Changing Hands

When Solam, Yun Li, Bibilionna, and Green returned to the mystic realm, the other three desperators all looked as if they had long since grown bored of waiting. Two of them even flew over and looked straight at Green.

Green found it rather strange. Why hadn't these people entered the mystic realm first by themselves?

"Yo, this must be the Pale Mask Victor mentioned, right? To think you could withstand Mina's Blazing Flame Domain head-on. It truly leaves one awestruck."

A cloying voice drifted over. Green looked and saw a woman wearing a long red-and-green dress, the fabric patterned with countless red scorpions. One astonishingly long, pale leg was bare.

What drew the eye even more was that faint point of mysterious golden light, stirring boundless imagination, yet her face wore an expression of sanctity that could not be violated. But those soul-hooking eyes seemed, faintly, to be giving some kind of hint.

A beauty to topple all living beings.

This was a peerless beauty of unrivaled looks.

Through Solam and the others, Green knew that this desperator was named Cretia, a wizard apprentice who had conducted deep research into mental-force wizardry, soul wizardry, and curse wizardry. At the same time, her symbiotic insect was a rare combat-type symbiotic insect.

"You can call me Green."

A low voice sounded from beneath the Pale Mask, without much emotional fluctuation.

Seeing this, Cretia bit her fingertip lightly with a thousand charms and ten thousand graces, but when she saw Green had no reaction at all, she lost interest as well. She curled her lip and said in a cloying voice, "What an unromantic fellow."

Mechanical Heart gave a cold snort. "So you really did come to this mystic realm. It's just that the result makes me very unhappy."

Green did not speak. He looked down at Ghost Thief, who was lying lazily on the totem pillar below.

Ghost Thief took a crisp bite of the red fruit in his hand and said indifferently, "Yo, don't look at me. Before, I acted according to everyone's wishes. I have no interest in you at all. I only want to get the reward my mentor left for me in the mystic realm."

Green was startled. A reward left by his mentor?

"All right, all right. Everyone should hurry up and get ready. Let's open the mystic realm as soon as possible and end this trial."

Solam said indifferently, then looked at Green again. "There are two conditions for opening the mystic realm. First, it requires seven wizard apprentices with mark values above thirty. Second, these seven wizard apprentices must simultaneously pour magic power into the seven totem pillars for three hourglasses straight without interruption. Only then can the mystic realm be opened."

Below, Ghost Thief added, "Killing those wizard apprentices who came to investigate the mystic realm was precisely for the second point Solam mentioned. Otherwise, did you think I was willing to kill that many? The academy has set rules. After the mark values of us desperators exceed one hundred, our rewards will actually be deducted."

Green's face darkened beneath the mask.

Sure enough, this so-called newcomer trial had been specially prepared for the desperators. These desperators actually knew so much information that ordinary wizard apprentices did not.

Moreover, the reward in the third mystic realm had actually been specially left for them by this fellow's mentor. This even made Green feel somewhat jealous.

However, now, because of certain changes, the reward the Son of the Sun's mentor had left for her might be changing hands.

As for the new owner...

Green landed on the totem pillar that had originally belonged to the Son of the Sun. Holding a magic stone in one hand, he continuously poured magic power into the totem pillar beneath him with the other.

After these desperators' previous purge, there were now no wizard apprentices who dared try to challenge the third mystic realm.

The Son of the Sun had been injured several times in the earlier battle. Though she had suffered such extraordinary shame and humiliation, she still did not dare come and cause trouble. In this way, three hourglasses later, Green only felt the totem pillar beneath him burst out with a powerful spatial energy. Immediately afterward, his vision blurred, and he arrived in an unfamiliar space.

"Where is this?"

Green looked at the gray, murky sky around him, and at the air in which elemental energy could scarcely be sensed, and could not help asking in shock.

"This is a fragment of space discovered by Realm of Darkness Wizard Academy. It has already been completely reinforced by the wizards and turned into a place similar to the academy's treasure vault."

Not far away, Solam was excitedly flipping through an ancient, gray scroll on the platform in front of him, speaking to Green without even turning his head.

Presumably, this ancient scroll was the reward the Faceless Mask wizard had left for Solam.

"Don't leave this barrier, and don't wander around casually either, or the consequences will be very serious."

On the other side, Bibilionna kindly reminded Green.

The reward in her hand was a test tube, and inside it was actually a vial of blue blood. Her face was full of excitement.

Green looked around. Sure enough, with the stone platforms in front of the seven people as the center, a barrier emitting blue light had been laid out over a range of a hundred meters. Outside the barrier, everything was a blur and could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, the other desperators were also all excitedly fiddling with the rewards in their hands, their expressions extremely thrilled.

Seeing this scene, Green could not help a surge of excitement in his heart as well. He likewise looked at the stone platform in front of him. The powerful desperator Son of the Sun—what reward would her mentor have left her?

It was a crystal ball. It looked seemingly ordinary, and Green frowned.

A crystal ball?

However, the instant Green picked up the crystal ball, he suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation within it. After a start, his eyes could not help widening abruptly, and he murmured in disbelief, "No way..."

If one listened closely, Green's voice was actually trembling a little!

As far as the crystal ball itself was concerned, it was of course a top-grade crystal ball of excellent quality, but at most it was only worth a few hundred magic stones. It was simply not worthy of being the reward of this mystic realm.

What Green truly cared about was that sealed inside the crystal ball was a familiar fluctuation. This was actually the fluctuation of a soul!

A split soul?

Wizards could indeed split souls. This was also the foundation for collecting soul slaves.

However, for an official wizard below level four, even a wizard who was most skilled in soul wizardry, the amount of soul they could split was extremely limited.

Now that Green had received a mass of split soul, the only thing he thought of was that this was a certain aspect of a wizard's inheritance.

Such a precious reward was indeed worthy of the Son of the Sun.

Almost without hesitation, Green immersed his soul will into the crystal ball's sensing range. At once, along with the blending of souls, strands of soul information in the crystal ball began to appear one after another in Green's soul, as if some most ancient inheritance was being carried out.

This was an inheritance of the soul.

An hourglass later, after absorbing roughly one-tenth of the soul information in the crystal ball, Green felt his soul grow full and weary. He temporarily broke off the crystal ball's inheritance and murmured excitedly, "It's actually a rare fire-element rune inheritance—a fire-element rune attached with an undying property."

During the inheritance period in the secret realm space, the seven of them had almost never left the stone platforms before them.

For one thing, all seven were studying the rewards they had obtained. To wizard apprentices, nearly all of these rewards were incomparably precious, so naturally they needed to be studied with utmost seriousness.

For another, at this moment, if even one person made the slightest unusual move, it would almost immediately trigger a great battle. This was also one of the trial ground's ultimate tests for these despairers.

As long as one despairer could suppress the other six, they would be able to obtain all the inherited treasures in this secret realm!

However, such a despairer clearly did not exist here. Everyone merely stayed honestly where they were, studying their own rewards.

Green was naturally happy with this.

If a great battle truly broke out, Green was almost the weakest among them all. In such a calm atmosphere, Green began absorbing the soul inheritance inside the crystal ball day after day.

Ten days later.

On the outskirts of the trial ground, following a ripple in space, Green's figure appeared in a withered forest.

Green shook his somewhat dizzy head and looked around in surprise.

"Where is this now? If it's been ten days, the trial should already be over."

Indeed, that was the case. At this moment, Green could sense that he should be somewhere in the Thorned Bramble Forest where there was no trace of human presence.

But just then, Green's expression changed.

In his distant perception, a full six waves of mental power had locked firmly onto him, driving the surrounding natural energy to squeeze violently toward him, imprisoning him.

It seemed that if he made even the slightest unusual movement, it would bring very serious consequences. At the same time, these mental-power fluctuations carried a simple message, and also seemed to be some sort of warning.

Green even could not quite understand why these mark fluctuations had locked onto him.

"Wizards from the six great wizard academies?"