Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 182 The Holy Son Goes to Battle

At this moment, the audience on the live broadcast platform outside was in complete uproar.

Even when someone sacrificed themselves on the third floor, many viewers still thought it made sense.

After all, this is the Tower of Babel, how could there be no sacrifices during the trials? How could everyone be all happy and harmonious?

But once you enter the fourth floor, the situation changes completely.

Although the screen does not show the specific situation inside the Tower of Babel, it can use the token to locate the user and display the current status of the token holder.

Just recently, a chilling scene appeared on the screen in the square:

Contestants from various academies began to die one after another, and the corresponding token signals went out one after another.

These people remain forever within the Tower of Babel.

Compared to the casualties on the third floor, the fourth floor saw even more casualties, with losses occurring even in the Dark Abyss.

Moreover, the death toll in each college continued to rise over time.

Just moments ago, everyone was still surprised by the death of one person in the Dark Tower.

Not long after, the number of casualties in the Dark Tower increased by two more.

In an instant, the expressions of everyone in the square turned to astonishment.

They looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.

This is only the fourth floor, and the four major academies have already suffered such casualties!

It should be noted that while there were personnel losses in previous faction representative battles, those were only seen at the high-level.

But this is only the first tier; the factional battles have only just begun!

The first tier only involves levels 1 to 10, and all participants are at the first tier. Never before in history has such a large number of casualties occurred.

Besides, it's only the fourth floor yet.

At this rate, how many people from the four academies will be left on the later levels?

In the square, some people have already begun to question:

Has something unusual happened to the Tower of Babel, such as a sudden increase in difficulty, or some other unknown factor causing the anomaly?

Little did they know that the melee on the fourth floor was still ongoing, and the number of deaths was constantly increasing.

At this moment, on the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel.

The five constellations of Ox, Snake, Rooster, Dog, and Pig were isolated in another area, not covered by the magic array of the Eternal Night Kingdom.

Their greatest pressure comes from the nine people in the Dark Tower.

If these six people were to deal with these five constellations, it's really uncertain who would win or lose.

The Dark Tower has lost three people, and the other six are not on their side.

Their quarantine area is currently the safest.

The other two isolation zones are either shrouded in the magic circle of the Eternal Night Kingdom or face a frenzied attack from the Dark Triads outside the barrier.

The five constellations of the Dark Abyss immediately launched an attack on the pitch-black isolation barrier, attempting to break through it and deal with the people of the Eternal Night Kingdom.

Through mental probing, they learned that the magic array of the Eternal Night Kingdom, after being upgraded, had killed two of their companions.

Meanwhile, the lives of the other three companions were also hanging by a thread, struggling to stay afloat within the magic circle.

The situation on the field subtly changed after Dark Raven killed three Dark Tower players.

The balance of power is gradually shifting towards the Valley of the Dead and the Abyss of No Darkness.

Dark Raven lived up to his reputation as the top expert in the Valley of the Dead. After cursing three people to death in a row, the people of the Dark Tower retreated and tried their best to get away from the Moon Shadow area.

They discovered that the longer the moon's shadow stretched, the longer it remained locked in place.

Therefore, staying away becomes the best way to deal with it.

Upon learning this, the people of the Dark Tower felt as if they had found a lifeline.

They realized that if they were touched by the moon's shadow, they could escape before the curse reached them if they broke free immediately.

It was thanks to this brief time difference that the six people in the Dark Tower were spared further casualties.

However, because of this, they are getting further and further away from the Dark Raven.

Because once they get close, that brief time difference is practically nonexistent; they can't even react in time, let alone get away.

The original five members of the Dead Valley had already stood humbly behind Dark Raven, their heads bowed in shame, like a group of students awaiting their fate.

They didn't go up to help.

Firstly, because the people in the Dark Tower are too far away, the attack might not be able to reach them;

Secondly, they were afraid that their own strength was limited and they might cause trouble for Dark Raven.

Even so, their original despair had long since vanished.

Faced with absolute power, all that remains is a strong sense of security.

As the six members of the Dark Tower retreated, Black Owl realized he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

He is a skeletal demon who is skilled in close to mid-range skeletal magic, but it is difficult to lock onto and attack enemies from a distance.

This is also why he stood so close to the crystal golem when he attacked it on the third floor.

Seeing that everyone from the Dark Tower had retreated, the leader of the Eternal Night Kingdom frowned.

He pointed at Dark Raven and asked his two teammates, "Can we target him?"

The two contestants shook their heads expressionlessly.

One of them simply shrugged and said "No," and then said nothing more.

The leader snorted coldly, seemingly very dissatisfied with the current situation.

The Dark Trio were also dissatisfied.

They never expected that the curse of the Valley of the Dead would be so powerful.

Not only did they kill three of their players right away, but they also forced the others to retreat.

"A bunch of useless trash!" the Second Holy Son gritted his teeth and said.

He coldly surveyed his remaining six subordinates, finding them increasingly irritating.

But he didn't dare to challenge Dark Raven.

As a fellow flesh-and-blood sorcerer, he knew perfectly well that he, too, was no match for the strange Moon Shadow Spell.

"Second brother," the Great Sage called out calmly.

The two holy sons understood immediately, nodded slightly, and then headed towards the Valley of the Dead.

Of the three, he, the skeletal demon, was the most suitable to deal with the Moon Shadow Spell.

"All of you, step back and go back to your original tasks."

The Second Holy Son addressed the remaining six people in the Dark Tower.

"Yes, Holy Son."

The six of them accepted the order and fled towards the location of the five constellations as if they were escaping.

Compared to becoming a sitting duck here, attacking the five constellations of the Dark Abyss is obviously much easier.

The Second Holy Son ignored the group and walked straight toward Dark Raven.

With each step he takes, a new change occurs within him.

A layer of bone begins to spread upwards from the feet, through the calves, knees, and thighs —

After walking a few steps, it was as if his lower body was wearing a set of bone armor.

Next comes the abdomen, chest, shoulders, hands, and finally the head.

At this point, the two holy sons were completely covered in a suit of armor made of bone.

His weight increased dramatically, and with each step he took, he left a deep footprint in the ground.

The skeletal armor was menacing, faintly radiating some kind of power that constantly exerted influence on its interior.

"The Holy Son came prepared, huh? He's already equipped himself with Bone General-level bone armor so quickly."

The raven clearly recognized the origin of the armor worn by the other party.

He then changed the subject, "But a tortoise shell is just a tortoise shell; it has no meaning in the face of a curse."

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