The First Round Ends

Wanda floated in the air, using Chaos Magic to cast Kamar-Taj's magic chains.

More than a hundred scarlet chains filled the sky, swiftly coiling around the mages below like a swarm of snakes.

The match had only just begun, yet every mage in Wanda's zone had been bound tightly by her. More than a hundred people had become mummies.

Two minutes later, the mages unable to break free of the chains were declared "dead" by JARVIS.

The record above Wanda's head changed to 173/0/0.

That record was already enough to advance her to the next round. No matter how outstanding the other mages were, they could not surpass her.

Wanda therefore canceled her spell, landed on the ground, and stepped into a corner, returning the stage to the other mages.

Behind her, the chains filling the sky slowly vanished.

The mages who had inexplicably "died" once looked at Wanda's retreating back as though they were seeing another Leon. Not a trace of fighting spirit rose in their hearts.

In Zone 3, Pietro likewise ended the battle within a minute.

He held the enchanted dagger Old Wang had given him several months earlier.

The moment the battle began, he charged out, his figure darting back and forth among the mages.

Before the mages could understand what had happened,

JARVIS had already delivered their death rulings.

Pietro returned to his original position, whistling as the dagger danced around his fingertips. The record above his head jumped to 169/0/0.

"Done." He curled his lips into a cool smile.

Of the group, Mordo was in the most miserable situation.

He had been assigned to Zone 5.

As one of Kamar-Taj's powerful senior mages, Mordo naturally had no shortage of mages who wanted to join forces with him.

But Mordo's temperament was as stubborn as