Wizard: This mushroom is too fierce.

Amidst the commotion, Sane, the leader of the Hope family and a veteran first-class wizard apprentice, felt a chill run through him. He stared blankly at the image in the crystal ball and muttered to himself, "If I had another chance, I would never gamble again."

Rainforest zone in a simulated environment

A puppet moving at incredible speed is currently carrying a panicked wizard apprentice on its back as it runs away.

"Damn it!" Killian's expression was extremely gloomy. He cursed angrily, "This is not fair. Roland is just an outsider. Why does he have magical equipment that is more expensive than my puppet?"

"Where did he get the magic stones in such a short time?"

"And how did you earn those magic stones?"

Killian couldn't understand it; he simply didn't get it...

Roland followed calmly behind, his expression indifferent. The arena was only so big, and he had already scattered the Pujis far away, so he would soon know if there was any disturbance.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Killian reached a cave in the icy plains. He jumped off the Asmai golem, a look of relief spreading across his face: "Finally... I can catch my breath."

"Damn it..." For the first time, Killian understood what the apprentices thought when they saw his puppet. Damn it, if you take away those expensive magical equipment, Roland is nothing.

"No...we have to turn this around." Killian looked at the puppet, which had become somewhat damaged due to the long battle, and realized that it was completely impossible for him to defeat Roland, this whale, with his own strength alone.

He needs allies.

With the thought forming in his mind, Killian closed his eyes, waved his wand, and began casting a spell: "Pus...Reis..."

The next moment, wisps of yellow sand rose from the ground and, under the influence of magic, instantly grew flesh and blood, transforming into eyeballs.

"Eye of the Sands" is a classic exploration spell used to construct earth elemental rune paths, with a level of 0.3.

Killian controlled these eyeballs, carefully searching for the other wizard apprentices.

"Found it!"

Soon, a look of surprise appeared on Killian's face. He saw through magic a witch dressed in a light blue wizard's robe gliding rapidly across the ice field.

"Lissan the Witch..." Killian stood on the puppet and quickly approached the witch who possessed the blood of the ice bear.

"Who are you?" Lissan was a lithe witch, wearing ice boots made entirely of ice, and she was paddling forward with all her might.

"I am Killian Hope. I invited you here... to join me in dealing with Roland Colt."

"Roland Colt?" Lissan asked breathlessly, "Who is he?"

"A wizard apprentice who only relies on powerful alchemical equipment."

"If we join forces, we can definitely defeat him easily."

"He's only relying on his superior equipment. If it weren't for those things, I could have defeated him by myself."

Lissan looked uncomfortable; she seemed to have reached her limit. She suddenly stopped and gasped for breath: "Um... let's deal with the monster behind me first."

"I'm really out of ideas!"

"?" Killian's expression froze instantly. He turned his head sharply and saw a swordsman in blue armor standing not far from the two of them.

"I sense the king's presence..." The swordsman, Mushroom Karak, drew his longsword from his waist, extended his arm, and murmured in a charging stance, "You will all die!"

Before the two could make a move, the blue-armored swordsman let out a "plop."

The next moment, their pupils widened, and they turned around and ran in opposite directions.

A gentle breeze stirred, and wisps of air appeared on the longsword. Karak's eyes flashed with killing intent. In an instant, a gale howled, and when he looked back, only a blur remained.

crunch

crunch

Two creaking sounds echoed across the entire ice field, and Killian's golems instantly stopped running.

Killian looked down and noticed a straight white mark on his abdomen. He trembled as he reached out and touched the mark.

crunch...

The sound of flesh tearing rang in his ears, and his abdomen, legs, and upper body slowly slid down at the same time.

Just like jelly, the organs that were originally one piece disintegrated and scattered on the ground.

At the same time, Lissan, who possessed the blood of the Ice Bear, showed a look of horror as she stared at the blood clots scattered on the ground and at Killian's unwilling gaze.

crunch...

The azure ice shell slowly shattered, and ice shards landed on Lissan's head. With just one sword strike, her supposedly absolute defense, which could not be broken even by 0.5-ring spells cast by multiple third-rank wizard apprentices, was shattered so easily.

"I..." Lisang was completely terrified and raised her hands, shouting, "I quit!"

The next moment, the figure disappeared, and a white teleportation array lit up, simultaneously taking away Lissan and the disheveled Killian.

As the wind subsided, on the vast ice plain, Karak silently sheathed his longsword and walked away into the distance.

"A gentle breeze or a gale is only a thought away."

"With my next strike, I will be even stronger!"

......

After a long while, as the sunlight slowly dipped below the horizon, a shadow emerged from the intricate underground caverns: "Hehe...finally, it's my home turf."

"The slaughter is about to begin. Who will be my first prey, Zorn?"

Zornt rolled his hand, and wisps of black mist appeared in his palm. The next moment, the black mist spread, and a large number of bats emitted sound waves in all directions.

Zorn closed his eyes and began to receive the information brought by the echo.

"?"

His confident expression gradually froze as he stared at the numerous red dots in his mind, a thoughtful look on his face.

Something must be wrong!

Once again, the swarm of bats was released, and he checked on them again.

"How is that possible... there's clearly nothing around me!"

"Besides, this is a simulated arena, and there are only ten finalists here."

"Where did these hundred red dots come from?"

"Could it be?" Zorn was confused. As a beast tamer specializing in the dark side, he always had faith in his summoned beasts.

But this time...

"Pfft!"

Zorn heard a series of splattering sounds in his ears. As a beast tamer, he immediately understood that they had entered the nest of the Walking Mushroom.

No wonder he detected so many red dots.

Zorn stepped out of the underground cavern with his left foot, and the next moment, he was met with an endless stream of purple bubbles and a cacophony of squelching sounds: "Brothers, victory is in sight!"

"Charge for the great King!"

"Pfft pfft..."

At the foot of the mountain, beside the cave, and in the forest, a large number of weapon-wielding Pojis surged in from all directions. Seeing the fighting Pojis that were almost half a person tall, Zorn quickly withdrew his left foot, wanting to run back to the cave.

"Could it be that they've teamed up to eliminate me, the one hiding, first?"

"Impossible, I'm so insignificant, how could I possibly provoke such widespread anger?"

The commotion was enormous, and Zorn looked completely bewildered; this was far too much of a fuss.

"Forget it, let's hide for now."

"He's gone..."

The thought came to him, and Zorn was about to cast a spell to transform into a bat and head towards the depths of the cave.

However, all he received in response was a dazzling sword light and an angry curse: "Damn it, Lao Liu's way of playing is disgusting, wasting so much of my time."