”

“By letting him show off this move before deciding on the competition schedule, most of the contestants should agree to delay the competition. Otherwise, if the competition continues like this, the champion might very well be this Karl who suddenly appeared from a small place.”

Edgar David was startled by this move. He turned to look at the wizard Karl, and after sizing him up, all his previous dislike for him vanished, replaced by admiration.

However, because he had just been mocked by this person, Edgar David could only stand there silently.

He secretly vowed to grow faster and surpass the wizard Karl in skill, and then he would avenge himself.

Master Keekong glanced at the Rose Witch with suspicion, clearly guessing her identity. However, at this time, the March Council was composed of many people, and the number of low-ring clones/avatars of high-ring wizards was probably not small. With the magic power of the Heavenly Cold River, he would not be afraid of any high-ring wizard from other places who entered the Heavenly Cold River coast.

The March Palace was designed with the Starfield Sea behind it.

This design allowed the three Moon Ring Wizards, at least within this wizarding land, to avoid having to consider anyone’s opinion.

Wizard Chikun said, “We’re all colleagues, no need to be so tense. Calm down.”

“Wizard Karl believes the winner should be decided this year, without changing the format. Does anyone else have objections?”

Natalia Rurik, a witch from Ancient Vine Village, sat on the Star Ring Throne, raised her hand, and said, “Gentlemen, I believe the format must be changed; the winner cannot be decided this year. The reason is simple: with so many participants, the existing format is definitely no longer suitable.”

Wizard Baiber from the Mamluk Rift Valley said, “I agree.”

Then, a group of people began to express their opinions, all wanting to change the format and extend the competition. These wizards came from various wizarding lands, seemingly a group that Natalia Rurik had quickly gathered.

There were seven of them in total.

Although they were all second-rate participants from their respective wizarding communities, it revealed Natalia Rurik’s social skills.

Locke was somewhat impressed by the witch’s ability to gather so many colleagues in such a short time.

The witch Natalia smiled, her eyes narrowing, and then addressed the wizards, “Thank you, gentlemen. We all agree that the rules need to be changed for things to be reasonable. Isn’t that right?”

The Star Ring Wizard Ramses from the Mamluk Rift looked at her, his pupils clear.

“No. I agree with Brother Karl. I think it’s fine to end it this year; there’s no need to drag it out.”

The witch Natalia blinked, seemingly not understanding Ramses. She turned slightly to Ramses and whispered, “Brother Ramses, didn’t you suggest to me before we came in that it would be best to change the schedule?”

Byber looked at Ramses warily; he had never beaten Ramses when he was summoning the Hand.

Ramses smiled and said, “Mr. Karl convinced me before I came in. I also feel that although Mr. Karl and Mr. Osgurdin are very powerful, I am not without a fighting chance if I use my trump cards. I am the most outstanding wizard among the younger generation of the Summoning Hand, and I am not without trump cards either.”

Upon hearing Ramses mention trump cards, the wizard Byber’s eyes revealed fear and fanaticism.

“Trump cards? Yes, that’s it—”

Wizard Karl curled his lips and said, “How about we vote? I believe confident wizards and true geniuses will support deciding the winner today. This way, we can save time and reduce our costs. Have you thought about that?”

“If we geniuses waste three to five years on this, our costs will be enormous, and ultimately only one will win. This means most people are destined to suffer huge losses, and those who insist on extending the competition are showing a lack of consideration for others’ time.”

Many wizards present were invigorated.

Many were convinced.

Some even wanted to agree to hold the competition today, to reduce the sunk costs for the losers.

Locke looked at Wizard Karl; this man seemed arrogant, but in magic, eloquence, and intellect, he was truly exceptional.

He certainly had the right to believe he was invincible.

However, Locke also had the confidence to win the competition.

Locke and Ekaterina Redhead exchanged a glance. Ekaterina smiled; such confidence was truly… Her good student.

A wizard who loses his spirit will find it difficult to improve.

Catherine the Witch said, “What a silver tongue you have. Wizard Carl, you make it sound as if everyone has lost confidence in winning the championship and can only give up. But in fact, until the very end, who can be sure they will win or lose? Most of the wizards who are confident in participating in this competition have absolute confidence in themselves and believe that they will definitely win the championship. This confidence needs no reason.”

Edgar David suddenly said, “Yes. I will definitely be the champion in the end. So I want to change the schedule, Mr. Carl. You make it sound as if you are sure to win. But remember, when you are focused on other goals, you may be suddenly overtaken from behind and easily surpassed.”

Carl gave Edgar a speechless look.

“Stranger, you’re too excited.”

Many of the other wizards also perked up. They had lost confidence after seeing Karl’s magic and hearing his words, believing defeat was highly probable. That’s why they suddenly wanted to support Karl’s decision to reduce the sunk costs for losers.

This was entirely based on their belief that they were more likely to be losers.

Otherwise, why would they care so much?

Even if the wizards here were currently weaker than others, who would admit their talent was truly inferior?

These wizards all regained their confidence. The

twin witches from the Fairy Blue Wilderness Wizarding Grounds, dressed in red and blue robes respectively, raised their right and left hands, one holding up their right.

“We also support changing the competition format, increasing the duration, and ensuring a full-fledged competition until the very last moment, so that everyone who loses accepts their defeat wholeheartedly.

“

Appian from the Golden Dynasty added, “Yes, I support that too.”

His pupils flickered, because according to the precognitive dream, most of the wizards present voted against changing the format, forcing Master Chikunyue to abandon the change.

But now it seemed the situation had changed.

This was troublesome—

most of the information he knew was now useless. However, he still had some useful information, such as the project proposals that most of the wizards here would submit later; he could roughly guess what they would do, since many wizards had already given their all in the precognitive dream.

Even though he had successfully foreseen the outcome, he still lost to the wizard Karl from the Black Earth.

This cast a shadow over Appian’s heart.

Although he felt victory was assured that time, he hadn’t used his full strength and wanted to conserve his power.

A wizard from the Spiral Basin, the one pushed out from the White Ice Tower, suddenly spoke up: “I think—it’s better not to change the schedule.”

Locke looked at him and saw that this wizard was covered in bandages.

He didn’t know why he would support Karl; after all, only a wizard who was certain of victory this year would support rushing to the finals.

Locke looked at him strangely. This wizard from the Spiral Basin, covered in bandages and speaking in a voice barely audible, did he have some secret technique that allowed him to act so boldly after witnessing the wizard Karl’s methods?

The wizard covered in bandages was now looking at him with fear.

Clearly, he too had believed Ramses’s rumors.

At this moment, Sera, the wizard from the Southern Wizarding Capital who had personally killed two of his colleagues’ clones, said with a harmless smile, “I also think it’s better to have the competition as soon as possible this year. It seems that, contrary to what everyone thought, there aren’t that many people who want to delay.”

Locke looked at Sera, who had short, curly hair.

Sera met his gaze and smiled.

Influenced by the rumors spread by Ramses, this man also looked at Locke with a dangerous and scrutinizing gaze, secretly calculating the number of wizards who supported changing the schedule and those who supported maintaining the status quo.

Of course, Sera assumed Locke was among those who supported maintaining the status quo.

The reason was simple.

Changing the schedule for such a powerful wizard would be detrimental to his interests while benefiting others, so he certainly wouldn’t support changing the schedule.

Sera tried hard to suppress his greedy gaze, because he desperately wanted Locke’s talent.

Or rather, he desperately wanted the talent of everyone in this competition. He

could use necromancy to steal the talent from them.

Sera licked his lips, his greed overflowing. This was why he was so determined to kill the avatars of his two colleagues who had accompanied him on the wizard airship to the Tianjiang coast. Only by killing them could he use necromancy to absorb their forms and obtain a portion of their ultimate magic—

even if it was just a fraction of their ultimate magic, or even an incomplete one.

Sera was insatiably greedy; he even looked greedily at the March Palace reflected in the bright moonlight below.

He wanted to obtain—the magic of the March Palace.

If he could, he could roam freely along the Tianjiang coast, no need for competitions, he could do whatever he wanted!

The wizard Anthony of the Rainbow Cloud Plateau, with his usual refined manner, surveyed the wizards, calculating the rankings in his mind. When he realized his victory was not guaranteed, he even lost his composure.

At this moment, he looked even more intently at the wizard Karl of the Black Earth.

“This wizard named Karl, his magic is simply too powerful, and his magical pressure is too strong. I have no confidence at all in determining a winner with him this year.”

Anthony’s body trembled.

“But facing someone as powerful as him, Ramses of the Summoning Hand of the Mamluk Rift, and the two from the Spiral Basin and the Southern Wizarding Capital, these three still dare to advocate for an immediate competition. Could it be that they are all geniuses no less than that wizard Karl?”

“Are there really that many genius wizards?”

Wizard Anthony’s gentleness, his composure, his kindness, and his patience were all based on his status as a super genius on the Rainbow Cloud Plateau. Although not the strongest, because he didn’t go out much, he never lost to anyone.

But now, facing the pressure from Wizard Karl, he felt incredibly awkward and even became very insecure.

He kept wondering in his heart whether those wizards were really as powerful as Karl.

He could accept that he and Locke had been tied all along, but he couldn’t accept that so many wizards of that power could appear before him. Wouldn’t that make him seem unremarkable?

Anthony forced himself to maintain his composure. His inner confidence had crumbled, replaced by a guilty conscience and a desperate need to connect with others to alleviate his anxiety.

Anthony smiled warmly, “I also support changing the format and extending the competition to give younger wizards a chance. Isn’t that right? Starting like this doesn’t seem fair to wizards a generation younger than us. If victory isn’t won fairly, it doesn’t taste good.”

The wizards from the Fission Plains also supported changing the format.

But a young wizard from the most obscure Seven Mountains suddenly spoke up, “I support starting the competition immediately.”

“I’m definitely going to win this competition,”

Wizard Appian rolled his eyes from the Star Ring Throne.

Wizard Karl snorted and nodded.

Meanwhile, the wizard Sera from the Southern Wizarding Capital snapped his fingers. “I counted, and based on the wizards who have expressed their opinions so far, the overall number is about the same. Since the original competition format was to determine the winner this year, I think we should lean towards maintaining the status quo.” “

Most people have already expressed their opinions. Those who haven’t are a minority. And Locke definitely supports starting the competition now; he’s a heavyweight, especially after Ramses’ video circulated . So, Master Chikun Yue, can I assume that…”

Wizard Sera grinned sinisterly, raising his hand above his head and snapping his fingers.

“Can I assume the competition format won’t change because of this?”

Many eyes turned to the wizard who hadn’t yet expressed his opinion—Locke Augustine.

The witch Rose frowned.

At this moment, the most important opinion among the undecided wizards was undoubtedly Locke Augustine.

Master Chikun Yue pondered; given the situation, was maintaining the original format really the better course of action?

Just then, Locke suddenly spoke up: “I support changing the competition format.”

Master Chikunyue was immediately dispelled by Locke’s words.

Wizard Sera looked at Locke in surprise, but as a wizard from the Southern Wizarding Capital, he immediately thought of conspiracy and suspicion. Locke, as a wizard among the strongest contenders for the championship in this competition, was suddenly supporting changing the schedule, sacrificing his own interests—this was definitely a conspiracy. Wizard Sera

looked at Locke warily.

There aren’t many people here who can’t be understood, but Locke Augustine is definitely one of them. As a follower of the Star Ring’s ultimate magical pressure, why don’t you support starting the competition immediately? What are you thinking? You’re not that eager for the championship?”

When someone isn’t so eager for the championship, what they really want is something more, something better.

Sera began to ponder what that “more, something better” meant. He licked his lips; he wanted it too.

Wizard Karl had initially thought the competition would start immediately, eager to prove himself against Locke this year and completely defeat Locke’s terrifying spiritual aura.

But now, he felt as if he’d been suddenly doused with cold water.

He looked at Locke, shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with a questioning desire. “

What are you doing? The strong shouldn’t back down, Locke!

Bullying the weak yields no benefit.”

Wizard Ramses, sitting on the Star Throne, looked at Locke with suspicion and asked, “Locke, I’ve made up my mind.

You’re so strong, yet you choose to back down at this time. No one will be grateful for your act of humility at this moment.”

“You suddenly changed your mind.”

Locke looked at the wizard. Was this the Wizard Ramses?

That meant he was nearby when he killed the Withered Vine Ancestor.

In other words, he spread rumors everywhere, making it seem like most of the contestants believed he was their greatest rival.

Locke said to the wizard Ramses, “Ramesses—you—shut up.”

Ramses was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Locke was so angry with him. He smiled and said in a low voice, “Alright, do whatever you want. That’s the privilege of the strong.” A look

of apprehension flashed across Ramses’ face.

“If someone as powerful as you speaks like that, it seems I can only endure it. It’s alright. We’ll settle this in the competition.”

At this moment, the Rose Witch’s clone looked at Locke with a strange gaze.

After all, this development was too strange.

More than half the responsibility was indeed due to the wizard Ramses’s casual rumors. This wasn’t even a deliberate scheme of hers; it was a complicated situation created by chance.

If these people knew Locke Augustine’s true level, what would their reaction be?

Following Locke’s statement, the remaining wizards also began to express their opinions.

They mostly supported changing the competition format and extending the tournament. At this moment, Wizard Kekongyue glanced strangely at the crowd’s subservient and seemingly awe-inspiring expressions towards Locke. Behind Locke, among the group of wizards actively expressing their opinions in his name, many possessed magical pressure no lower than Locke’s, and often significantly higher.

He couldn’t understand what was wrong with this group today.

Whether it was Karl of the Black Earth, Ramses, or the dangerous Sera of the Southern Wizard Capital, they all seemed to highly value the opinion of Locke, an ordinary Star Ring Wizard.

It was truly strange.

At this moment, Wizard Kekongyue continued, “Since that’s the case, then we’ve decided to change the competition format. Most people believe it needs to be changed. Is there anyone else who objects?”

Because of Locke’s opposition, those wizards who had previously been actively demanding the immediate start of the finals now collectively remained silent.

Archmage Chikun said, “Then, we’ll change the competition format from one year to—three years!”

“First, aside from those wizards who have already received their first-round funding, all other wizards will have their first-round funding restarted. We’ll recruit specific judging wizards, and even hire experts from other regions, to seriously select the best project applications and clarify the criteria for victory. Since there are eleven spots for the second round, each a powerful and promising young wizard, the final cannot be decided in just two rounds.” “

The original second round, where all eleven wizards competed together, should be changed to four groups of three, with one winner chosen from each group.” “

Then, based on the results, we’ll divide into a winners’ group and a losers’ group. The four wizards in the winners’ group will advance directly, while the wizards in the losers’ group will be scattered again into four groups, with one winner chosen from each group. What do you think?”

“This way, one group from the losers’ group will receive a bye and advance. So, anyone eliminated who disagrees can challenge the wizard who received the bye and take their spot.”

“Therefore, the number of wizards who can ultimately enter the third round will be eight. These eight wizards will compete together, with the top four advancing to the finals. The winner will advance.” “

And the fourth round will become the final decisive round, determining the final outcome.”

Master Chikun said, “This is my current idea. What do you all think?”

The wizards exchanged glances.

This plan had clearly been carefully considered, so no one could offer any objections.

For the wizards, the most important point of contention wasn’t the specific format of the competition, but rather whether to lengthen the tournament. Now that the result was already decided, the format was irrelevant.

Wizard Sera inquired, “Revered Master Chikunyue, your competition format is excellent, but I have a question. In the second round, instead of competing together, everyone is divided into four groups. Was this grouping random, or how was it done? If it’s random, wouldn’t it be easy to create strong or weak groups?”

Master Chikunyue replied, “I’ve already considered that. The grouping isn’t random; it requires you participating wizards to compete for it.”

Master Chikunyue waved his hand, and instantly an ice moon appeared before him—it seemed to be one of his greatest spells.

The mirror-like surface of the ice moon reflected a world where countless hellish demons were invading, building cities, establishing camps, and constructing fortresses to prevent the wizards’ attacks.

“This world has been occupied by the demons of Hell, and the demon kings believe they have purchased it. However, we believe their deal was illegitimate. This is where the conflict arises. The king of this world sold it to both us and Hell, and both sides believe they have a claim to it. Therefore, I propose that you, the contestants, enter this world to hunt demons. The hunt will last for a week, and the final scores will determine the rankings, which will be the basis for our group assignments in the second round.” “

We will try to distribute the top four wizards across four groups to avoid them meeting early, and similarly, the bottom four will also be distributed across four groups to minimize their chances of encountering each other.”

“Of course, this ranking does not determine your research abilities; it will still differ from your actual level. Furthermore, if someone deliberately lowers their score to face someone else—that’s also a problem.”

Wizard Chikunyue smiled, “However, you are all genius wizards who cannot afford to fall behind others. Few would do that. After all, while the ranking may seem insignificant, it often represents a wizard’s aura.”

“If your aura is weaker than others, it will affect your performance in the main competition.”

“If no one has any objections, then we will start this ranking method after everyone passes the first round.”

Most of the wizards present had no objections, and the few who did had little to say.

When Guild Master Fura heard Master Kikunyue’s suggestion, she immediately said, “Excellent, Master. Your decision is wonderful.”

It would benefit their local White Wizard Association.

Master Kikunyue smiled at her, essentially doing the guild master a favor.

After all, he was dying soon, and it was uncertain how much use his past connections would be.

Therefore, he didn’t want to offend Guild Master Fura.

Seeing that no one objected, Master Kikunyue picked up a small hammer and tapped it on a form. Instantly, a magical seal was stamped on it—a seal from the Starfield Sea.

“No one objects, so the resolution is passed. We have all witnessed the reformulation of the competition rules for the Two Rivers Coastal Region Fund. These rules have been approved by everyone, and therefore they will have magical power. No one can object to these rules, and they will be codified.”

A magical seal floated above the data sheet. As the seal rotated, the text on the data sheet floated up and began to rotate around it. Then, the text formed a codification in the void before disappearing into nothingness.

The twin witches of the Azure Wilderness, upon witnessing this scene, stood up in astonishment, exclaiming, “It’s a codex! I never imagined that outside the Azure Wilderness, in the Wizarding Lands, there would still be wizards from the Wizarding Lands preserving such powerful magic from the Age of Laws!”

“With this codex, the rules of the previous competition are now protected by the law.”

“No one can violate them anymore.”

Master Chikun announced, “The March Council is now over. You may return. The March Palace is no longer open to the public. According to our information, the Black Wizards seem to have ulterior motives regarding the March Palace. To all of you, for the future of the wizarding world, thank you for coming. I hope each of you will ultimately ascend to the truth.”

The next moment, the radiance of the March Palace appeared, and everyone vanished within its glow.

At that instant, Locke heard the witch Catherine’s voice in his ears. “

Locke, as soon as you land, leave immediately, leave as fast as you can.” “

You must be quick. No matter who calls you, no matter what happens, you must leave immediately.” “

Every step you take will double the difficulty of leaving the Tianjiang River shoreline.”

“The longer you stay along the Tianjiang River, the more difficult it will be for you to leave temporarily. You’ll then be forced to lose the advantage of skipping the first round.”

Locke understood. “

Yes, teacher.”

As the light of the March Palace faded, Locke suddenly realized he was on the Tianjiang River. The next moment, he summoned the Great Ming Dragon Sparrow. The Vermilion Bird’s spiritual energy, a gift from the Golden Dragon Wizard, pierced the sky. Then, he used the Great Spring Breeze Dragon Sparrow Spell and vanished.

The witch Natalia Rurik, who appeared not far away, looked at Locke’s rapid departure with a strange expression.

“That strange Augustine, why is he in such a hurry to leave? He even deliberately tries to lure others over. What does that mean? Everyone, I think we should stay away from him as much as possible. Don’t get caught up in the schemes of those Yunze Wetland people.”

The wizards who quickly gathered around her found her words very helpful and nodded repeatedly.

Wizard Karl had originally intended to greet Locke before leaving, but seeing this scene, he had no choice but to give up, ignoring everyone, including Wizard Apian, who glared at him with anger and fear.

Wizard Sera also wanted to greet Locke and, incidentally, cast some necromancy on him so that he could later find an opportunity to absorb his essence; dialogue was one of the best ways to cast necromancy.

However, seeing Locke leave, Wizard Sera lost the will to greet him. He

only felt that this person was very dangerous and needed to be treated with caution.

The young wizard from the Seven Mountains looked up in Locke’s direction, his eyes flickering.

At this moment, Locke flew over a forest, but heard someone calling behind him.

“Mr. Augustine, please wait. I am the wizard agent of the Hundred Demon Scrolls. I have business to discuss with you.”

Locke did not answer, but directly used the Great Bright Dragon Sparrow, using the Vermilion Bird Spirit Breath to propel himself away quickly.

The wizard agent of the Hundred Demon Scrolls, with a large convoy behind him, looked at Locke in confusion.

“Why does this Augustine wizard seem to be leaving in such a hurry? Oh well, since that’s the case, I’ll find someone else to cooperate with. There are so many wizards from other places coming this time, there are plenty of potential partners.”

“I’m already insolvent. I need to find a new sucker, no, a new partner, and borrow some more money.”

At this moment, Locke didn’t know how long he had been flying towards the Tide Wizarding Tower, until he heard the witch Catherine’s voice saying “It’s okay,” before he landed from mid-air and entered a secluded forest.

The witch Catherine’s voice appeared in his ear: “Your movement is too conspicuous. Land in the primeval forest I’m guiding you through, then enter a very secluded wizard airship docking point from there, and then leave.” “

Locke, as long as you can leave the Tianjiang River coast, it proves you’ve succeeded.”

Locke immediately descended into the primeval forest. He could feel the hidden vitality surging upwards from it; many reconnaissance spells would likely be rendered ineffective by such overwhelming life force. No wonder his teacher insisted he take this path.

Was it really necessary to go to such lengths just to escape this mess?

Who exactly didn’t want him to leave this mess right now?

At this moment, appearing before the wizard’s agent from the Hundred Demon Scrolls was Catherine the Red-Haired. She looked at the chubby-faced agent with a half-smile and asked, “Sir, why do you avoid me? I consider myself quite wealthy, with many businesses and a good eye for investment. If you really have any projects I could invest in, why don’t you show them to me?”

“Well?”

The wizard’s agent from the Hundred Demon Scrolls looked embarrassed.

“This—this is a mess.”

“All messed up accounts.”

Catherine the Red-Haired said, hands behind her back, “A messed up account? Then you should show it to me even more. Are you going to show it to me, or not?”

Catherine the Red-Haired’s dangerous eyes fixed on the wizard’s agent, whose forehead was constantly beaded with cold sweat.

“Do you want money, your life, or your future?”

The wizard’s agent swallowed hard.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Rose, following Rose’s instructions to leave the Tianjiang Riverbank as quickly as possible, summoned a giant spider on the spot, then rode it away at breakneck speed, leaving no reason for anyone to speak to her.

In addition, the other two wizards who had already qualified were also taking similar actions, wanting to leave quickly

to avoid being targeted .

In the primeval forest, Locke stood before a towering ancient tree, his gaze complex as he looked at a wizard lying before it, barely maintaining his human form.

“The situation has changed. It seems even our teacher didn’t anticipate this. Is this a trap, or just a coincidence?”

“It’s not impossible that it’s a coincidence. After all, this isn’t my usual route. I just sensed magical contamination here, so I glanced at it as I passed by and discovered Haishan. But it’s also not impossible that it’s a trap. But if it’s a trap, then the opponent’s power is immense.”

At this moment, Haishan, barely maintaining her human form, was on the verge of death: “Locke, save me.”

Haishan’s voice was barely a whisper.

“Someone is chasing me. On my body—”

Locke saw patterns resembling writing rapidly moving across his skin.

Turning around, Locke saw a vast primeval forest, a massive surge of spiritual energy rising into the sky, interfering with all magic and rendering even highly precise reconnaissance spells inaccurate.

Locke looked at the unconscious Haishan. It was Ling Hong, but this wasn’t the way a potion master or an alchemist would use it; it looked like the enchanting school’s method.

Should he save him?

Locke fell into thought. Logically, he and Haishan had a good relationship; they had even gone through a life-or-death crisis together, but now he was also in a tricky predicament.

But if this really wasn’t a trap, then not saving Haishan would make him look like a fool.

After all, it was just something he did on a whim.

The next moment, Locke thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He had come up with a better idea.

Outside the primeval forest, a dragon lich gazed into the forest.

“Although the elder forbade me to pay too much attention to him, he didn’t say I couldn’t pay attention at all. It’s still better to prevent him from leaving the Tianjiang Riverbank.”

“It seems it’s not just my family that’s made a move. But only my family could have tracked him here.

Waves of undead legions have appeared behind the Dragon Lich.

The Dragon Lich, wielding a bone greatsword, stands before the forest. ‘This primeval forest is troublesome. These spiritual auras—’

‘Difficult to approach. But we can’t stay put. Dragon Luo Death Net, heed my command! Severely injure Locke Augustine! Force him to stay on the Tianjiang Riverbank to recuperate! Dragon Luo Death Net is invincible!'”