Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 163 Roll

Ronan, who was on the roof of the carriage, was very surprised. The other party did not seem to be a superhuman, yet he was able to discover his act of clinging to the carriage.

The carriage was exceptionally luxurious and also served to shield against spiritual energy.

Ronan had glanced at it once before and hadn't paid much attention.

Upon closer inspection, I finally noticed the situation inside the carriage.

A beautiful young woman with gentle features and elegant attire is holding a sleeping baby in her arms.

The baby, presumably born recently, was sleeping very soundly.

Upon closer inspection, Ronan discovered that a dark aura swirled around the baby's face, visible only through spiritual perception.

Perhaps due to the black mist, the baby's breathing was showing a continuous weakening trend.

This appears to be an extremely vile curse, unable to hide under the scan of the mental realm.

Through the scan, Ronan finally understood why he had been discovered by an ordinary person.

The bottom of the carriage is quite soft, and it will cause a slight indentation when he lies down.

It seems that the other party noticed this anomaly and realized there was an extra person on the roof of the carriage.

Adhering to the principle of keeping a low profile, Ronan did not undo his invisibility.

Using his extremely clumsy anti-gravity manipulation, he gently landed on the roof of the car and stood beside the carriage.

At the same time, a spiritual spike silently probed the black aura on the baby's face, instantly and completely breaking the vile curse.

The young woman inside the carriage breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the dent in the roof had been repaired.

She rushed to the City of No Darkness with her child despite everything, fearing that the family doctor might be hiding villains who would take the opportunity to harm the child.

She strongly suspects that this is the reason why her child has shown these abnormalities.

She has a friend in the city of No Night who has promised to help her resolve the abnormality in her child.

But then, when she looked at the child, she noticed that the dark aura that had been surrounding the child had gradually dissipated.

Not only that, the child's complexion became rosy, his breathing became steady, and he had fallen into a normal sleep.

The young woman belatedly realized what was happening and suddenly looked up, her gaze fixed on the top of the carriage.

But the slight dent in the roof had long since disappeared without a trace.

The young woman was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, she murmured, "Thank you."

Ronan couldn't hear the thank you at that moment.

He had deactivated his invisibility and entered the bustling City of No Darkness.

On these busy, congested roads, being invisible can actually cause a lot of inconvenience.

The name Wudang City comes from Wudang Abyss, the top-ranked academy in the Necromancer system.

As the representative academy of the undead faction, the venue for this faction representative battle was also hosted by the Dark Abyss.

The Dark City will serve as a temporary transit point. The specific location for the faction representative battles will be announced to the participants after registration.

Ronan didn't know the scale of the faction battle, but judging from the current number of people in the Dark City, it was obviously common knowledge.

Ronan felt that almost everyone with some power and status had gathered here.

He didn't even need to consciously figure out the direction; he simply followed the flow of people and naturally moved to the registration area.

"Sir, are you a contestant?"

The head of the registration office, sporting a tuft of beard, greeted Ronan with a fawning expression.

He seemed to be able to sense Ronan's strength, which surprised Ronan somewhat.

You should know that he has the Mask of Truth, so even though the concealment function is not turned up to the maximum, it still makes it difficult for others to find out his information.

The person in charge's unusually enthusiastic attitude immediately attracted the attention of those around them.

Many of the people who were originally standing next to Ronan stepped back, instantly creating a clear circle.

"I'll participate," Ronan said indifferently.

"Yes, sir, please follow me for detailed registration."

The person in charge extended their hand, pointed out the direction, and enthusiastically led the way.

"Sir, please forgive my rudeness, but may I ask which academy you are from? If it is convenient, could you please tell me your specific rank in the competition?"

"Hidden Valley, First Tier"

Before he finished speaking, the person in charge had already recorded the information, then took out a token and respectfully handed it over: "Sir, this is the time and specific location for the first-tier competition."

Ronan took it and discovered that the token could establish a connection with mental energy, so he used his mental energy to probe into it.

In an instant, he saw a map appear before him, with a red dot flashing continuously in the center of the map. This must be the location of the competition.

As for the time, it appears as a countdown timer in the upper left corner of the field of view, which should be three days from now.

But what surprised Ronan the most was the person in charge—

When he established a connection with the token, the person in charge immediately confirmed the authenticity and reliability of his identity.

"Would you like me to lead you to your accommodations, sir?"

"Just give me the address."

Ronan responded and took the handwritten address.

Then, without looking back, he headed towards the location indicated on the map on the token.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: he hoped that he could reach his destination by walking.

He didn't want to hitchhike on other people's cars anymore.

However, he immediately realized that the competition venue could not possibly be in the crowded City of No Darkness.

It must be in another spacious location.

The map on the token shows an extremely large area; it would take forever to walk there.

Ronan immediately hired a carriage and tried to show his token: "Can you take me to this place?"

Upon seeing the token, the coachman immediately knelt down, but halfway down, he found himself being supported by an invisible force, causing him to stop in mid-air.

"How much?" Ronan asked tentatively.

"My lord, the city lord has already paid us in advance. We provide free services to anyone who carries a token."

"Oh? Who is your city lord?"

"The city lord is the city lord; how would we insignificant people know about the affairs of the higher-ups?"

Seeing the coachman's cryptic expression, Ronan decided not to inquire further.

It must be related to the Abyss of No Darkness, and it might be related to some high-ranking figure.

During the conversation, many horse-drawn carriages passed by.

Before we knew it, only the Ronan was left.

Just as he was about to tell the driver the destination and prepare to set off, a group of people suddenly surrounded him.

This group of people included men and women, young and old, and at first glance, there were more than ten of them.

"Hey kid, move the carriage over."

The burly man leading the group immediately spoke up, his face contorted with a menacing expression.

He had barely finished speaking when an old man behind him spoke up: "Young man, we have urgent business to attend to, and we hope you can give up this carriage."

Ronan looked at the burly man and the old man with slight surprise.

Is it really that chaotic outside these days?

They actually dared to so blatantly steal people's carriages.

I originally thought these two wanted to play the good cop and the bad cop, using a combination of persuasion and coercion.

As it turned out, the two of them were exactly the same.

Ronan's eyes were icy, and without saying a word, he simply replied, "Get lost."