Chapter 116

Adam listened to the conversation between the two mages. Suddenly, the noisy hall quieted down. All the official mages bowed to the platform and left the hall without a word.

Adam looked up and saw a female mage walking in front. She did not speak or have any expression. Ether, magic, and elements surrounded her in an orderly manner, forming a special energy field. Adam only felt that this mage was very harmonious.

She raised her finger and pointed behind her. A light curtain hung down, and in the light curtain was a huge island hanging alone in the sea.

"I'm the examiner of this war trial. You can call me Priscilla Hyperdimensional." She did not open her mouth. Her voice sounded directly from Adam's heart and calmed him down instantly.

After hearing the mage's self-introduction, all the apprentices present bowed respectfully and waited for the Hyperdimensional to continue.

"Here," the Hyperdimensional Mage pointed at the island, "is an Anti-Mage colony reared by The Fifth Element Holy Tower. There are a total of thirteen Anti-Mage families and two schools living here. Their magic includes ancient elements, negative energy, curses, mutated creatures, undead, toxins, and so on …"

The apprentices stirred and took out all kinds of items to record the Hyperdimensional Mage's words.

"The Holy Tower has detained all mages of Level Three and above on the island. The goal of your trial is to eliminate all the remaining creatures that can communicate with magic." The Hyperdimensional Mage gave the death sentence to the Anti-Mages with a calm tone.

As she spoke, she waved her hand gently and a few elemental creatures appeared beside her. They held unknown alchemy items in their hands and distributed them to the apprentices.

"This is the Merit Bracelet. All your movements during the trial will be recorded and transmitted to my hands."

Adam put the bracelet on and felt a slight tingling on his wrist. He tried to take it off and found that the bracelet seemed to be tightly connected to his body through some kind of connection.

"Killing an official level creature will earn you 655 merit points. Level 7 will earn you 755 merit points. Everything below the official level will be counted as one point. The rest of the special missions will be given to you through the bracelet from time to time. You are completely free to complete the mission. You can choose to complete it as a team or by yourself. The standard for completing the mission is 6,555 points."

Adam did some calculations. If each person was given a thousand merit points, then the thousand people present would need a total of one million merit points. What a huge number! How could there be so many enemies on the island?

Sure enough, the Hyperdimensional Mage's next words caused another uproar. "According to the estimation of the Holy Tower, including the possible special missions, the entire island has less than 605,555 points."

This was an extremely simple math problem. Only less than one-sixth of the participants would be able to pass the test, while the rest would be eliminated.

The Hyperdimensional Sorcerer coughed softly and suppressed all the discussions. "The purpose of the War Trial is to select the elites. Although you are the geniuses of your respective academies, you may not necessarily meet the standards of the Holy Tower. For those who die in the trial or fail to complete the goal, I can only say that it is very regrettable. "

"The trial is not a game. Perhaps you have heard that the strength of the enemy mage is very weak, but that is only relative to the official level. For you, any enemy mage is a great danger. Let me remind you again, if you have not found your own path, it is not too late to quit now. Once you enter the trial field, unless you can survive until others complete the final goal, any apprentice who leaves the trial field without permission will cause the bracelet to self-destruct."

The Hyperdimensional Mage's speech was as simple and direct as any other Sorcerers. He did not deliberately mystify or hide the truth. He directly told everyone the stakes. As soon as the words came out, Adam found that many of the people present had a look of hesitation. He guessed that these people probably came from the same relatively weak and remote academies as him. Joining the trial was more of a gamble than confidence.

However, at this time, no one backed down. Otherwise, the blow to their souls would be enough to make them unable to go any further.

Seeing that no one backed out, the Hyperdimensional Mage nodded in satisfaction. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground. The light of the teleportation lit up. Everyone stepped on the runes. In the end, everyone only heard the Hyperdimensional Mage announce the start of the trial, and then disappeared from the hall.

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"They are here!"

"I can feel the disgusting aura of the runes!"

"We have been humiliated again and again. We are not animals!"

"Kill them, kill these traitors who have betrayed the essence of magic!"

"Kill them, cut off the foundation of the traitors, and let the true glory of magic shine in the world of Sorcerers again!"

In the depths of every tightly-guarded clan and school on the Enemy Mage Island, official Anti-Mages who were emitting the stench of decay roared into the sky. Under their orders, the entire island became a war zone, and any unidentified human would be attacked indiscriminately.

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When Adam came back to his senses, he found himself standing alone in the wilderness. He did not know if all the apprentices were scattered, or if it was just Adam's teleportation that had a problem. However, Adam felt that it should be the first case. Surviving in the unknown and finding companions might be the first step of the trial.

The Devil had been sulking since Adam forcefully pulled it out of the female slaves in the morning. It finally recovered its mood when it reached the Enemy Mage Island. With a puff, it appeared in front of Adam. It exaggeratedly took a breath of the strange energy on the island and said, "Oh! I like it here. I can smell the smell of home. "

Adam looked at the Devil's expression and the negative energy that it had adjusted into the smell of lust. He felt a little disgusted. An arc of electricity hit its body mercilessly. The Devil's body disintegrated and then reassembled. It said bitterly, "Master …"

"Shut up. Go and see if there's anyone around. Don't attack if you see any energy aura. Wait for me to deal with it."

After receiving the order, the Devil stopped joking around. It knew the importance of this trial, not only for Adam, but also for itself. It was a Devil, a creature from another plane that cultivated negative energy. If there was no master who had advanced to the official level in the Mage Plane, it would not be able to complete its transformation.

After the Devil left, Adam stayed where he was and silently adjusted his energy aura. Although the Hyperdimensional Mage had set the goal, the details were too vague. For example, could he advance during the trial? And how should he deal with the ordinary people on the Enemy Mage Island?

Adam felt that the reason why he did not explain these was not the negligence of the Hyperdimensional Mage, but it should be to test the apprentices' ability to adapt. This might be related to the final evaluation of the mission.

As he was thinking, the Devil touched the soul link. "Master, there's a gathering area here."