Iceflame Blue Demon Body

After appearing, his gaze locked completely onto Solomon's Flower, which had been surrounded by everyone's magic arrays. He stared unblinkingly at the array below.

Suddenly, the twin rings of light in his eyes flickered faintly. Without any visible spellcasting, the rune magic array, sturdy as a fortress, shattered with a deafening crash.

"This Solomon's Flower is mine. I happen to have a potion that requires Solomon flower juice for its preparation."

The Second-Ring Wizard spoke casually, but his words held no intention of discussing the matter with the First-Ring Wizards below. It was nothing more than a simple announcement.

The wizards from the three factions below all looked utterly awful. The three groups had been fighting for ages over ownership of Solomon's Flower, only to suddenly be told that they were all out of the running. No one would be willing to accept that.

But the speaker was a Second-Ring Wizard. The vast disparity in strength lay before them, and no matter how unwilling they were, they could only swallow their anger.

"Did you not hear what I said? You are being very disrespectful toward a Second-Ring Wizard!"

The Second-Ring Wizard in the sky abruptly turned cold, and his terrifying Mental Force Field pressed down from above in wave after wave like an ocean tide.

Everyone felt an immense, suffocating pressure. Even Solomon's Flower, now free from the restraints of the rune magic array, drew in all its vines beneath that overwhelming force, curling into a trembling ball like a frightened kitten.

"We're leaving."

A cold-looking young wizard at the head of Thorns of Pain raised his hand with an ugly expression, leading his subordinates slowly toward the edge of the clearing.

Valentin and another wizard from Blackroot Thorn, who had been preparing to duel in the field, also wore