"Why have I never seen this person before?"
"He's only at the Early Third Circle, two whole minor realms below Korklau. How could the south possibly have such a tyrannical ice spell lineage?"
"Not just top-tier ice spells—he also cultivates the metal element. I even sensed spatial spell fluctuations..."
Murmurs continuously rose from the onlookers, and nearly every watching wizard's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
When Isidore's battle for the Genius Seats began, some might have imagined that Korklau would be defeated,
but no one had expected Korklau to lose in the very first round, and to some mysterious wizard who was "completely unknown."
An inexplicable emotion, like an ever-growing boulder, slowly rolled through the arena.
Although Claire had given them a "vaccination" in advance, the geniuses from several medium-sized wizard factions led by Havid were still deeply shaken. They looked at one another, utterly speechless.
Even Claire himself, beneath his relatively calm expression, felt monstrous waves crashing through his heart.
He knew Dago was strong, and he knew that after advancing to the Third Circle, Dago's strength would undergo another transformation,
but he had never imagined Dago would be this powerful, tearing apart Korklau's "terrifying myth" in a single exchange.
"He probably hasn't learned any third-tier spells yet."
Claire pressed his lips together hard and instinctively glanced at Baker beside him.
Baker's eyes were somewhat dazed and unfocused at that moment, and Claire had no idea what he was thinking.
Dago stood calmly in the air. He picked up Korklau's severed arm, pried open its tightly clenched fingers, and took out the gray-white bone spike held in its palm.
In truth, he had not completely evaded the bone spike's attack. When the black glimmer released by the spike flashed past him, he had still been affected to