The Mountain Range Guardian stretched out his hands and tore open the space in front of him, saying into it, "Who's going to come out and do something about this?"
As everyone strained to listen, a cold voice echoed from within the space, "Since the Mountain Range Guardian has given the order, I'll do it. I happen to have nothing else to do right now."
Upon hearing the voice from within the space, the Mountain Range Guardian Garijivich's expression changed. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Don't go too far. This is the future of the Wizard World."
"I know."
After the sound emanated from within the space, the space was shut down.
All the wizards looked at the Mountain Range Guardian, wondering what they would face next, and why even the Mountain Range Guardian was advising the other party not to go too far.
At that moment, they had a bad feeling!
It seemed as if some unseen danger was about to befall them!
"Alright, your matter has been taken care of. No one is allowed to set foot in this world until it's resolved. We, the Guardian Wizard, will temporarily take over this area. It will be returned to you once you've settled your scores," the Mountain Range Guardian said impatiently to the puzzled wizards.
As for the Mountain Range Guardian, he now wished that there were no wizards in front of him at all, that they would all disappear completely.
While everyone was still in a daze, a spatial rift suddenly tore open not far away.
A voice rang out. "If you want to fight for ownership of this world, come here. If you don't want to fight for ownership, then get lost."
Upon hearing the sound, Leo leaped into the spatial rift. He had reasons not to give up; whatever he faced next, he had to accept it.
Besides, he was confident in himself. If someone like him couldn't do it, then other wizards would be even less capable.
Seeing Leo rush into the spatial rift first, the other wizards exchanged glances. Although they didn't know what was on the other side, they hesitated for a moment before entering one after another.
If someone leaves at this time, wouldn't that be an admission that they are not strong enough and cannot compete with the other wizards?
On the other side of the spatial rift is a huge demiplane. It may actually be larger than some planes, but it is not fully regulated, so it can only be called a demiplane.
The deep sky is an overview of the universe, and the slightly dim light shrouds the demiplane in a veil of mystery.
Roderick stepped out of the spatial rift and first saw Leo's back, then a huge complex of buildings in front of him.
In the dim light, it resembled a round, ferocious beast lying on a plane; upon closer inspection, one could almost see countless wailing souls drifting atop this round beast.
When Roderick first saw it, he thought he was seeing things and immediately rubbed his eyes. When he opened them and looked more closely, his pupils trembled as if in an earthquake.
He muttered to himself, " The Death Arena!"
"Does the Dean know where this is?"
Leo heard Roderick's low voice and turned to ask him.
Leo was the first to enter, but he didn't know where he was. It was most likely a demiplane of a Stigmata Wizard.
Roderick walked to Leo's side, his expression shifting rapidly between light and shadow. He whispered to Leo, "I also heard it from the Indestructible Body Stigmata Great Wizard. He said that the Supreme Lord of the Sword of Winter has an arena that can ignore spatial distance, called the Death Arena."
"This arena can attract life forms from other worlds in the universe to duel. The victor can gain glory and a large amount of valuable resources. If they perform well, they may even be personally received by the Supreme Lord of the Sword of Winter."
Leo heard the key words spoken by Roderick: the Sword of Winter, the Supreme Lord. This is not the demiplane of the Stigmata Wizard, but actually the demiplane of the Supreme Lord!
Lord Garijivich, the Mountain Range Guardian, is in contact with the Supreme Lord!
The ownership of just a miniature world shouldn't warrant the Supreme Lord, right?
Leo was shocked, while Yaoyao, listening to Roderick ' words, asked curiously, "What if we lose?"
"If you lose, you die. The Death Arena is a place where only one life can leave," Roderick said.
Leo then realized why the Mountain Range Guardian had asked the wizard on the other side of the space to go easy on them. Faced with such a frenzied gladiatorial combat, they were practically killing each other!
As Leo and Roderick were talking quietly, the other wizards also came in.
Among these people, a few wizards recognized where they were and exclaimed in surprise. In no time, all the wizards knew where they were.
"It can't be that cruel, can it? It's just a miniature world, and we're only level two or three." Charlotte's face was contorted in a grimace.
He glanced around; he was the weakest of all the wizards here. If a death match were to break out, he would be the first to die.
Just as all the wizards passed through the spatial rift, the rift instantly closed, and a large, fat black and white cat fell from the sky.
It was the Tom Clan that Leo had seen at the Sword of Winter office; they were slaves of the Supreme Lord.
His appearance once again confirms that this is a demiplane Supreme Lord!
The large, fat cat's aura had reached level three. It floated before the group and bowed, saying, "Greetings, esteemed wizards. My master has ordered me to lead you to the arena."
After saying that, he led the way, and all the wizards exchanged wry smiles, having no choice but to follow behind.
Knowing this was the situation, it would have been better not to come in at all!
They were only fighting for the miniature world for the Stigmata Wizard behind them; there was no need for them to risk their lives.
But now, we can't leave!
As the group quickly approached the arena, Leo finally got a clear look at what it looked like: the black stone arena was covered in strange colors.
If you think this is non-mainstream performance art, you're sorely mistaken. These colors are all bloodstains, the kind of indelible marks left after countless lives have been lost.
Leo gently sniffed the air, and could smell the bloody stench that seemed to have transcended time and space, coupled with the countless vengeful spirits floating above the arena.
It was as if those who had participated in the gladiatorial arena were using this method to tell them the cruelty of gladiatorial combat!
The fat cat led everyone into the arena. The arena was eerily quiet, without a single person or sound.
Suddenly, a burst of light appeared on the main stands, and a figure emerged from the light, gripping a sword at his waist. His cold, handsome face was sharply defined, as if cleaved by a knife and axe.
His eyes, after just one glance, felt as if they had been stabbed by a sword!
"I am the Sword of Nirvana Stigmata Wizard, ordered by the Supreme Lord to resolve your dispute."
"I've met the Sword of Nirvana Stigmata Wizard."
All the wizards immediately bowed to this Level-Five Body Refinement Stigmata Wizard, not daring to be the slightest bit disrespectful. They sensed an unprecedented killing intent emanating from this Stigmata Wizard.
It seemed as if the next second this Stigmata Wizard would draw his longsword, instantly kill all the wizards, and then tell them that those who could stand up would gain sovereignty over that miniature world.
Fortunately, the Stigmata Wizard didn't do that, otherwise no one here would be able to stand!
" The Supreme Lord commands: Since the sovereignty of that miniature world cannot be determined, then let strength decide."
"Although you have the advantage of being in the lead, this is not a reason for you to have priority in obtaining sovereignty."
"Within the next year, all Level Three Great Wizard in the Wizard World will be notified that anyone interested can compete for it. The winner will directly gain sovereignty over the world, without having to hand it over to the Stigmata Wizard behind you."
Upon hearing this, all the wizards were completely stunned. How could they do this? They directly stripped the Stigmata Wizard of their rights and handed over world sovereignty to them, the Level Three Great Wizard.
They are now essentially fighting for a world for themselves. With this world, they will have almost completed the initial accumulation for advancing to the Stigmata!
It's hard to imagine how many Level Three Great Wizard would take action a year from now, given that the notification was given to all the Level Three Great Wizard in the Wizard World under these conditions.
After all, the allure of a world is too great; this was a privilege previously reserved only for Stigmata Wizard.
Now that the opportunity is presented to them, Level Three Great Wizard confident in their abilities will take action.
It's unfair to those who want to speak up, since they received the information first.
Before they could even open their mouths, they saw the gaze of the Sword of Nirvana Stigmata Wizard sweep across them like a sword flash, and they instantly swallowed their words back.
Every cell in their bodies was telling them that if they dared to speak, they would suffer unimaginable punishment and consequences!
Only by keeping quiet can you continue to live a good life!
The Nirvana Stigmata Wizard continued, "By the way, it's not just you; this Death Arena will also be activated, teleporting level three powerhouses from all over the universe to compete with you!"
"..."
Everyone was convinced. Just moments ago, they were only shocked by all the Level Three Great Wizard in the Wizard World, but now they weren't even sparing the powerful beings in the universe.
This isn't about fighting over a miniature world at all.
They're fighting for the title of number one in the universe!!!
Judging from the current actions of the Supreme Lord, the final winner will inevitably be the strongest one who has defeated countless powerful beings; calling him the number one in the universe wouldn't be an exaggeration at all!
With this title, a miniature world doesn't seem so important!
However, this approach seems to make their chances of obtaining that miniature world even slimmer!
Even the most confident person wouldn't dare say they could achieve final victory among all the strongest beings in the universe!
The universe is vast, and no one knows how many powerful beings there may be!
For a moment, everyone fell completely silent!