《A Wizard’s Secret》A Wizard's Secret
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In the dusky sky, occasional flashes of lightning were seen. It looked like a downpour would be happening soon.
"Rumble."
Before long, the sound of thunder roared in the sky, and rain cascaded down. It really was a downpour. A thin mist gradually rose in the dense forest, making it hazy and full of mystery.
In that hazy mist, the faint outline of low and luxurious buildings could be seen. It was indeed strange that there would be such hidden buildings in a dense forest.
In a square courtyard, a slim man with a head of long millet-colored hair and a fine silver shortsword at his waist stood silently in the corridor of the courtyard.
This strange man was clad in armor and dressed as an Elemental Swordsman, but there was the faint flickering of some Elemental fluctuations, revealing his identity as a Spell Caster.
"Drip drop drip drop."
Under the eaves, the dripping raindrops fell to the ground, making a soft but audible sound. However, the slim man seemed to sense something as he fiercely turned around and looked out of the courtyard.
From outside the courtyard, a small figure gradually appeared. He wore a black robe and had two black nose rings. It was a young and vigorous Spell Caster. There was a thin blue light veil over his body, and the raindrops that landed on him stirred up ripples. Then, the raindrops merged into the light veil as if strengthening the power of the light veil.
This was a very brilliant spell. Furthermore, the technique of controlling the spell was also extremely adept. This was a very powerful Spell Caster!
The black-robed small Spell Caster looked up at the slim man and pulled down his hood after reaching the corridor.
"Who would have thought that the noble Silver Sword Heulier would actually be someone's gatekeeper."
The small Wizard's voice was slightly hoarse, sounding extremely hard on the ears.
The slim man, Silver Sword Heulier, did not get angry after hearing the small Wizard's sarcastic remarks. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at the small Wizard fearfully and said, "Wizard Doan, Kleis is still cultivating his Pandora Demon Ability and is at a critical juncture. If there's anything, you can just tell me!"
"You?"
Wizard Doan sneered and took a few steps forward, standing in front of Silver Sword Heulier. He said coldly, "Heulier, I'm here to inform Kleis that Ozmu has been making large movements recently. Do tell him to wake up. This place might be abandoned."
"Huh? What did you say? Ozmu wants to abandon this place? How is that possible? Ozmu has been operating here for hundreds of years, how could this place be abandoned?"
Silver Sword Heulier's expression changed. Wizards like them who betrayed spell casters' organizations could not imagine that the powerful Ozmu would abandon a place where they have operated for hundreds of years. This place could be considered the foundation of Ozmu.
"Why can't it be? A traitor has appeared in Ozmu, and this place has been discovered by Blacksand Fort. They are holding some sort of summit as we speak, so it's obvious that they've made an alliance to fight Ozmu. Tsk tsk, I have to say, Blacksand Fort really has some tricks. The Wizards they sent were actually able to deceive Ozmu and expose this place.
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"Haha, but it's not that easy to destroy Ozmu. The higher-ups have already decided. When Blacksand Fort and the others are having the summit, we'll strike them first and give them a lesson they won't forget!"
Wizard Doan gently stroked the large red gemstone ring on his finger while revealing a sinister smile on his face that could make others tremble in fear.
Silver Sword Heulier was also very afraid of Wizard Doan. As a Sixth-level Spell Caster in Ozmu, Doan once contended with several Seventh-level Spell Casters and had even seriously injured a Seventh-level Spell Caster before as he was extremely strong.
Moreover, that was before Wizard Doan had joined Ozmu. No one knew how frightening Wizard Doan's current strength was. For so many years, Wizard Doan had never made any actions outside.
However, the Wizards from Ozmu were fully aware of Wizard Doan's strength. Although Silver Sword Heulier was also a genius in Ozmu, he was still far behind Wizard Doan.
Wizard Doan took a deep look at the house behind Heulier. Then, he smiled and turned around, preparing to leave.
"Creak."
At this time, the door of the room was pushed open from the inside, and a calm voice sounded, "Wizard Doan, I'm also very interested in the actions of the higher-ups. However, there's one more thing that I wish to ask Wizard Doan."
"Kleis, did you succeed?"
Silver Sword Heulier's face revealed an expression of pleasant surprise when he saw the Wizard slowly walking out of the room. The one standing before him was indeed Kleis!
"Swish."
Wizard Doan fiercely turned around. His eyes narrowed as he stared at Kleis, sizing him up.
"Kleis, I heard that you're the only Spell Caster in Ozmu who has constructed Spatial spells, and that this time, the special Pandora Demon Ability you're cultivating is Spatial Blade! What a rare spell, and what a powerful Pandora Demon Ability. There are many prodigies in Ozmu, but the only one who can construct Spatial spells is you!"
Wizard Doan's gaze gradually focused on Kleis.
Kleis gently raised a hand and pointed at the courtyard.
"Swoosh."
In an instant, the originally heavy rain seemed to be shaken by a mysterious force. The raindrops immediately turned into mist and condensed into a water screen which looked incredibly mystical.
Wizard Doan's eyes froze and his expression slowly became solemn. After a long moment, he slowly said, "Ask, then. Kleis, what is it that you want to know?"
"Will Merlin from the Dark Magic Region be joining the Blacksand Fort summit?"
Kleis' tone was very calm.
"Merlin? That Six-Elemental Spell Caster from the Dark Magic Region? The Blacksand Fort summit is a distinguished meeting for Southern Spell Casters, so although the Dark Magic Region is just a small spell casters' organization, they're invited as well. Among them are Wizards Merlin and Leo, who cultivated the special Pandora Demon Ability, Darkness Eye. Why, are you planning on avenging Bluebird?"
Wizard Doan indeed knew some matters regarding Kleis.
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"Bluebird died because of me! Heulier, let's go!"
Kleis' tone was calm without any emotions, but it was precisely this calm voice which made Wizard Doan feel some palpitations in his heart.
Soon, Kleis left the courtyard. Then, Wizard Doan moved forward a few steps and stood before a few pillars. He stroked them lightly with his hand and looked at the pillar with an attentive gaze.
Finally, Wizard Doan saw that there were hairline slits on the pillars that were cut off from the middle of the pillar. Unless one looked carefully, it would not be noticeable at all. Furthermore, these imprints were very new. They had been left by Kleis' light finger earlier.
"Hiss."
Seeing this, even Wizard Doan could not help but suck in a cold breath of air. His heart was even more shocked.
"The Spatial Blade. This is the special Pandora Demon Ability, Spatial Blade! Kleis… It's not surprising that Ozmu is willing to reveal Spatial Blade. Special Pandora Demon Abilities are extremely valuable even to Ozmu! Kleis, he's really good at concealing himself. His true identity wasn't revealed even after staying at the Dark Magic Region for so long. Kleis is a true Six-Elemental Spell Caster, and also a Spatial-type Spell Caster – the most difficult to construct according to legends!"
Wizard Doan's voice trailed off in the empty courtyard...
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In the main hall of Blacksand Fort, the summit had officially started. Many Spell Casters had already started to prepare, eager to give it a try.
The purpose of the summit was to see the potential that a Spell Caster had and would be displayed in front of the entire Southern Spell Caster world. Therefore, young Spell Casters would definitely not miss such an opportunity to perform.
It was currently not Merlin's turn yet, so he sat quietly in his seat.
"Round one, Wizard Envia from the Dark Magic Region and Wizard Morin from Drab City!"
As the voice of the Host Wizard sounded, everyone's attention immediately fell on the empty Arena Seven.
In the main hall, there were non-stop fights in a total of ten arenas. An hour had almost passed, but the first round of screening was still ongoing. This was enough to illustrate the terrifying amount of spell casters' organizations and clans that came to participate in the current Blacksand Fort summit.
Wizard Envia stood up immediately and whispered to Merlin, "Wizard Merlin, I'll go ahead first."
Merlin also nodded and said, "Be careful!"
Wizard Leo and the others had already entered the inner hall, so it was Merlin's responsibility to look after Wizard Envia and the rest to make sure nothing happened to them.
"Whoosh."
Wizard Envia instantly jumped into the arena and looked at his opponent, Wizard Morin from Drab City.
Drab City was also a small spell casters' organization. They were far away from the Dark Magic Region and were not familiar with each other, but Wizard Envia's opponent, Wizard Morin, was also a Third-level Spell Caster.
Spell casters' organizations or clans that participated in the summit had made certain preparations. Thus, all Spell Casters participating in the summit could be considered the best of their respective spell casters' organizations or clans.
Just like Wizard Envia and the others, who were outstanding Spell Casters from the Dark Magic Region and were proficient in runes, they could be considered the legitimate prodigious Wizards in the Dark Magic Region. After all, the Dark Magic Region was an expert in runes.
However, while in the past there was Kleis, now it was Merlin. The two Wizards' brilliant repertoire was too dazzling which covered the light from Wizard Envia and the others. In reality, their power was also very strong, and they were not weak at all.
This was true especially when it came to runes. If combined with a Runic Magic Disc, Wizard Envia's strength was also considerably formidable.
In the arena, Wizard Envia made the first move and launched a ferocious Third-level spell. Mystical runes were also engraved following the release of the Third-level spell and began to merge into the spell, greatly increasing its power.
That raging flame was instantly turned into a sea of fire, surrounding and trapping Wizard Morin.
Wizard Morin's expression changed as he released his spell but could not resist Wizard Envia's runes at all. Thus, he immediately called his loss, and his expression turned flustered.
"The runes of the Dark Magic Region are indeed powerful. I forfeit!"
Wizard Morin's strength was not that strong, so he admitted defeat willingly. Wizard Envia also did not exert too much effort, and smoothly moved on to the second round.
When Wizard Envia returned, Merlin said with a laugh, "Not bad, Wizard Envia. Your Runic Magic Disc hasn't even been used yet. If you were to integrate your Runic Magic Disc, you'll be able to go even further in the summit!"
Wizard Envia was also very delighted. He had prepared a lot for this summit, so naturally, he hoped to make some achievements in it.
Following that, Wizard Sarah and Wizard Ilman also started their first round. However, their strength was inadequate or perhaps they were unlucky as their opponents were prodigies from some middle-sized spell casters' organizations.
Thus, both Wizard Sarah and Wizard Ilman were eliminated in the first round, which also caused Merlin to secretly put away the contempt he had for this summit.
"Wizard Merlin from the Dark Magic Region and Wizard Lania from Abyss Fort!"
Finally, it was Merlin's turn to start his first round in the summit. However, his opponent was a Spell Caster from Abyss Fort, causing Merlin to feel slightly surprised.
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