As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

"Isn't it? But the Purple Magic School is now defunct in name only. According to the rules, my Black Magic School should be able to take its place." Ike paused and said with a hint of joking, "Don't forget, my Black Magic School played a significant role in this battle."

"Besides, you owe me this."

"I'm just here to take back what's mine!"

The dark shadows solidified, emitting a deeper sense of oppression.

The cold declaration was devoid of any emotion, yet it contained an undisguised arrogance and determination.

The five people present were all stunned and their faces turned ugly.

But at this moment, a shadowy figure in a gray robe floated over from the opposite direction of the Dark Demon's Head.

Ike, the leader of the dark demons who had been so arrogant just now, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his tone became alert.

This is because the one coming towards him is the most powerful magician in the world, one of the top high-level extraordinary people in Vizsea.

"[Sage]..."

"Long time no see, Mr. Ike."

Booker's shadow smiled kindly and naturally landed on the seat of the Orange Demon School.

"If you don't teach your little brat, how did you find time to learn it?"

"Haha, don't forget, my Magic Academy also made a great contribution in this battle. As a teacher, I should always care about the young people."

Ike narrowed his eyes and stopped answering.

It was said that the "Sage" Booker was indifferent to worldly affairs and had long since retired, but Ike never believed such nonsense.

But so what?

Even the [Sage] is just a tiger in a cage and cannot affect his plan at all.

Ike looked up and glanced at a corner of the crowd in the projection. The brown figure sneered secretly.

My good disciple, the gifts of fate are never free, and now it is time for you to pay the price.

Chapter 106: On the verge of breaking out

Cassandra's mansion on the outskirts of the Citadel.

Countless magicians surrounded the entire mansion like a tide, and even erected various barriers, literally preventing the Purple Demon School from letting a single bird out.

In a forest thousands of meters away, Roy, who had joined the battle as a [Sword Ghost], looked at the dark crowd in the distance and couldn't help but sigh at the wealth of the Magicians' Society.

To siege the Purple Demon School, the Magician Society dispatched thousands of regular troops—which was nothing, of course. His father, the Iron-Blooded Marquis, alone commanded over ten thousand soldiers.

The real main force of this battle, a full six hundred extraordinary people, is what makes Roy sigh.

Even a Sequence 9 Transcendent can easily defeat a mortal who is ten times more powerful than them.

On the battlefield, this combat gap will be further widened, especially for the trained extraordinary army, which is fully capable of dealing with mortal troops that are thirty to fifty times larger in number than their own.

You know, it is extremely difficult to form a complete team of extraordinary people. Whether it is the [Knights of the Gale] of the Lionheart Kingdom or the [Emerald Rangers] of the Emerald Council, there are only over a thousand of them.

In this kind of local battle, sending out six hundred extraordinary people at once shows that the society does not underestimate the threat of the Purple Demon School.

It’s just that the people above have their own ideas, and the people below have their own ideas.

At a glance, Roy found that the magicians were listless, their formation was not in order, and some even held their wands crookedly.

The word "underestimating the enemy" was almost written on his face.

In the eyes of most people, this kind of battle is enough to crush the Purple Demon School.

It was for this reason that the magician's commander placed the adventurers at the outermost edge of the team and did not issue any orders. To put it nicely, he let them "play freely", but to put it bluntly, he told them to stay out of other people's business.

Led by their old acquaintance, the adventurer [Thunder Spear] Reid, the others were furious at the dismissive attitude and sat aside, cursing. Even the A-rank adventurer [Fighter] Hex looked unhappy, and he seemed to be considering challenging the mages.

But this decision was exactly what Roy wanted.

He had no control over the civil war between the Magicians' Society and the Purple Magic School, which had thousands of members, and no interest in doing so.

He only came here to reverse the fate node and help Lyanna out of trouble.

It's just as well that he wasn't assigned any tasks, so he wouldn't have to find an excuse to slip away. The Council could just go straight to Lyanna.

Just as Roy was making his own calculations, a voice came from the side asking, "Brother Sword Ghost, isn't it time for you to reveal something?"

Hex came closer with a grin, his tall figure lowered slightly, looking strangely funny.

Roy was stunned by the question: "Leak?"

"That's right. To have alerted a skilled warrior like you to come here, there must be something else behind this mission." Hex chuckled. "We're here just to mess with you, brother!"

"???" Under the black fog, Roy looked confused.

He was also wondering why these adventurers wanted to join in the fun. It turned out there was such a huge misunderstanding!

Wait, brother, you are wrong. There is a hidden secret about the hammer in this mission. Even if the adventurer learns it, they will not pay you a penny!

Roy was about to explain, but Hex waved his hand and said, "Hey, brother, you don't have to explain."

"We don't dare to ask about the inside story of those masters. We are only responsible for the use of knives and guns. If you have any instructions, just give us a word and we will follow you - don't worry, you will get the biggest share of the reward and we will just get a small share." Hex patted his chest and explained in a way that he thought was very capable.

However, the more Roy listened, the more speechless he became, and he couldn't help scratching his head.

Honestly, it's good to have help.

Influenced by Nia, Roy still had some good feelings towards adventurers and felt embarrassed to let them work for him for nothing.

But he no longer had the chance to explain.

Suddenly, a terrifying and extraordinary wave erupted from the direction of the mansion, and flames filled the sky.

The negotiations failed and war was imminent.

Before the magicians near the mansion could form a battle array, these adventurers quickly stood up and gathered around Roy like hounds seeing blood.

"Mr. Sword Ghost, how should we proceed?!"

Roy's mouth twitched, and he was silent for a moment, then he could only sigh helplessly.

"Come with me."

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minutes ago.

The hall of Cassandra's house.

"Dia Cassandra, the Mage Society has confirmed that your adopted son, Marvin Cassandra, the Chief Mage of the Purple Mage School, has secretly colluded with a cult and betrayed the righteousness of the human race."

"The school suspects the entire Purple Demon School is colluding with the cult. The council has passed a resolution demanding that you give up resistance and accept forced search and supervision!"

The three Sequence 6s, led by Malfoy, and the ten Sequence 7s, as representatives, were all on high alert.

It seems to be persuading surrender, but in fact it is a declaration of war.

However, the moment Malfoy finished speaking, countless wizards emerged from the entire mansion and surrounded them.

Malfoy didn't even frown, just looked at the old gentleman standing on the second floor and said sarcastically: "I thought you would be smarter."

"Dia Cassandra, you can't even produce a few mid-level transcendents. I really don't know where your confidence and your society are going against you."

However, the head of the Purple Demon School, who was looking down from above, smiled faintly without any sadness or joy, as if he was looking down at an ant.

"It doesn't take much effort to crush you to death."

Such an arrogant response made all the magicians laugh.

Even the serious Malfoy couldn't help but curl his lips.

Dia Cassandra is only Sequence 6.

The three of them, Sequence 6, were all veterans skilled in coordination. When they joined forces, they could even fight a Sequence 5 for several rounds.

You know, although the gap between Sequence 6 and Sequence 5 is not as big as the gap between low and mid-level, it is much larger than that between Sequence 7 and Sequence 8.

Even if the Purple Demon School also sent out three Sequence 6s, Malfoy was confident that he and his two partners could easily handle it.

"You don't think you have a chance of winning by relying on those cultists' tricks, do you?"

"Cultists? Haha, those guys' things are just toys at best, they're completely useless."

Seeing Dia take off the wizard's badge and put up his sleeves.

Malfoy and others were also brewing extraordinary fluctuations and were ready.

A buzzing crimson flame appeared around the Red Mage, like a burning star. "Well, let's end this farce quickly."

Dia smiled slightly, and the next moment, his face burst into blue energy, his flesh twisted, and his eyes flashed with a violent and murderous light: "You are right."

Crimson flames exploded in the mansion, and the first horn was blown.

A purple magic barrier then lit up, enveloping the entire mansion like an iron curtain.

However, the magicians were well prepared and attacked together.

When it comes to long-range firepower strikes, magicians are definitely the best among the extraordinary people.

Fireballs, wind blades, lightning arrows, stones, light and shadow, colorful magic surged like stars falling from the sky, crashing into the barrier, suddenly exploding and raising a cloud of dust.

Even an iron fortress would be reduced to ashes by this blow.

As the earth shook, the land and buildings around the mansion were reduced to dust in an instant, as if it had been hit by a natural disaster.

The purple barrier was visibly fading.

However, before the magicians could smile triumphantly, the earth shook again.

A strange seed broke through the ground and spread out countless vines and branches at a rapid speed, covering the mansion, like a plant castle built in an instant.

Chapter 107: Follow the brother!

The corrupt, decadent, and ominous aura made every magician instinctively feel disgust and fear.

"Follow my command, second round of attack!"

Countless magic arrays lit up at the same time at the commander's command, shining like stars.

A new round of meteor showers streaked across the sky and exploded on the vine castle.

In the blink of an eye, branches and vines were either reduced to ashes or broken into pieces.

But before the magicians could be happy, they saw that the damaged plants grew and healed rapidly, and immediately returned to their original state, making their efforts go to waste.

Naturally, the organization launched the next round of offensive.

But in the interval between the casting of the spell, the Purple Demon School launched a counterattack.

Suddenly, pale and rotten hands stretched out from under the feet of the magicians.

The earth surged, and countless foul-smelling corpses broke out of the ground, mercilessly slaughtering the magician who was not good at close combat.

An organized force of extraordinary people is indeed enough to crush ordinary people, but it is not without weaknesses.

Transcendents, especially those with bronze bloodlines, have rather singular abilities. This shortcoming is further exacerbated in organized units.

For example, the [Gale Knights] are all melee fighters, while the [Greenwood Rangers] are more of a seeker and guerrilla fighter.

Therefore, on the battlefield, the extraordinary troops will often work together with the regular troops to cooperate with each other.

Magicians are not good at close combat.

However, these zombies attacked from underground and appeared directly among the magicians, making it difficult for the surrounding regular troops to provide support.

The commanders grew anxious, exhausted from dealing with the rotting corpses. The magicians' formation fell into disarray at a visible speed.

The roaring dragon monsters that fell from the mansion became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Roar!!!"

The two-winged flying dragons, the Fiery Blade Swift Dragons, and those huge, deformed dragon-like monsters covered with black scales rushed forward and launched a surprise attack on the already chaotic formation.

"Everyone, concentrate your fire, concentrate your fire...!"

The leading commander shouted, but the magician who was entangled by the corpses was struggling to protect himself, so how could he have the time to respond to the order?

The dragon monsters didn't wait for them to regroup, and charged into the magician's formation one after another.

The commander was torn into two pieces by a single claw of the huge dragon monster before he could even cast a spell.