Though if you were strong enough, you might not have to worry about being surrounded.
But they were all first-grade wizard apprentices. How strong could anyone really be?
Everyone wanted to survive, so they would surely focus on the strongest apprentices first and kill them off at the start.
Charles cast several zero-ring spells on himself.
Simple Shield Spell.
Misaligned Phantom!
Lesser Arrow Defense.
Refraction Camouflage!
These utility and defensive spells could improve Charles's chances of survival.
In the end, the wizard apprentices in this area were compressed into a confined space less than five kilometers across.
Five kilometers was enough room for one or two apprentices to maneuver. If they had no intention of attacking, they could even coexist peacefully.
But according to the Trial Vouchers alone, there were at least a hundred apprentices here.
More than a hundred wizard apprentices were crammed into such a small area. Every one of them was armed and harboring murderous intent.
Charles didn't even want to imagine how brutal the coming battle would be.
Fortunately, the gray fog behind them had stopped pressing forward. It had come to a halt, forming what looked like a gray wall around the perimeter.
A breeze swept through, making the fog ripple slightly.
Charles hid less than a hundred meters from the fog, taking cover behind a protruding rock.
In these circumstances, he didn't even dare summon an imp ahead of time.
Demons weren't right in the head. Summoning one and sending it straight into battle was fine.
But right now, Charles needed to keep a low profile.
If the imp appeared and gave away his position, Charles would be in danger.
The atmosphere across this five-kilometer area was oppressively tense.
With more than a hundred wizard apprentices packed into such a small space, almost everyone