Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 284 - 148: Enter, Bets and Scheming

As the Silver Magic Ring Wizard examined the other three wizarding forces, those wizards were also paying attention to the Magic Ring.

After the airship stopped, the Ring Lord Level figure leading the team on the Silver Magic Ring side disembarked from the airship, and powerful wizards from the other three forces’ airships also soared out.

From the Melt Crystal Lake airship disembarked a bald wizard clad in a golden robe, with bright flame patterns on his head, holding a black magic wand made of burning stone, with a topaz crystal embedded at the top, looking instantly splendid.

The team leader of the Thorny Palace was a woman, graceful in posture, wearing a robe long dress that seemed woven from plant fibers, with long hair hanging down to her waist like vines, interspersed with vibrant small flowers and leaves.

The Female Wizard from the Thorny Palace had green skin, a healthy and lively shade, her hands empty, always with a smile on her lips, exuding a bright and dewy charm.

Compared to her, the team leader from the Black Nightmare Swamp was entirely the opposite.

It was impossible to clearly see the face of the opposing party; their appearance completely concealed by a mask filled with various strange feathers, wearing an odd robe that was pure black with many white strange stripes which seemed like wriggling worms when blown by the wind.

The whole body radiated a dense, dark, and evil aura.

As the sole Black Robed Wizard force, Black Nightmare Swamp was clearly the most feared, with the other three airships staying far away from it.

The four powerful wizards leading their teams gathered, surrounded by the light of the Rune Formation, seemingly starting a negotiation.

Ronan heard Clements speaking.

"It seems that the Crimson Tower and the Thunder Council won’t be coming to the Second Battlefield, and I guess they won’t join the Third Battlefield either..."

"Don’t they value the resources of these two battlefields?"

Ronan casually inquired.

Clements shook his head, "No, on the contrary, they always want the most.

The Crimson Tower and Thunder Council are the two strongest forces among the six great southern wizarding powers; they also provided the Nephilim’s Key that opened the Core Secret Realm of the Mirror Court.

I guess there must be some agreement reached among the six great powers, with the Crimson Tower and Thunder Council focusing their main strength on exploring the First Battlefield..."

Clements seemed thoughtful, "In that light, it might be a blessing that I was unable to enter the first-tier,

These top genius wizards from the two forces have always been stronger than us by a level, each a monstrous talent, ordinary geniuses would struggle to compete with them, their confidence crushed... only a monster like Orian would dare to directly confront them..."

"That exaggerated?"

Ronan frowned, finding it hard to believe such words would come from Clements.

There was a time when he too stood at the pinnacle among the young wizards of the Seventh Magic Rings, with his Talent and Strength entirely outstripping the second-place wizard.

Clements shook his head, not elaborating further.

At that moment, the four team-leading wizards in the sky parted ways, each returning to their forces’ airships.

Only then did Ronan clearly see what their leading wizard looked like; a rugged-faced man with a short beard, with an heroic bearing, whispers from the surroundings hinted he might be the Third Magic Ring Master.

The leading Third Ring Master called everyone to disembark and, while hovering in mid-air, began to guide each individual to sign a soul contract.

Ronan listened carefully and realized the content of the contract was about not hiding any treasures obtained from the Secret Realm.

While he was musing, a striking, bald ring with no engravings was tossed in front of him.

Ronan caught it and discovered it was a Space Storage Ring, but the storage space inside was less than half of his current one.

"After entering the Mirror Court, anything obtained must only be placed inside this ring.

Afterwards, it will be handed over collectively; if anything is missing, all rewards from this exploration will be revoked..."

The imposing Third Ring Master stated expressionlessly to each Magic Ring wizard.

Ronan’s eyes sparkled, sensing that this meant the gains would be distributed equally, he asked Clements, who also nodded, "Every joint exploration operates this way.

Generally, your gains will be divided into three parts, you keep one part, contribute one part to the Magic Ring, and the last part will be distributed among all participating wizard forces based on their strength and contribution to the operation...

For the individual wizards, those who perform exceptionally will receive additional rewards."

Besides the Magic Ring side, the other three wizard forces were also following this process.

Ronan took this opportunity to examine the wizards from the three forces walking out of the airship: the Crimson Robe of the Melt Crystal Lake Wizard, the Green Robe of the Thorny Palace Wizard, the Black Robe of the Black Nightmare Swamp Wizard.

Most of the faces he saw were quite young, strong, and spirited, all being elite geniuses from various forces.

Mostly, the fluctuations of spiritual power emitted were of the Late Stage Level 2, with a few at the Intermediate Level 2 Stage, and Ronan, at the Early Level 2 Stage, was still unique.

No sign of Angelie...

Ronan wasn’t sure whether he was relieved or disappointed, he last saw Angelie when her strength seemed to be at the Late Level 2 Stage.

Given Angelie’s Talent, capable of surpassing boundaries and defeating Level 2 wizards even at the Level 1 Wizard stage, certainly, she was not an ordinary character, her going to the First Battlefield was also reasonable.