Wizard: I'm leveling up by AFK in another world

Upon hearing this word, everyone present paled.

The black circle surrounding the Silver Tree Ring in the projection summoned by Balman is the Black Domain.

Within the Black Domain, neither matter nor information can be transmitted outwards.

vice versa.

From the outside, the world inside the Black Domain has completely disappeared into the sea of ​​stars.

In this situation, it would be pointless to repair the starship's communication equipment.

In this isolated spacetime, the starship's signals couldn't penetrate that empty barrier at all.

A deathly silence fell over the hall.

Everyone wore expressions of despair.

Being completely isolated meant that the expeditionary force became an utterly isolated army.

There were no reinforcements, no supplies, and even their retreat was completely blocked.

If they die in this foolish world, Wuhua Island won't even be able to find their soul coordinates.

"What's the panic?!"

Balman suddenly shouted, his powerful second-level wizard aura sweeping across the hall, instantly suppressing the emotions that were about to erupt from everyone.

"You fools! You only see the desperate situation, but you fail to see the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity hidden behind it!"

"The Legion hasn't communicated with Five Flower Island for a long time, so they naturally noticed the anomaly and sent people to dispel the Black Domain."

"Although this thing is a headache even for spirit-gathering wizards, Salos is very important to them, and they will definitely not abandon this place."

"But it will take a very long time for Wuhua Island to realize this, and for them to find a way to remove the Black Domain and officially implement it."

Balman paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, but no one dared to meet his eyes.

"According to the terms of the Conquest Legion, with the disappearance of Thalos the Conqueror, the Conquest Legion is hereby disbanded, and all members are no longer required to perform Legion duties."

"Until the Dark Domain is lifted, everything here belongs to us!"

"No need to hand it over to the legion; what you plunder is yours!"

After a passionate speech, everyone in the hall was aroused, and the wizard's inherent greed overcame all his concerns.

Balman was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

This place basically gathers the camp's current high-ranking figures. With their support, his will will be implemented without hindrance.

He wanted to seize this opportunity to advance to the third level of Grand Wizard.

Once he reaches that level, whether Salos lives or dies, Five Flower Island will no longer make things difficult for him.

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Dark red magma churned in the distant rift valley, with huge bubbles bursting from time to time, spewing out pungent sulfurous gases.

Suddenly, a sound of magma moving could be heard coming from the nearby mine tunnel.

Immediately afterwards, a huge, earth-yellow sphere rolled down, crashed into the rock wall, and shattered under its weight, raising a cloud of gray dust.

"Cough cough cough... It's so hot! What kind of place is this?!"

With a violent cough, a head with a head of red hair emerged from the pile of rubble.

He fanned the dust in front of him and screamed in terror at his tattered robes.

"Stop arguing, Rhodes. If I don't do this, I won't be able to outrun those crazed dire wolves."

Simon crawled out of the rubble, covered in dust and dirt. He wasn't much better off than Rhodes; his robes were also mostly torn, revealing his muscular physique underneath.

The two slumped onto the scorching ground, staring at each other, then simultaneously gave a bitter laugh.

"It seems we've rolled into deeper waters," Simon said, wiping the sweat from his brow. "I wonder if we'll find anyone we know here."

Rhodes stood up, dusted himself off, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Claire is clever, but he's only a mid-level apprentice. Hopefully, he won't run into those newly arrived elite orcs..."

They looked around, and the mine tunnels stretched into endless darkness and red light, making it impossible to tell which way to go.

"Let's figure out how to get out of here first. I feel like my lungs are full of blood inflammation." Simon also stood up, took out two vials of medicine, and handed one to Rhodes.

"This is the last bit, cherish it!"

The two drank the potion in one gulp, calmed their disordered breathing slightly, and headed deeper into the mine tunnel.

They didn't encounter any more orcs along the way, but the atmosphere was still dull and oppressive.

Looking around, all you see are monotonous red rocks and the occasional flowing underground river of lava.

There was no life, no sound, only a stifling heat that seemed to bake away one's very soul.

For wizards who are reclusive and accustomed to seclusion and solitude, this environment might actually be quite comfortable.

But ironically, the two people walking through this mine tunnel both had somewhat...

After walking silently through the dead-end mine tunnels for less than half an hour, neither of them could bear the suffocating silence any longer.

"Hey, Rhodes," Simon broke the silence first, "Are you a little afraid of our captain?"

Rhodes paused for a moment, the image of Isabella's usual aloof and unapproachable demeanor flashing through his mind, and he nodded vigorously involuntarily.

"But to be honest, Lady Isabella is good in every way. She's strong and beautiful, but she's just too cold to people. When I first joined your team, the way she stared at me made me think I owed her thousands of magic stones."

Hearing Rod's complaints, Simon not only didn't get angry, but burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the empty mine shafts.

"Your assessment is quite polite. I've known her for so long, and she's stubborn, cold-hearted, and always has to win." Simon shrugged, his tone laced with a hint of teasing, but also with a subtle sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing regret, regret, and a sense of awe).

Rhodes looked at Simon with some surprise: "As one of her key team members, you're just talking about her behind her back like this? Aren't you afraid that if she finds out, she'll sew your mouth shut with an ice pick?"

"If she had known, she would have had it sewn up long ago," Simon sighed. "Actually, she wasn't originally like this... but her circumstances forced her to."

"Oh? What other secrets are there?"

"Her family, the 'Winter Gaze' Stewart family, is indeed a pure-blooded family with a history of over a thousand years. But you may not know that the older the family, the more brutal the internal strife. The way they cultivate their heirs is practically like brewing poison."

Simon lowered his voice, as if he were telling an ancient secret.

"Isabella's grandfather, the current patriarch of the Stuart family, is a level three archmage. But his lifespan is nearing its end."

"In order to select the best successor, the family has sealed away all core meditation resources and high-level spell models, providing them only to the most outstanding offspring."

"Isabella has five siblings, each a highly talented competitor. There is no such thing as kinship in that family. If you show even the slightest weakness or fall behind, you will not only lose your right to the inheritance, but you will also become a bargaining chip in the family's marriage alliance."

Upon hearing this, Rod gasped.

"A marriage alliance? For a high-ranking apprentice, this..."