CHAPTER 433: CHAPTER 201 MONSTERS, PHOENIX_3

Once we enter the ranking battle, the only thing we can rely on when we encounter Andriel is our own strength...

Do you think, given Andriel’s character, he would let any one of us survive in a one-on-one duel?"

"...Once all members of the Blue Mist Society are assembled, our power will be unprecedentedly strong, and this will be our only chance to get back at Andriel..."

Orian lightly placed his hand on the metal mask on his face, as if his fingertips could feel the scars beneath, "Harvey, have you forgotten those comrades who fought alongside us but ultimately died? Have you forgotten the experience of being trampled and humiliated under Andriel’s feet?

And Gwill, the Blue Mist Society was his idea, but he never got the chance to join the society he conceived..."

Harvey’s face changed, and he said through clenched teeth, "We could just wait until all members of the Blue Mist Society have grown stronger, and then..."

"Do you think there are many in the Blue Mist Society who will ultimately ascend to the Dawn? Who has a greater chance to advance to Dawn than Andriel?"

Orian spoke coldly, "Even if someone does manage it, by that time, seeking revenge on Andriel won’t just represent a personal grudge.

It could possibly spark a full-scale war between two forces!

Can you convince ’Dawn Wind’ and other forces to unite and declare war on the ’Ghost Poison Mask’?

Or..."

Orian stared into Harvey’s eyes, "Have you never really thought about revenge?"

"Enough, Orian!"

Harvey’s face darkened, and he spoke coldly, "You do not have the right to command and question me.

The plan of action for the Blue Mist Society is not something you and I can decide alone. The flames of revenge are already consuming you..."

As he spoke, Harvey instinctively picked up a Communication Stone to check it, and suddenly, his entire person froze.

His expression, originally serious, began to appear strange.

"What’s wrong?"

Orian noticed Harvey’s abrupt shift in mood, momentarily pulling away from the contentious topic, unable to resist asking.

Harvey, pinching the Communication Stone in his hand, didn’t know how to express himself for a moment.

Finally, he said in a deep voice, "I just received a message from Claire, he said, your Silver Magic Ring’s Ronan Damien is about to advance to Level 3, and he needs to guard Ronan’s successful advancement, so he can’t join us right away..."

"Uh..."

Orian, hearing this, was suddenly stunned.

After a moment, Orian’s voice could be heard again.

"Are you sure... you received a message from Claire?"

.....

Outside the Ancient Fairy City, countless Wizards were watching the battle within the Fairy Ancient City.

Everything inside the Ancient City was distant, hazy, and blurry to them.

But just an occasional burst of light from a Spell was enough to excite and stir some.

When the first dazzling beam of light rose, there was even a great commotion among the crowd of Wizards gathered outside the Fairy Ancient City.

Someone knowledgeable exclaimed excitedly, "Someone has stepped onto the ladder to the Legendary Heramus’s Natural Magic Manipulator inheritance!"

Then every time a beam of light rose, it would cause a stir among the external Wizards, who would speculate which Southern Heaven’s Pride this time would take a seat.

"It seems the young Wizards of the Southern generation are not too bad."

Molli’er swayed on the Red Lotus Staff as if she was on a swing, gazing from afar at the few white beams of light breaking through the layers of Mist in the Fairy Ancient City.

"Even if Selena was the first to occupy a seat, the others are not much slower than her...

Ah, this foolish woman, she’s performing too poorly, just don’t end up being outdone by someone from the Southern regions... that really would make me laugh my head off."

Molli’er yawned, muttering to herself.

Suddenly a voice came from below, "Princess Selena will surely stand at the top, no one in the Southern regions can surpass Princess Selena!"

"Bang!"

A muffled sound, and a Wizard in a Moon White Robe was sent flying like a sack.

Molli’er, not known when, appeared below, slowly rubbing her delicate fists, shouting fiercely at the Life Court Wizard she had punched away, "Did I allow you to speak?!"

Turning her head, a group of Life Court Wizards neatly knelt on the ground, their faces more or less twisted with some words that ridiculed and scorned Selena, obviously from Molli’er’s handiwork.

Every wizard from Life Court glared at Molli’er with pent-up frustration, daring not to express their anger openly.

Molli’er stood with her hands on her hips, walking past each person in her pretty little red shoes, admiring her work with a rather satisfied expression on her face.

In the distance, high in the sky.

Two figures stood calmly, silently watching over here.

"Don’t worry, once this is over, I will give you a potion that can wash away their marks..."

The elderly witch Vivian in a black robe gently consoled the tense middle-aged wizard beside her.

He thanked Vivian with a look of helplessness. He regarded her with a mixture of fear and respect, as a junior might look upon an elder.

"You’ve really gone to a lot of trouble..."

Vivian shook her head, her gaze tenderly fixed on Molli’er in the distance, whispering: "Who would have thought our Molli’er is the Phoenix Family’s only bloodline in this generation... She’s a hundred times more precious than ten royal scions of Life Court combined...

As long as she is happy, everything is naturally at her whim."

The Dawn Wizards of Life Court trembled at the mention of "Phoenix," then bowed their heads deeply.

...

As time passed, more and more stone pillars were lit up in the Ancient Fairy City.

In a corner of the Ancient Fairy City, a black stone giant nearly a hundred meters tall was rampaging through the ancient buildings.

Swinging its arms forged from ancient rocks, it traced dreadful, thunderous howls through the air, and with every sweep, it conjured a forceful energy storm comparable to Third Rank Magic.

The black stone giant dispersed the fleeing Level 3 Wizards like swatting flies.

Every now and then, with a "pop," any who couldn’t avoid in time, along with their energy protection light shield, were easily shattered.

After obliterating the bodies of who knows how many Level 3 Wizards, the shoulders of the black stone giant supported a young man shrouded in dense gray clouds who gently patted the giant’s shoulder and softly called out, "That’s enough, Venus, it’s time for us to go up..."

The black stone giant ceased chasing the Level 3 Wizards and silently dashed toward a nearby gray stone pillar.

Soon, a stone pillar was lit up, and the young man seated on the shoulder of the black stone giant leaped lightly onto the platform at the top.

Elsewhere, Jupiter, wrapped in blue-purple electric light, sped through the sky.

Several fleeing Level 3 Wizards were swiftly caught up with and barely managed to throw some spells and magic equipment, yet were all penetrated and torn apart by the terrifying lightning in a flash.

Jupiter suddenly stopped, majesty radiating from his purple eyes intertwined with lightning as if he were a Divine King.

He looked down coldly at the few wizards with pale faces falling slowly from high above and calmly stated, "There’s still time. I am waiting for your challenge in the seats above."

With that, he turned and left, and another stone pillar was lit up in his wake.

In an ancient alley shrouded in thick blood and gray clouds, Lufer stepped out, his presence emanating a heavy stench of blood.

He indulged in the flexing of his grotesque and magnificent flesh demon body, with its bare muscles and veins undulating over him.

"Giant Stone Peak..."

Lufer let out a demonic low growl, his eyes a fierce red, and a violent and ferocious aura surged forth.

In an instant, Lufer vanished, followed by a beam of white light shooting up into the heavens.

When eighteen stone pillars were lit up.

In a tranquil fairy chamber, a young man with a malevolent air stirred from his slumber.

He yawned and stretched lazily, his wine-red eyes shining in the dark like onyx gemstones.

"About time to get up and stretch my muscles a bit..."

The youth got up, opened the window, and squinted at the illuminated stone pillars in the distance.

Dark wings, black as ink, unfurled one by one behind him, and shadows spread rapidly.

"Life Court..."

"To personally crush a Princess from the Central Wizard Empire in front of countless people at a gathering of Southern geniuses..."

"Just thinking about it gets me excited..."

The young man chuckled lightly, and suddenly, his entire being simply vanished.

Leaving behind the quiet room, as if no one had ever been there.