Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

Unlike the previous times, Barossa was now dressed in a long black robe, looking at Hughes with a half-smile in his eyes.

"Lord Hughes, you don't seem surprised to see me?"

Across from him, Hughes stared coldly at Barossa, his face calm and expressionless.

"Bio-modification" and "vampires".

As soon as the two words came to mind, he immediately associated them with Valerius's Tower of Knowledge.

Now, Barossa's appearance clearly confirms his earlier conjecture.

Suddenly, Hughes chuckled softly and abruptly spoke:

"Heh, so you're the tower master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Upon hearing this, Barossa was visibly taken aback, and the smile on his face slowly faded, his wide robe fluttering even without wind.

"Hehe, of course not, but I didn't expect that Lord Hughes would actually joke with me."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of crimson appeared in his eyes.

"call out--!"

The next second, in Hughes's sight, Barossa's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a strong smell of blood hit him, and the other party appeared in front of him.

"I won't beat around the bush, Hughes Craig."

Without warning, Barossa suddenly turned his pupils crimson, revealing his vampire identity.

"What exactly did you mean by what you told me that day... huh?!"

At the same moment, the air above Hughes suddenly turned a deep crimson red, a blood energy field that had been compressed to the extreme.

"Buzz—!!"

The next moment, as Barossa pressed his hand down heavily, the force field crashed down, about to press straight down on Hughes below.

"What are you trying to say?! My noble bloodline... you actually dare to compare it to a lowly species like monsters!"

Seeing Barossa's discomposure, Hughes was secretly delighted, not expecting that his previous sarcasm had actually worked.

Unfortunately, at this point, he no longer needed to deliberately provoke Barossa into doing anything unusual.

After all, the other party has now directly exposed their true identity to him.

At the same time, just as the blood energy above was about to press down, he suddenly raised his hands upwards, unleashing a large amount of icy energy.

"Buzz buzz buzz!!! Click click click—click!"

In an instant, two completely different types of energy collided, and then a surging torrent of energy burst forth in all directions.

"boom--!!"

The next second, with a deafening roar, blood energy and ice surged above Hughes, instantly turning the entire hall into a mess.

Suddenly, the expressions of the two people present froze.

The next moment, a powerful pressure suddenly came from above, and the surging torrent of energy was instantly disintegrated and scattered.

"..."

Soon, the hall fell silent again, and a majestic voice came from above.

"Barossa, what on earth are you doing?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Barossa froze, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

Hughes's words did indeed anger him, but the real reason he attacked was because the other party had indirectly caused him to be punished.

"Teacher... it's me."

Barossa was about to argue, but the voice ignored him and turned to Hughes instead:

"Excuse me, Wizard Hughes."

Compared to before, the other party's tone was noticeably calmer, which surprised Hughes.

"Please step onto the teleportation array; it will take you directly to the top of the spire to meet me."

"Buzz—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a teleportation array with a milky white glow lit up in a corner at the other end of the hall.

Seeing this, Hughes turned to look at Barossa, only to find that the other man had retreated to a distance and was staring at him with resentment.

Ignoring the other person, Hughes turned around and walked towards the teleportation array.

The teleportation array was completely silent when he entered, but it only lit up after his conflict with Barossa.

This master and apprentice are clearly trying to play the good cop and the bad cop, and I don't know what they're up to.

Soon, the moment he stepped onto the teleportation array, silver light shone around him.

"Buzz—!"

The next moment, as the light faded, the surrounding scenery transformed into the view from the top of the spire.

This is also a spacious hall, but unlike other halls, the surrounding walls are inlaid with large, semi-transparent, floor-to-ceiling crystal walls.

Looking through the crystal wall, one could clearly see part of the academy below.

In front of him, a tall, thin figure stood with his back to him, gazing silently at the academy beyond the crystal wall.

The man was dressed in a wide white robe with five interlocking gold rings printed on the back.

At this moment, in the dimly lit hall, those few circular emblems with gold particles flowing on their surface were the most dazzling presence.

The person before them was undoubtedly one of the current heads of the Soyavaren family—Valeleus Soyavaren.

Of course, Hughes also knew that the other party had another identity: he was a vampire spy planted in the Golden Ring Crown.

"You must be Hughes Craig."

At the same time, Valerius slowly turned around and looked down at Hughes on the teleportation array.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Valerius Soyavaren, and I am the lord of this spire."

Valerius inherited the genes of the Soya Valen family very well. He has a pair of bright golden eyes and long golden hair that flows down his back like a cascading golden waterfall.

Of course, Hughes, who knew the other party's true race, was well aware that this was not the other party's true appearance at all, and even the Barossa below was probably the same.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Valerius."

The next moment, he respectfully bowed to the other party with a wizard's salute, as if nothing had happened.

On the other side, seeing that Hughes still looked perfectly normal, Valerius couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face.

"Barossa was my first apprentice, and he's a bit arrogant. I hope you won't take it to heart."

His tone was very calm, even somewhat gentle.

"Including...what he did before."

Upon hearing this, Hughes smiled slightly and said:

"I certainly don't mind, but Lord Valerius, I think we should talk about business first."

"..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, an invisible pressure instantly enveloped him.

Valerius was merely deliberately concealing the fluctuations of his spiritual energy.

At this moment, he truly unleashed the mental pressure befitting a second-level wizard.