[Third update, still owe five chapters... Old Moon hasn't given up yet, please spare a monthly vote!]
Merlin returned to the area below the platform. Anliena and the others were already flushed with excitement. Even those Spellcasters who had previously not dared to speak too loudly now wore traces of excitement on their faces.
Anliena seemed about to say something again, but Merlin was already getting a headache. Once Anliena started talking, she would never stop. Before she could open her mouth, Merlin hurriedly said, "I used up quite a bit of magic power just now. I need to recover."
With that, he closed his eyes on his own, took several Elemental Crystals from his ring, and began restoring the magic power he had just expended.
In the past, Merlin would never have dared to be so extravagant as to use Elemental Crystals to restore his depleted magic power. But after obtaining all the wealth of that silver-haired old man, he had become somewhat better off. At the very least, he no longer had to worry about running out of Elemental Crystals anytime soon, so now he could use them to restore his magic power and indulge in a little "luxury."
Bang.
On another high platform, Holmes's face was faintly pale. He had nearly exhausted every trick he had, and in the end, he had even been forced to use a Spell scroll before defeating his opponent.
Although he had defeated his opponent, without that Spell scroll, he would have lost.
"Heh heh, Holmes, you really are disgracing Mentor Glate. You actually used a Spell scroll against a mere Three-Element Spellcaster."
It was once again that tall male Spellcaster, the one who had a grudge against Holmes, mocking him.
"Enough!"
Holmes finally could not endure it any longer. Staring