Parting and Summons

Inside the Nine-Headed Wrath hall.

Netherheart Stigmata Wizard, Nine-Headed Wrath Stigmata Wizard, Peranos, and Wu Tong sat side by side, along with Varo, Jiahei, Alice...

Youquan sat beside Peranos. Green paid his respects one by one to the several Stigmata Wizards in the hall and the dozen or so Level-Three Great Wizards. These Level-Three Great Wizards were either friends of Peranos or disciples of other martial uncles, and they returned Green's salute in turn, astonishment flickering in their eyes as they sensed the formidable power concealed within him.

Two of them drew some of Green's attention: the former deans of the seventy-eighth and eightieth floors of Black Isotta Wizard Academy.

The oppressive aura of a Level-Three Great Wizard around Green was being fully compressed within his body beneath the multicolored runes. Even Nine-Headed Wrath Stigmata Wizard and Netherheart Stigmata Wizard could not help but cast him several extra appraising glances. The two Great Wizards who had long served as deans of Black Isotta Wizard Academy naturally knew what this meant.

Clearly, the power Green possessed now was already enough to rival, perhaps even surpass, Youquan when she had been a Level-Three Great Wizard. Yet he did not possess the far-reaching fame Youquan had once enjoyed in the Wizard World.

Now, with the civilization war imminent, although the Holy Tower rules had not truly declared critical war readiness, the conflicts of Academy Wars ought to have died down.

Invisibly, the rules had weakened the status of Great Wizards like Green.

At last, Green's gaze fell upon his mentor Peranos, who sat between Youquan and Alice, aged and frail. Jiahei, no longer as it had once been, was skin and bones, lying motionless in Peranos's arms like an oil lamp on the verge of going out. After seeing Green enter, it did