Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 170 You Go First

Who doesn't know a few tricks for slacking off?

Moreover, Ronan had just scanned the second floor with his mental domain and found no entrance to the third floor.

He simply lay down on the ground, propped his neck up with his hands, and began to ponder contentedly.

He's different from those freeloaders.

They were simply relying on others to solve the puzzle; they genuinely wanted to solve the problem themselves, but didn't know where to begin.

The two are fundamentally different and should not be confused.

Various spiritual energies collided within the second-floor space, and conflicts between contestants from different academies increased.

"What do you mean? Why are you encroaching on my intellectual exploration territory?"

"If you're bad at something, don't blame others for being better than you."

"Trying to stir up trouble, huh? How about we have a match right now—"

"Stop arguing, wouldn't it be better if we all worked together to find the exit?"

"Why should I be the one to search? Look at those people sitting on the ground, why aren't they searching?"

"Let's all keep quiet. Doesn't anyone think this environment is a bit strange? The temperature around us is getting higher and higher."

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People's hearts are unsettled, and conflicts are becoming increasingly intense.

Ronan had a vague feeling that as the temperature rose, an invisible sense of anxiety was spreading.

However, this anxiety was quickly suppressed, and he swiftly regained his composure.

He then realized that the second level not only tested his ability to investigate, but also served as a test of his mental strength.

Ronan found it strange. These people clearly had prior knowledge of the Tower of Babel trials, so why couldn't he find any relevant information?

No one told me.

He now understands the benefits of forming cliques; at least in terms of information, he won't fall behind.

Logically speaking, with so many people, it's impossible that they couldn't find the entrance to the third floor.

This is only the second floor; it can't be that difficult.

unless----

This is a pre-set mechanism.

For example, the export may not appear for a period of time, or rather, it may be allowed to be found only after a certain period of time.

Until the exit appears, this will continuously affect the mental state of the trial participants.

Therefore, it seems that some people sit down not entirely to be freeloaders.

It must be so that they can focus on fighting this mental attack.

With that in mind, Ronan stopped scanning the mental realm.

He had scanned the area dozens of times, but still hadn't found the entrance to the third floor.

"Everyone, please keep quiet. The second level tests your resistance to mental erosion. Those of you who are yelling the loudest, haven't you noticed anything unusual?"

At this moment, Dark Raven suddenly spoke up and revealed the secret of the second floor.

Upon hearing this, everyone paused for a moment, then came to their senses.

Ronan couldn't quite understand what Raven was trying to do.

Although his words and actions conformed to his public persona—

But would a sorcerer really be so kind?

Or is it that—

Ronan couldn't help but doubt himself.

Was I judging others by my own petty standards?

With Dark Raven's reminder, the noise on the second floor subsided considerably, and the crowd gradually calmed down. The scene that Ronan had hoped for, where some people turned their anger towards Dark Raven, did not occur.

As expected, the contestants selected to participate in the faction representative battle were not ordinary people; at least they had some brains.

Just then, Ronan, through his mental domain, discovered a subtle change at the exit on the first floor.

This change is like a spatial fluctuation, or like something that was originally hidden in space being squeezed out.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the object resembled a pull ring, or perhaps the activation switch of some kind of device.

The leader of the Dark Abyss quickly noticed the pull ring.

He turned his head and looked over, then gave some instructions to the people around him.

One of the contestants from the Dark Abyss stood up and walked straight to where the ring was.

Instead of touching the pull ring with his hand, he twisted his mental energy into a rope, fastened it to the pull ring, and then pulled it backward.

Suddenly, the staircase leading to the first-floor exit trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the staircase suddenly began to spiral upwards, turning into a staircase leading from the second floor to the third floor.

Ronan thought to himself, no wonder he couldn't find the entrance from the second floor to the third floor. It turns out that in addition to the space being hidden, the stairs were still the same as those on the first floor.

"It's here! The entrance to the third floor!"

"Look, they're finally here!"

Immediately, some people exclaimed and tried to rush towards the steps.

Ronan looked up and realized it was the muscular man from the Eternal Night Kingdom.

Without saying a word, the muscular man stepped onto the newly formed steps.

Then, a familiar scene unfolded once again.

As the muscular man stepped onto the stairs, a familiar yet unfamiliar pressure suddenly struck him, impacting not only his physical body but also his mental state.

This time, the muscular man didn't even have time to pull his foot back before he was slammed to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

This sudden turn of events startled the runners who were about to run over, causing them to stop abruptly.

A person from the Eternal Night Kingdom walked over unhurriedly and came to his side.

He extended his finger and gently beckoned to the muscular man who had already fainted on the ground. The muscular man's body then floated up and slowly drifted to his front.

"idiot."

He muttered a curse under his breath and walked back to the camp of the Eternal Night Kingdom.

The muscular man's body floated behind him, like a suspended corpse.

"It seems the Eternal Night Kingdom still doesn't intend to be among the first to go to the third floor," Ronan thought to himself.

The additional effect of this staircase should be the same as before, which is the double pressure on the mind and body of the first floor.

However, judging from the extent to which the muscular man could endure it, the level has obviously increased significantly and is completely incomparable to what it used to be.

This was clearly noticed by everyone else present.

Everyone used muscular men as a unit of measurement, silently assessing the endurance of their own personnel.

The twelve members of the Dark Abyss took the lead and, without the slightest hesitation, stepped onto the stairs together, heading towards the third floor.

Seeing that they were acting normally and without any apparent problem, the others followed them.

The left and right sides are just the same tests as the first level, only the degree is different.

Many contestants stepped onto the stairs, and some who couldn't hold on were helped by other members of their teams to successfully reach the third floor.

In the end, only the group from the Eternal Night Kingdom remained.

They all turned their heads, staring intently at Ronan's two skulls, the underlying meaning of which was self-evident:

You go up first.

Ronan was somewhat puzzled.

I've seen everything, so what's there left to hide?

He shook his head helplessly and let the two skeletons walk in front of him as they stepped onto the stairs leading to the third floor.

The opposing forces of gravity and the mental realm have no effect on him whatsoever.

Ronan had searched every corner of the second floor; the only secret was the pull ring hidden by the space.

Although it was a bit of a shame that there were no other gains, Ronan didn't insist. After all, there were still several more floors to go, and he couldn't expect to gain something on every floor.

After Ronan left, the group from the Eternal Night Kingdom looked at each other and fell into silence.

Immediately, the nine of them stood around the muscular man, chanting intricate incantations under their breath.

Before long, the muscular man's body, like parts, was enveloped in a dazzling light and separated piece by piece.

Everyone in the Eternal Night Kingdom received a fragment of the muscular man's body.