Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 174 Spring Water

Ronan silently complained to himself.

The creators of this Tower of Babel must have been incredibly stingy with materials, using materials from the first to the fourth floor for one section of the staircase.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the exit on the fourth floor opened, the nine people from the Eternal Night Kingdom rushed there.

Given that this was different from their previous practice of staying until the very end, Ronan had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

He doesn't have any readily available original soul seeds on hand right now, otherwise he would definitely attach one to them.

Apart from Ronan, most people at the scene didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The leader of the twelve from the Dark Abyss frowned subconsciously, his gaze shifting to the original position of the nine from the Eternal Night Kingdom, without calling his own team members to head to the fourth floor.

"What's wrong?"

A team member noticed that the team leader seemed a bit lost in thought and subconsciously asked him a question.

"It's nothing, don't rush up."

The team leader shook his head and said no more.

On the other side, the Dark Ravens in the Valley of the Dead also seemed to be behaving strangely.

He glanced intently at the direction of the magic circle, then walked up to his younger brother, Black Owl, raised his hand, and delivered a crisp slap to his face.

Snapped.

Black Owl's face swelled up instantly, his expression one of shock, stunned by the slap.

"How many times have I told you to follow orders and not act on your own—who gave you permission to launch an attack without authorization?"

"I just—"

"How dare you talk back!"

Snapped.

Dark Raven immediately slapped him again.

"You treat everything like a game, and you ignore your father's words, don't you? Today I'm going to teach you a lesson on behalf of your father."

As he spoke, he took out four steel nails from his storage bag and placed them around Black Owl's body.

Black Owl's face paled instantly upon seeing this: "Brother, I didn't mean to!"

"Shut up!" Dark Raven didn't give him a chance to speak.

After the four steel nails were placed, Black Owl, who was about to explain, was forced to kneel down by an inexplicable force.

Immediately, electric arcs flowed between the steel nails, connecting them in series.

The next moment, an electric arc shot towards the kneeling Black Owl.

"Ahhhhh!"

Black Owl screamed in agony as he was electrocuted.

But Dark Raven, the older brother, remained completely unmoved.

This scene inevitably attracted the attention of everyone present.

Dark Raven apologized somewhat sheepishly to the others: "Gentlemen, I was just following family rules. I hope I didn't disturb you."

Then he turned back and apologized to the other five people from the Dead Spirit Valley: "I'm sorry for making you all laugh. I must teach this arrogant fellow a lesson today—this time it only affected myself, but if it harms everyone next time, then I will truly be a sinner."

"You don't need to worry about me, just proceed according to the original plan."

The people from the Dead Spirit Valley nodded. This was their family matter, and it wasn't appropriate for them to get involved. They then turned and headed to the fourth floor.

Led by the Dark Trio, the Dark Tower faction reached the fourth floor first.

The five from the Dead Spirit Valley followed closely behind.

After the first two groups left, the leader of the Dark Abyss instructed everyone, "Be careful."

Upon hearing this, the people of the Dark Abyss immediately became alert.

Team leaders rarely remind them of this.

Their gazes were drawn to the two skeletons who were fiddling with the crystal puppet fragments.

Ronan was concealed, manipulating two skeleton minions to rummage through the fragments of the crystal golem, trying to find something useful inside.

As he was digging around with great enthusiasm, he suddenly sensed that something was off about the atmosphere around him.

Looking up, he realized that everyone from the Dark Abyss was looking in his direction.

Just as he thought this group was about to attack his skeleton, their leader spoke up to stop them, saying, "It has nothing to do with him."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned around, their faces showing surprise.

In their view, the most unstable factor in the entire trip was Ronan.

But the team leader said it had nothing to do with him, so what's going on?

The team leader shook his head, and as if to clear up any misunderstanding, he offered an explanation: "Keep an eye on those people from the Eternal Night Kingdom."

Then he walked towards the stairs leading to the fourth floor. "Let's go."

The group said no more and followed him away.

Ronan thought to himself, "As expected of the top-ranked necromancy academy, they are so perceptive in realizing that there is something wrong with the people of the Eternal Night Kingdom."

Ronan ignored them as they left.

He squatted on a pile of broken stones from a crystal golem. Logically speaking, the crystals used to make golems should be top-quality materials, and they should be able to be sold for some money.

But Ronan now realizes that this matter is not so simple.

After the puppet lost its life characteristics, the original crystal instantly lost its color and became a pile of waste stone chips, the material of which was almost the same as the stone material of the floor of the Tower of Babel.

Ronan couldn't help but think that the materials inside the Tower of Babel might be manifestations of the Tower of Babel itself, and had no real value. Once they left the Tower of Babel, they might revert to their original forms.

Seeing that there was no profit to be made, Ronan didn't dwell on it and led his two skeleton henchmen up to the fourth floor.

Dark Crow was left alone there to teach his younger brother a lesson.

This time, the stairs from the third to the fourth floor did not have the double pressure of before.

Ronan couldn't help but think that perhaps the previous three levels had already exhausted the energy stored in these steps.

Two skeleton minions led the way as he leisurely made his way up to the fourth floor.

The moment he stepped onto the fourth floor, a fireball suddenly shot towards him.

Skeleton Number Three, "I Surrender," immediately stepped in front of him and chopped off the incoming fireball with a hand chop.

boom.

The "I surrender" chop did not destroy the fireball.

But it blocked it with its own body.

Ronan nodded silently.

It's alright. Although its attack power is insufficient, its reaction speed is acceptable.

He was quite satisfied with his performance in admitting defeat.

Ronan then turned his attention to his surroundings.

The fourth floor was now engulfed in war.

The contestants from the four academies fought back and forth, locked in a fierce battle.

Ronan quickly ordered the two skeletons to retreat, and he himself desperately ran towards the edge.

The spiritual realm expanded, directly filling all four layers of space.

What happened?

Two groups, the Eternal Night Kingdom and the Dark Tower, are simultaneously attacking two groups, the Dark Abyss and the Valley of the Dead.

He noticed that the people of the Eternal Night Kingdom and the Dark Tower were mainly attacking the Twelve Constellations of the Dark Abyss, while the people of the Dead Valley were attacking more like an afterthought, simply to protect themselves.

Ronan was puzzled and couldn't help but turn his attention to a protrusion in the ground in the center of the fourth floor.

There is a spring there.

The moment his spiritual energy touched the spring water, he instantly felt refreshed. A rich life force emanated from the spring water, as if just a small sip could heal or even strengthen all his injuries.

However, for magicians, physical recovery is nowhere near as effective as the nourishment of their spiritual power provided by this spring.

Ronan was certain that once he drank the spring water, his mental strength would once again experience a significant boost.