The upheaval was abrupt.
No one expected that two ’young people’ who had just advanced to Second Ring Wizards would launch a sneak attack on a Third Ring Peak Wizard.
Especially one of them, who was a direct disciple of Akasha.
The gap between a Second Ring Wizard and a Third Ring Wizard is like a chasm, and theoretically, there is no chance of a successful sneak attack.
So...
They resorted to other ans!
The wooden box and the book inside were clearly the work of a Fourth Ring Wizard, not only deceiving the perception of a Third Ring Wizard but also directly immobilizing ti and space, leaving Akasha unable to react.
Additionally, Beastman Nicole attracted attention, while the real killer move ca from Charlotte, who appeared to assist but was actually an assassin.
The spike that pierced Akasha was obviously extraordinary; otherwise, it couldn’t have ignored the defensive magic solidified on a Third Ring Wizard’s body and that flesh refined through countless transformations.
"You..."
Akasha staggered, and with a wave of his hand, he unleashed a surge of energy, sending the two people beside him flying.
His face turned black visibly, his eyes grew murky, and his movents beca stiff and sluggish.
"Poison!"
"Correct." Charlotte nodded:
"It’s ghost poison from the Abyss, not only deadly but also key to distorting consciousness towards becoming an Abyss Ghost."
"This poison, refined by the master of Abyss Cottage, is sothing even a Fourth Ring Wizard wouldn’t dare to touch lightly."
A Fourth Ring touch, and one would die.
What more, Akasha was rely a Third Ring Wizard. While it may not affect him imdiately, the twist of consciousness would prevent him from manipulating the formation placed here, as it recognizes the master, and with distorted consciousness, it’s difficult to control.
"Witch Cherry." Akasha’s body trembled:
"Very well..."
"But if you think you will succeed, don’t forget that this is the Titan Core, a place Viper Academy has run for hundreds of years."
"Action!"
With his command, the previously panicked and bewildered wizards started moving.
Various Second Ring Magic suddenly erged.
"Boom!"
"Boom rumble..."
Second Ring Wizards’ magic can easily sweep away a whole town, not to ntion erupting in such a confined space.
Instantly blinding light rose.
Yet upheaval followed.
"Ao Qiong!"
"What are you doing?"
"Stop!"
"..."
Jack the Gear shouted loudly, watching as a Second Ring Wizard attacked a companion, throwing out an Inheritance Witch Artifact.
The Witch Artifact transford into beams of light, falling like a cage, trapping everyone in the field.
Of course,
Lynn had already sensed sothing was off and retreated early to outside the hall.
"Ao Qiong!"
Jack shouted:
"Have you also betrayed the academy?"
"Akasha has researched the Titan Core for over six hundred years without progress; it’s ti to let others join in." Ao Qiong, a tall Second Ring Wizard, spoke slowly, holding a Magic Wand inlaid with sapphire:
"The Demon Hunting Battle Group has rich experience in exploring other dinsions, and the Abyss Cottage excels at breaking various prohibitions. With their participation, we might have a chance to enter the Titan Core alive."
"Jack!"
"Our lifespans are less than a hundred years; if we can’t enter the Titan Core, death will co."
"Hmph!" Jack snorted coldly:
"Even if we enter, so what? Without advancing to the Third Ring, our lifespan will never greatly increase."
"There’s always so chance." Ao Qiong’s expression remained unchanged:
"The Inner Ring treasure has not yet been excavated; if we can obtain it, you and I might still beco Third Ring."
"Jack, after following Akasha for so many years, haven’t you realized that following him leads to nowhere?"
"Forget it."
He shook his head lightly:
"It’s already too late to say these things, and no one can turn back."
"Indeed!"
In the field, a hunter dressed, burly man appeared out of thin air, clapping his hands lightly with applause:
"I repeatedly suggested to Akasha a joint developnt of the Titan Core, but he always refused to give a direct reply. That’s when I knew this wouldn’t work."
"You all are the sa!"
He scanned around slowly:
"Akasha researched the Titan Core for centuries, yet never passed on how to use its power; he was too greedy, wanting everything for himself. Such people never achieve anything."
"Hunter Leo!"
"The leader of the Demon Hunting Battle Group!"
"How did he get in?"
"..."
As they recognized the person, the expressions of everyone present changed, and a wave of panic spread out.
Leo!
A Third Ring Peak Wizard, Holy Knight, with the bloodline of so Outer Domain Divine coursing through him.
In terms of strength, he was even stronger than Akasha, and it was said that he could even contend with a Fourth Ring Wizard under certain circumstances.
If Akasha could harness the power of the Titan Core, it wouldn’t be difficult to deal with Leo here.
But unfortunately...
"Buzz!"
The halo appeared again.
An extraordinarily beautiful figure erged, with a face so stunning that even a single glance could make one fall for her. Even the strong will of a Second Ring Wizard couldn’t help but ripple, with emotions surging violently.
Witch Cherry!
The owner of the Abyss Cottage, a Fourth Ring Great Wizard!
The atmosphere of fighting spirit and hostility from Viper Academy dropped suddenly, and an inexplicable panic rose in their hearts.
Although it was unclear how the other side had gotten in, the pressure from a Fourth Ring Wizard felt like a mountain pressing down on them, almost making them lose the will to resist entirely.
"White Crow!"
Akasha suddenly shouted.
"Swoosh!"
The void behind him split open, and a Three-eyed White Crow appeared out of nowhere, its wings gently wrapping around Akasha.
Then they vanished on the spot.
Although the Three-eyed White Crow was only a Second Ring, its talent abilities were outstanding, especially well-suited for this place.
As Akasha’s servant, it also had a certain degree of authority to borrow the Titan Core’s power.
It couldn’t stand against Hunter Leo or Witch Cherry, but there was perhaps a chance to take Akasha away.
"Trying to leave?"
Witch Cherry’s beautiful eyes sparkled, with countless threads appearing in her sight, representing cause and effect.
Fourth Ring Magic—Trace Cutting Causality!
Fourth Tier,
Regardless of the world level, this was a being that had already touched or even mastered the rules.
The conversion of energy material, the relationship of ti and causality, Fourth Tier beings could already touch upon these.
"Boom!"
As the threads of causality trembled, a burst of blood light suddenly erged at the entrance of the hall, and the Three-eyed White Crow cried miserably as it was forced out from the void.
But it remained loyal, using its last ounce of strength to toss Akasha out, itself falling heavily to the ground.
"Zing..."
Hunter Leo bent his bow and nocked an arrow, releasing it with a loose of his fingers. The arrow vanished abruptly, penetrating into the unseen void.
Hmph!
A muffled grunt from Akasha ca from afar, followed by a blurred silhouette disappearing once again.
"Chase!"
Leo’s face was grim:
"We can’t let him escape!"
Akasha had a portion of the Titan Core’s authority. Even though he seed to be at a disadvantage now, as long as he wasn’t dead, he could take their lives at any mont once he recovered.
Witch Cherry reacted faster, tapping lightly with her foot, her whole body rging into the void as she pursued the target.
Elsewhere.
Lynn, intending to flee the place, moved his gaze slightly, reaching out with one hand to grab the Three-eyed White Crow and rushed toward the edge of the platform.
No matter what, the White Crow’s feathers had once helped him, and since it was on the way, he might as well rescue it.
Besides, he was not clear about the situation here. With the White Crow around, he could also know where to flee next.
"Swoosh!"
Grabbing the White Crow, Lynn leaped onto a Flying Boat, pressing a hand gently, as the Flying Boat charged toward the outer ring.
"Clatter..."
The peculiar sound made Lynn look down, seeing several gears rolling around his feet, self-dividing, and in the blink of an eye morphing into the figure of Jack the Gear.
"That was close!"
Jack touched his bald head:
"Luckily I got on the ship. Otherwise, I fear today might have seen my death here."
"Caw... caw..." the White Crow screeched:
"Why didn’t you save the dean?"
"White Crow, you better look out for yourself," Jack rolled his eyes, then looked at Lynn with appreciation:
"Your response was quick, kid."
"Sir," Lynn spoke:
"Will the dean be alright?"
"..." Jack’s expression turned somber:
"The dean’s strength is weaker than Hunter Leo’s. If he can’t leverage the Titan Core’s power, this ti he’s facing certain doom."
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