[Ability 4: Limitless Magic - Illusion - Zi (S)]

[Effect: Requires the talent of six eyes for computational power, as well as mastery of Azure and Crimson, to use this magic. It combines gravity and repulsion to form a purple energy cannon that fires forward with tremendous destructive power.]

[Ability 5: Six Eyes (S)]

[Effect: 360-degree long-distance vision; vision is not impeded even if the line of sight is blocked; able to directly discern the flow of magic power in the other party; possessing these eyes allows for precise manipulation of magic power; reduces the magic power consumption of various spells based on mental strength]

[Note: The stronger one's mental strength, the less magic power one consumes.]

Looking at the white-haired, blue-eyed man on the S-rank character card, Ron's breath hitched for half a second.

"I go......"

Although he already knew about Gojo Satoru's various abilities, he still couldn't help but sigh when these abilities appeared before him.

These five abilities are three A-rank and two S-rank! They're practically guaranteed to be added to the God-tier gacha pool!

Instead of equipping it, he directly put the [Gojo Satoru] character card into the Multiverse Items Vault.

He recalled all the trump cards he had previously held in the Multiverse Item Vault, but they were all instantly outclassed by this Prison Master Zhang, and he couldn't help but laugh in anger.

"The moment this card appeared, it felt like all my previous preparations had been for nothing."

He had previously worried about how he would explain himself to the chairman if he really messed up.

Now that's great. It seems that with this trump card in hand, I have no choice but to get first place in the assessment at the Council headquarters this time.

Chapter 96 The Six Demon Generals and the Heart of the Demon?!

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Waaaaah! Waaaah!

On the day of departure, Ron boarded the bus to the first stage of the written test, with Makarov watching him go.

Before leaving, Makarov also told Ron that only the two of them knew about this matter at the moment, and that he would inform her after confirming that she had won first place and that she could enter the council, so as not to let her greater hopes lead to greater disappointment.

Ron understood Makarov's concerns, nodded, and stepped into the carriage, heading towards the town of Croba, where he would take his written exam.

Several hours later, the train finally arrived in Kroba and, as Makarov had instructed, went to the auditorium where the written exam would be held.

This auditorium was originally a well-known tourist attraction in the town of Caroba, but after negotiations, it was chosen by ERA as one of the venues for the written test.

Ron pushed open the main door of the venue, where a large number of young faces from various reputable guilds and magic academies had already gathered.

He had heard Makarov say that this was actually just one of the test areas on the continent of Ishgar. After the test in other areas was completed, the top sixteen teenagers in the overall score would be selected to enter the final second stage.

Ron casually found a corner to lean against, his gaze sweeping over the crowd in the hall.

"Why is there a written exam to get into the council? Can't we skip it?"

"That's right, the power hidden in my muscles can't be displayed in this first stage of the test!"

"What should I do if I fail the test? I'm the guild's only hope..."

Ron listened to the noise coming from the hall, rubbed his temples speechlessly, and regretted coming over a bit.

Why does this feel so much like a teen exam? Am I here for the Chunin Exams or a Hunter x Hunter tournament?

"The legitimate guilds around here... are really rude."

Just as Ron was complaining, a bespectacled teenager nearby muttered to himself, catching his attention.

The teenager wearing black-rimmed glasses adjusted his glasses with a serious expression and continued, head bowed:

"Expecting them to follow exam rules is overestimating them."

Ron looked at the somewhat familiar teenager and raised an eyebrow.

Lahar?

Ron looked at his standard school uniform and was surprised to find that he was still a student at the magic academy at this time.

Ron lowered his head and thought for a while. It seemed that he would run into quite a few acquaintances in this exam. Why not take this opportunity to search for any other acquaintances in the exam room?

Having made up his mind, he released his mental energy to subtly sense the overall magic power level of the examinees in the hall.

Ron stopped leaning against the wall, took a step forward, and quietly passed through the crowd of examinees.

Currently, apart from Laharl's magic fluctuations being slightly lower than his, the magic power gap between the other teenagers and him is too large.

He wandered around the lobby casually, and then a casual probing led him to some discoveries.

He raised an eyebrow and sensed two young mages behind him whose magical energy was higher than Ron's, mingling in the crowd.

He stopped and turned around to see which two experts they were.

Ron glanced around and instantly caught sight of two figures, causing his pupils to shrink slightly.

To his left, a young man with short red hair was standing on a pillar, cautiously scanning the crowd around him.

On the right, a dark-skinned man stood with his arms crossed, back straight, and eyes closed, seemingly resting.

Ron looked surprised, taken aback by their appearance.

Although they were all still young, Ron recognized their faces immediately.

Two executives from a dark guild managed to infiltrate this assessment?!

Among the Oración Seis, there's Erik, codenamed Cobra, and Azuma, the Heart of the Devil and one of the Seven Kin of Hell?!

Furthermore, Azuma was wearing a standard magic academy uniform, which meant that he had sneaked in by using his status as an academy student.

Ron frowned. Was this when the Balam Alliance infiltrated the Council?

The Balam Alliance is a dark guild alliance comprised of the Oración Seis, Heart of the Devil, and Tartaros. They aim to control the magical world and frequently carry out their plans on the continent.

The school uniform that Azumana was wearing was clearly not something you could just get off the street. The fact that they were able to infiltrate the Council's important youth examination system suggests that they held a high position as moles within the Council.

It seems that there are insiders working with them in the council, or that they have already infiltrated the council with the aim of sending more people into the council.

Ron, who was familiar with the plot, naturally had several candidates in mind for this mole, but he did not expect that this test would be the beginning of everything.

He could only lament that the author hadn't written about this in detail; he would have to guess the inside story himself.

Ron shook his head helplessly. He originally thought that participating in this assessment would just be a simple formality, but now it seems that the waters of this assessment are much deeper than he imagined.

However...

Ron recalled the trump cards in his multiverse inventory, and his sense of crisis dissipated considerably, revealing a confident smile.

He doesn't care what the Balam Alliance is up to, and it seems his goals won't be affected for now.

If they really try to stop me from getting into the top three, then I won't be polite.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Just then, the large bronze bell hanging in the auditorium was struck, its sound instantly drowning out all the noise in the hall.

Then a judge in uniform opened the door on the second floor and came out. He stood at the central stairwell and looked down at the young mages below.

At this moment, all the mages on the first floor quieted down and stopped making noise, waiting for the proctor's instructions.

"Silence, everyone! The first stage of the ERA (Enchanted Registrar of the Magic Council) entrance examination for teenage mages, the written test, is officially beginning!"

The proctor picked up the magic megaphone and amplified his voice throughout the room.

"Now, all the mages who are taking the exam, line up and go into the auditorium according to the numbers I have given you."

Anyone who dares to make loud noise or disrupt the order during the written test will be immediately disqualified!

As the proctor's warning faded, all the young mages in the hall swallowed hard, dared not say anything, and quickly lined up.

Lahar was the first in line, and then he smiled, feeling that his behavior should attract the attention of the proctor.

Azuma and Kebra remained silent as the large talisman swayed in the wind.

Finally, Ron walked to the back of the line and leisurely followed the crowd into the examination hall.

Chapter 97 This person... I can't see through him!

A spacious auditorium is the most suitable examination venue for the first stage.

Eric, codenamed Kebra, walked to his assigned seat and looked at the proctor's back with a disdainful expression.

How come the examiners sent by the council only have this level of magical fluctuations?

However, he did not expect that he, who was a slave before, would infiltrate this examination under the identity of another legitimate guild.

Several years ago, he was kidnapped by the Dark Order and became a slave in the Tower of Paradise, living a life worse than that of pigs and dogs, sometimes not having a meal.

Until a man named Brian appeared, saw his potential, and freed him from that unbearable life.

Brian also integrated Dragon Slayer Crystals into his body, allowing him to learn to use Poison Dragon Slayer Magic, and recruited him into the guild, forming the Oración Seis.

This time, he was acting on Brian's orders, entering the youth examination as a member of a legitimate guild.

It is said that this was a spot offered by a relatively weak but legitimate guild. Their purpose was naturally to use this spot to exchange for more funds, which is why he was able to come to this examination hall after registering with that legitimate guild.

If one of them can successfully infiltrate the council and obtain more secret information and the whereabouts of relics from the old era, their Oración Seis's plan can take another step forward.

Eric lowered his head, glanced at the densely filled exam paper on the table, and chuckled.

He hadn't reviewed this knowledge and was completely clueless about it, but that didn't matter. He hadn't intended to rely on his own knowledge to pass the written test anyway.

He had assessed the examiner's abilities beforehand; he probably wouldn't have been able to detect him even when he used his voice magic.

【Sound Magic - Divine Ears】

Eric's ears twitched slightly, and an invisible magical force emanated from him, spreading outwards to the mages around him.

In that instant, the thoughts of the young mages around him flooded into his mind at the same time.

"Damn it! Why is there a magic circuit calculation question on the test?!"

"This is so difficult. I've been a mage for so long, how come I've never heard of these kinds of questions before..."

"I heard this question in class, the answer should be..."

Eric listened for a while before eliminating those candidates who couldn't tell him the answers, focusing his remaining energy on a few candidates who were silently reciting the correct answers in their minds.

Sometimes their answers are wrong, so we compare which answer has more people choosing it, or whichever theory they put forward seems plausible, and then choose that one.

He listened to the candidates' thoughts while writing down the answers on the exam papers.

Eric, who possesses sound magic, sensed the thoughts of the seven examinees nearby, as well as the proctors who occasionally passed by and revealed the correct answers; all of these were his helpers.

Wait, seven?

Then, Eric suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He glanced at the examinee sitting to his left.

He was a young man with gray hair, wearing a fitted suit. He kept his head down, and the quill pen in his hand kept moving across the paper.

Eric looked at the boy with a puzzled expression.

He wasn't noticing the speed at which the other person was writing the test paper; rather, he was only now realizing that he hadn't heard the gray-haired boy's inner thoughts at all, which made him feel puzzled.

What happened? My voice magic stopped working?

Eric focused his attention, and when he realized he couldn't hear the other person's thoughts, his heart began to beat faster without him even noticing.

His expression changed slightly; this was the first time he had encountered a situation where he couldn't hear the target's thoughts after learning this magic.

The other person's magical energy fluctuations are weaker than his, so it shouldn't be possible.

Not only that, Eric was also surprised to find that this gray-haired boy, whose inner thoughts could not be read, wrote the exam paper faster than everyone around him.

While the other test-takers were still pondering the answers to the earlier questions, the other person had already flipped to the last page of answers and hadn't paused on any of those questions for more than a second!

Eric looked at his opponent, and an unconscious competitive urge rose within him.

Undeterred, he began to divert the attention of the other examinees, directing his invisible magic toward the gray-haired boy, attempting to focus intently on reading his innermost thoughts.

When Eric focused, a few veins popped out on his forehead as he furrowed his brow, probing into the other's heart.

I can't hear it, I still can't hear it!

He hadn't expected all of this to be in vain. A few beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but think of a terrifying possibility.

This guy has probably honed his mental power to a level that I can't fathom!

Just as Eric was trying to probe the gray-haired boy's thoughts, he put down the quill pen in his hand.

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