Wizard's Journey

Chapter 694 Deterrence!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Amrund, Grin, Isabelle, and the two second-level wizards landed one after another, their gazes naturally turning to the magnificent palace where three third-level archmages stood in awe-inspiring poses.

Humph……

Beneath the surface of truth, Green gave a cold laugh, but then suddenly looked at his shoulder, feeling a little unaccustomed to the absence of Little Eight's clamor.

This guy is playing with the Mysterious Thousand-Headed Bird.

"Green..."

Before Amlund could finish his cryptic message, Green said in a low, chilling voice, "Ignore them, just go in."

Nodding, Amrund strode confidently up the palace's high steps. Beside him stood Grin, wearing the Mask of Truth and leaning on his ram-horned skull magic staff, his figure indistinct. Behind him followed Isabelle and two level-two demon hunter wizards, all silent.

Elder Sha's wizard robes resembled the dust and yellow sand, his eyes burned with apricot-yellow elemental light, and the withered wood in his hand resembled a long snake, biting at the glittering elemental bead at its tip.

Elder Shadow wore a large black wizard's robe, his skin was pale and bloodless, his sunken eyes were cloudy, and the shadow beneath his feet kept writhing and twisting, as if something was about to jump out of the shadow at any moment!

At this moment, the two level-three archmages seemed to freeze, staring at the mysterious wizard beside Amrund who was silently walking towards them, getting closer and closer. Only the elemental light in their eyes flickered instinctively, but they did not carry out the intimidating posture and lines they had agreed upon beforehand.

The two wizards stood frozen in place, like statues, silently watching the wizard approach.

Click, click, click...

Looking down from his vantage point, the two-meter-tall, level-three legendary knight extended a rough, large hand from beneath his armor, attempting to block the group behind Amrund.

Spiral patterns appeared on the ground. When the eyes of elemental light beneath the gray-white mask coldly looked over, the powerful legendary knight felt as if an overwhelming flood of corpses and carnage was rolling past him. The fear, like an abyss of death, made his rough hand freeze in mid-air. It trembled a few times and then he no longer had the courage to reach out and put it down completely!

In an instant, the relatively short figure, leading several second-level wizards behind him, passed by the massive third-level legendary knight and entered the palace without stopping, leaving only their backs in sight.

Squeak!

The palace gates were closed, and the three level-three archmages of Mount Isabo were locked outside the palace at the negotiating table.

Tick ​​tock!

"Huffing, huffing, huffing..."

As the terrifying wizard disappeared from sight, a bead of sweat trickled down the legendary knight's forehead. He then let out a rapid, panting breath, his rough, calloused hand falling limply to the ground, his fingernails, activated by bloodline magic, slowly retracting.

The legendary knight swallowed hard, his eyes filled with deep shock as he turned to look at the tightly closed door.

Elder Ying and Elder Sha exchanged a pale glance, shook their heads, and remained silent.

After only a quarter of an hourglass.

With a creak, the palace gates opened again. Ignoring the three level-three archmages at the entrance, Amrund and his party flew away with a whoosh.

"What's going on!?"

Isabelle's voice was almost squeezed out through clenched teeth, his face ashen. It was clear that he had suffered a great loss in the unprepared and passive negotiation.

Elder Sha and Elder Ying remained silent, while Elder Man let out a cold snort, glancing sideways at Isaboshan and saying in a cold voice, "Hmph, in this wizarding world, how many people dare to challenge that guy? Go ahead and go find him, I, Man, will not accompany you."

As he spoke, the powerful legendary knight took something out and tossed it to Isaboshan, then actually left without a word.

……

"Green, thank you so much this time, I really didn't expect this..."

Amlund looked at Green with excitement, not because of the recent contract, but because Green had grown to such an extent.

Those were three level-three great wizards, especially the tall, body-refining wizard, who gave Amrand an instinctive urge to stay away. This shows that the wizard was no ordinary level-three great wizard.

But these three didn't even have the courage to stop Green!

Green smiled politely but didn't say anything. He considered this an investment in his future wizard tower construction. The two level-two wizards behind him looked at Green with even greater respect.

After a few hourglasses, Green and his group returned to their residence in Amrund.

"Gagaga, young master, how is the situation?"

Hachi stood atop the colossal Mysterious Thousand-Headed Bird, a creature flapping its wings high in the sky. The shadow of its 35-meter-tall body fell upon it, and its 79 heads cried out in a chaotic cacophony. The power of this chimera was growing stronger and stronger.

"It's okay, you can keep playing."

Green and Armrund's group entered the magnificent palace.

……

Ten days later.

As Green was about to leave, he was received once again by Chief Issar.

What Green noticed was that there were six Level 3 Archmages standing behind the clan chief, two of whom made Green feel threatened!

Two wizards, one an arcane wizard whose purpose is unknown, and the other possessing the fluctuations of a level two honor medal.

"Hehe, it is a great honor for the Isa family to receive Master Grin, the Shadow of Despair. I hope that the two little ones, Isabel and Amrund, have not neglected the master these days."

With a smile, Isazal took a fate contract from a second-level wizard behind her and handed it to Grin.

Beneath the surface of truth, elemental light flickered. Grimm looked at the various terms of the contract, which were clearly based on the Amrund Contract and had been greatly expanded and modified. In fact, according to Grimm's estimate, the investment from the Isa family alone, plus his own accumulation, would no longer be a problem to establish the Wizard Tower and Wizard Academy.

It seems that Isazal really wants the Isazal family and Green to have a highly intertwined future.

For the Stigmata Wizards, the source of all their profits is maintaining the eternal stability of the Wizard Tower. In addition to the Purple Gold Fragrance family, the Isa family has also invested, so Green's goal for the Isa family on this trip can be considered achieved.

Without hesitation, Green signed the contract of fate, and a sumptuous feast ensued.

At the banquet, Green met the eldest and third sons of the Isa family, who were the most competitive candidates for the patriarch. Both of them were highly intelligent level three wizards, and each was surrounded by a large number of wizards with considerable strength.

In comparison, the eldest son is more magnanimous and generous, while the third son is more intelligent and elegant; each has his own unique characteristics.

However, none of this matters much to Green. Although he was traded to Amlund, it doesn't mean that Green will choose who to support; rather, it's the other way around!

The question remains: which of the two will become the head of the Isa family and collaborate closely with Green in the future?

(End of this chapter)