Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 175: Outnumbered, at a disadvantage

However, he soon discovered that a special magic circle surrounded the center.

The style and effect of the magic array are very similar to the array used by the Eternal Night Kingdom before.

Without a doubt, this was their setup.

At this moment, the Eternal Night Kingdom and the Dark Tower formed a brief alliance and launched attacks on the twelve people of the Dark Abyss.

"I never imagined that the Holy Son of the Dark Tower would stoop so low as to cooperate with such a treacherous villain."

One of the members of the Dark Abyss faction spoke up in a sarcastic tone.

The speaker was a skeletal demon. With a wave of his hand, countless bone nails appeared in front of him and then shot rapidly toward the people in the Dark Tower.

The attack is swift and covers a very wide area.

The Dark Tower had to send two people to defuse his attack.

Although these two are not as strong as the Dark Trio, they are still considered to be in the upper echelons of strength.

They used some kind of magic to create a black vortex in the path of the bone nail.

The black vortex was like a black hole, sucking the bone nails into it and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Judging from this method, it does resemble dark magic from elemental magic.

The second son of one of the Dark Triads chuckled sinisterly, "Taking care of your top-ranked academy is more important than anything else."

"Men, forget about those useless trash from the Valley of the Dead, concentrate your attacks on the Twelve Constellations of the Dark Abyss."

"Yes! Holy Son!"

The people in the Dark Tower responded loudly.

Regardless of which of the three Dark Sons is the Holy Son, they will all follow his lead and offer their hearts.

The five members of the Dead Valley discovered that the attacking pressure from the Dark Tower had suddenly disappeared, leaving only two members of the Eternal Night Kingdom to fight against the five.

Despite their claim of putting up a fierce resistance, the two actually handled the situation with great ease.

It must be said that although the Eternal Night Kingdom and the Valley of the Dead are only one player apart, the difference in combat strength between the two first-tier mages is obviously not small.

However, this is also related to the Valley of the Dead itself.

If the Necropolis hadn't faced a talent shortage and had been able to send out suitable necromancers, it might not have lost to the Eternal Night Kingdom.

Nowadays, the cursed lineage of the Dead Valley is generally mediocre, especially with its weak new generation. Those at the first level are mostly older students who have been stuck there for many years and can hardly be considered geniuses.

These senior students are mediocre; otherwise, they wouldn't have remained at the first tier at a certain age, ending up being sent to participate in the first tier of the faction representative battle.

Competitions like faction representative battles inherently involve the academy flexing its muscles to the outside world.

The younger the contestants a college sends, the more it demonstrates that the college's strength should not be underestimated.

Compared to the Valley of the Dead, the three academies—the Abyss of Darkness, the Dark Tower, and the Kingdom of Eternal Night—even in their first-tier representative battles, generally sent personnel who were not very old, mostly only a few years older than Ronan.

And these young new forces were able to overpower five people from the Dead Spirit Valley with just two of them.

The implications behind this are truly chilling.

At this moment, no one from the Valley of the Dead could believe that they had used all their strength to barely hold out against the two opponents.

"Damn it, if Dark Raven and Black Owl were here, I should have waited for them."

Some people are starting to regret not waiting for the Dark Raven and Black Owl brothers.

Dark Raven's curse ability is the strongest among them, and Black Owl's strength is firmly ranked second.

Thinking about it this way, the top two experts in the academy didn't even come up before they left on their own, and now they're in a predicament. It's really their own fault.

The only Plague Shaman in the Valley of the Dead could no longer bear it and immediately shouted to those around him, "Damn it, get away from me, I'm going to go all out!"

He jumped in front of the crowd, spread his arms, and a green mist emanated from his body.

Upon seeing this, the rest of the people from the Dead Spirit Valley jumped back, their expressions changing drastically.

Getting your hands on this filthy stuff is no pleasant experience.

Immediately afterwards, the Plague Shaman clenched his hands in the air as if grasping snowballs, and easily pulled two green balls out of the green mist.

This is an integrated form of green mist, and also the source of plague and disease.

He aimed at the two from the Eternal Night Kingdom and hurled the green ball from his hand.

This green ball will automatically explode once it flies a certain distance. Once it explodes, it is impossible to defend against. It is a common first-stage spell used by Plague Shamans, called "Plague Mist Ball".

However, a surprising scene unfolded.

Upon seeing the attack, the two contestants from the Eternal Night Kingdom couldn't help but sneer, seemingly completely disregarding it.

With a flick of their fingers, they launched three fireballs in quick succession.

The first two fireballs hit the two green orbs respectively, and at that instant, the third fireball detonated them completely in the middle.

In an instant, a vast, foul-smelling sea of ​​fire erupted in the air, only to vanish in a flash.

With their superb control skills, the two used the high temperature of the fireball spell to directly kill all the germs and plagues.

This approach clearly demonstrates experience accumulated from years of battling plagues.

With a wave of their hands, they annihilated the Plague Shaman's ultimate attack, and the two even made some lighthearted comments about it.

"Which tribe's shaman is this? Their attack methods are so primitive—"

"Probably a tiny tribe in some remote corner, without even a surname —"

When the Plague Shaman heard this, it instantly ignited his anger.

The idea of ​​not having a surname is considered extremely insulting in the shamanic community.

The Plague Shaman immediately produced several more green orbs, increasing his throwing speed and power to a new level.

Compared to the first attack, the current attack is a three-shot burst, with a total of six green orbs hurtling towards the two opponents from different trajectories and at different speeds.

However, the two from the Eternal Night Kingdom remained nonchalant.

With a flick of the wrist, fireballs shot out, crashing into the green orbs of disease formed from condensed mist and incinerating them.

At that moment, one of the most inconspicuous plague fog balls underwent a different change—the entire fog ball twisted and turned into a sparrow.

The sparrow flapped its wings, quickly dodging the oncoming fireballs, and soon it was above the heads of the two people from the Eternal Night Kingdom.

"Hmm? This is interesting."

Of the two in the Eternal Night Kingdom, one let out a soft "Eh."

Immediately, he reached out and pressed down, and an invisible barrier enveloped them from below.

The next second, the green sparrow exploded above their heads, scattering countless germs and corrosive forces, but unfortunately, they were all blocked by the barrier that had appeared beforehand.

"Hmph." A sorcerer from the Valley of the Dead snorted coldly.

That was him just now, twisting one of the green balls into the shape of a sparrow.

His control techniques, dodging skills, and timing of attacks were all impeccable.

Unfortunately, the attacks from this green sphere of disease were completely unable to penetrate the opponent's barrier.

The five from the Dead Valley and the two from the Eternal Night Kingdom were evenly matched in their battle.

Although they were outnumbered and at a disadvantage, they managed to hold on.

This situation seems rather strange.

But what's even stranger is that the same situation of being outnumbered and at a disadvantage is happening on the other side of the battlefield.