Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

First-class apprentices don't have much magic power to begin with, and as everyone's magic power is gradually depleted, the frequency of their spell attacks also decreases significantly.

Only a few apprentices with low-level magical artifacts were left, and they reluctantly used magic stones to power it so that they could continue their attack.

Frostwolf noticed this and began to charge towards the crowd, while the apprentices who still had the strength chose to raise their weapons and fight back.

Soon, a one-eyed frost wolf charged into the crowd first.

"Bang!"

An apprentice wielding a shield blocked his attack, and the two collided heavily. Taking advantage of the Frostwolf being knocked back by the shield, he quickly raised his cross-shaped sword and thrust it towards the Frostwolf's throat.

Before he could even draw his sword, a frost wolf pounced. The apprentice quickly dropped his weapon and dodged to the side. His companions behind him rushed forward to help him fend off the wolf and fight it off...

More and more frost wolves charged into the crowd, and people were injured or killed one after another. The frost wolves' teeth had a freezing effect, and an apprentice was accidentally bitten on the hand.

In an instant, his entire palm froze, and the intense pain made him gasp. Then another frost wolf pounced on him and knocked him to the ground, its fangs, emitting a hint of cold air, biting at his pale neck.

"Click"

The frostwolf bit through his neck, and the poor apprentice died in agony, becoming the first member of the Shadowweavers to fall in this mission.

"As!"

Seeing their companion die, a sense of despair arose in everyone's hearts; they knew that next time it could very well be them.

Locke and Diriel were fighting the Frostwolf with their weapons just like everyone else. Although they had deliberately conserved some magic, they were extremely anxious at the moment.

The original plan was to escape quickly in the chaos after confirming Rice's death. To ensure that the Frostwolf leader would attack Rice, Locke also took the opportunity to put some beast-mimicking powder in the place where Rice was hiding.

It can mimic the scent of dangerous animals, but it certainly won't intimidate the Frostwolf leader; it will only attract its attention.

They could have left once the Frostwolf bit through Ras's neck, but Valerie and Jowin saved him.

"Damn it! Those two Rice dogs! What should we do? Maybe we should run away first and let them distract us," said Diriel.

"We have to watch Rice die! The mission isn't over yet, do you think Logan will let us go? Besides, we've already spent the magic stones, and all the medicine Master Logan gave us is gone..."

Meanwhile, on Rice's side...

"Wake up! Boss Rice! Wake up!..." Jovin shook Rice's body anxiously.

Feeling someone calling, Rice gradually regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and found the surrounding scene very blurry, with a familiar silhouette appearing before him.

He realized something, his gaze slowly focused, his golden pupils contracted, and Jovin's anxious face came into view.

"Yovin, I cough cough..."

"Boss Rice, we can't hold on much longer!" With that, Jovin turned and swung his sword at a frost wolf that was running towards them.

Rice slowly rose to his feet and looked at the battlefield. Scattered on the ground were the corpses of some Frostwolf, and he even saw the bodies of two of his companions.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the short bow and magic weapon on his back, and fired arrows of light to cover his companions who were in danger.

"Whoosh, hiss!!"

Another ice blade struck, this time piercing through two apprentices. The Frostwolf leader seemed to sense the apprentices' weakness, a cruel smile appearing on his massive face, clearly not intending to continue the stalemate.

"Awooo!!"

With a howl, his confidants around him seemed to have received an order and couldn't wait to rush into the battlefield.

At this moment, Rhys discovered the Frostwolf leader, who was bleeding profusely, and none of his confidants were around.

"It seems Renault has succeeded," Rhys thought. The Frostwolf leader also noticed Rhys, but didn't pay much attention, clearly believing that Rhys, who had been hit by its full-force attack, was not much of a threat.

Rice was about to call Jovin to go and kill the Frostwolf chieftain when he suddenly noticed the powder on his body, which was particularly conspicuous when soaked in wolf blood.

He sniffed it and instantly understood. Coupled with someone's reminder a few days ago, he gradually formed a guess. After looking around, he led Jovan in a certain direction...

At this moment, Diriel and Locke, having dealt with the Frostwolf around them, were watching the show from the sidelines. Their bracelets were glowing, as these bracelets could conceal the wearer's presence.

This is a gift from Logan Terra to the two of them, bearing the Terra clan crest, and is also a reward for this mission.

"Or, let's take this opportunity to kill him. I just saw that only Jowen was there; those idiots almost lured the Frostwolf away..."

"Are you confident you can handle Jovin? As a rock elf, he was granted the spell of temporary petrification. Damn it, I heard that this kind of innate spell can improve as one's cultivation level increases..."

"I really misjudged him!"

The two were startled and turned to look, only to see Rice and Jovin staring at them angrily.

"I know you might be thinking of joining Logan..." Rice closed her eyes in sorrow.

"I originally planned to finish this mission before making any further plans, and give you guys another chance, but I didn't expect you to have already conspired together!..."

"Ha! You're just a piece of trash who only knows curses and witchcraft. Do you think the Morsold family would even look at you? You've long been outshone by your sister, Elena," Locke sneered, glancing at Rice and Jovin.

"Oh? You're seriously injured, and Jovin's magic is exhausted. You two dare to come looking for me now? Diriel and I still have magic, hehe..." Locke laughed arrogantly, exchanged a glance with Diriel, and was about to make a move.

"Heh, is it because I'm trying to win you over and make you think I'm too merciful, even though I know you're disloyal..." Rice sneered, and two purple runes appeared in his left palm.

"Wouldn't you leave some backup plan?" As soon as the words were spoken, the two runes disappeared, and Locke and Diriel's bodies stiffened abruptly, their weapons falling to the ground.

"When...when..." Locke felt as if his consciousness had been turned into a paste, unable to think of anything, and his body was gradually stiffening, unable to move...

"Hehe, they were trained by the family wizards. Originally, they wanted to directly control the formal wizards. If it hadn't failed and I hadn't learned curse magic, they wouldn't have given it to me. It would have taken several years to train someone yourself. I said I wanted to give you a chance."

Rice walked slowly between the two men with a mocking expression and leaned close to their ears.

"Hehe, that makes things much easier. Originally, it would have required Mor and me to take action, but now... Unfortunately, it's difficult to draw sorcery runes in this state. To avoid wasting time, you two should use your physical bodies to fight the Frostwolf leader to the death."

As soon as they finished speaking, black blood gushed from their eyes, and their bodies contorted as they picked up their weapons from the snow and ran toward the Frostwolf leader.

Jovin glanced at Rice in surprise, but said nothing.