Chapter 1133

Chapter 1110 The White Wizard Association’s Important Token of Honor!

The deans and senior wizarding instructors of the various wizarding academies in Rainswamp exchanged bewildered glances. They knew there was some inconsistency within the White Wizarding Association, but they never expected someone to resort to such underhanded tactics simply because they disliked someone or rejected them.

This was utterly illogical, leading many wizards to question whether the record had been forged.

However, all of them were second-ring or higher wizards, possessing their own discernment. They knew that the Bitterwood, as the dominant species of the Bitter Love Tree genus, could not be altered on such a large scale by a second-ring wizard alone. In fact, even a third-ring wizard would find it difficult to do so, especially with such a large-scale alteration of the memory world. The Bitterwood plant, possessing powerful magic, would certainly resist such a degree of modification.

In other words, this scene was essentially—real!

But if it was true, the news was incredibly explosive.

A Sun Ring wizard whispered, “I remember the Creation Problem was just something the Association allowed these Third Ring wizards to keep. It’s not their private property. Every use needs to be recorded and approved by the Association. If that’s the case, how could this Third Ring wizard allow Probus and the Frost Witch to enter and gamble freely? And with such a ridiculous excuse.”

His Moon Ring wizard friend beside him gave him several glances, signaling him to say less.

The Sun Ring headmaster sneered.

“The most crucial thing about this person is that, as a Third Ring wizard, she actually made such a disgraceful thing public, losing face completely. Although I am a Sun Ring wizard, a lower Ring wizard in front of her, Sun Ring wizards also have their dignity.” “

Her affair has already been exposed to all the wizards in the Eastern District. So what? Is the wizarding law of the White Wizard Association more important, or is she more important? This needs an explanation.”

In a seat not far away, the chief wizarding instructor of a top-100 academy sneered.

“There’s a problem. I’ve always found it suspicious that our academy’s applications for several projects in the Starfield Sea have failed year after year. Could there really be something wrong?”

A Sun-Ring Wizard, the chief wizard instructor from another top-100 wizarding academy, chimed in, “We can’t let our logic slip. I think some of them might indeed have problems, but most of them are definitely fine. When project applications fail, we should reflect on our own shortcomings. But this kind of thing is truly disheartening; it’s probably one of the biggest incidents within the association in recent decades.”

“The key point is, this isn’t over yet. Look, the illusion screen is still playing. It’s really going too far for a third-ring wizard to make things so difficult for a junior star-ring wizard.”

On the other side, three moon-ring wizarding academy deans were discussing the situation, equally indignant.

It’s understandable that a high-ring wizard might ask for more magic stones

. But the crucial point is that this has reached a point of mutual destruction.

Is this person after more magic stones?

Is she after personal gain?

Is she trying to force Probus to join her academy?

None of the above.

This is completely self-defeating.

This matter has exceeded the comprehension of many wizards; many even find it illogical and suspect there’s more to it than meets the eye, unable to believe such a thing.

The Moon Ring Wizarding Academy deans exchanged bewildered glances and began to discuss amongst themselves. They were clearly both alarmed and sympathetic to the situation. These wizarding spectators were no longer simply witnessing a complete stranger being unjustly harassed and humiliated by a third-ring wizard. Because Locke had organized the competition in Probus’s name, these spectators were all somewhat familiar with Probus. One moment they

might have been lamenting Probus’s bad luck and marveling at his incredible talent, and the next they were witnessing this truth. Therefore, their reaction was naturally different from suddenly hearing about a stranger’s misfortune. These wizarding spectators felt a deeper sense of empathy for Probus and a feeling of shared vulnerability.

Even Probus was like this;

how would they react if they were in his shoes?

If it were because of personal gain, or because they were in someone’s way and were being targeted, they would accept it; the world is cruel. But the problem is, there was absolutely no conflict of interest with that third-ring wizard; it was simply because she disliked Probus.

Just dislike!

This immediately ignited public outrage.

Although these high-ring wizards weren’t all clean, and some had their share of grievances, at this moment they all united in their hatred, starting to denounce him, and the illusion screen was even playing this deepest memory of Probus.

Wizard Grandet wiped the sweat from his brow.

“Is this what you originally intended, Locke? This is truly—our club has really gotten on your bandwagon.

But—”

His eyes darted around. If he were alone, he would never dare to get involved in this mess, but with so many witnesses present, and all the wizards in the club expressing a desire to establish a regular competition committee, it was a way out for the club.

And the combined background of the wizards in their club was not insignificant.

At this moment, all the wizards in the audience were witnesses, which meant that every known figure in the entire Rainswamp was a witness.

Witch Bella said, “Alright, we really have gotten on Locke’s bandwagon. However, I’m willing to do this.”

“I think any wizard with a bit of self-respect wouldn’t tolerate this.”

At this moment, many wizard instructors from the top three wizarding academies looked at the five judges, wanting to observe their reactions before deciding their own attitude. After all, this competition made them feel a bit complicated.

The more prestigious the wizarding academy, the more likely it is to receive support from outside the Wizarding Lands. Other wizarding academies can disregard the Starfield Sea’s attitude because they are not qualified to receive funding from it. But these academies are different.

At this moment, the three third-ring wizards from the Rainswamp had different expressions. The headmaster of the Creeper Garden seemed indifferent; he only cared whether the winner of the competition was a wizard from the Rainswamp. As the leader of the Rainswamp, the Creeper Garden still had some backbone, especially since their main source of funding was the Three Swamps, not the Starfield Sea.

Headmaster Gray coughed. The Winged Dragon Garden wasn’t as confident, but he didn’t say anything.

Headmaster Faust sneered. “This is outrageous! Even our Triceratops Garden wouldn’t have such a person.”

“Red Dragon Throne, Headmaster John, what do you two think?”

The Red Dragon Witch sneered.

Dean John smiled and said, “The Root Crown Royal Court has always wanted to apply for the use of the Creation Lotus, but it turns out this lady uses it in this way. It’s truly eye-opening. I wonder if there’s any explanation from the Starfield Sea? Otherwise, wouldn’t

everyone be making a fool of themselves?” Dean John’s words were laced with

barbs, revealing the Root Crown Royal Court’s persistent resentment at not being able to use the Creation Problem—the Creation Lotus.

The people of the Razer Lowlands, the Wizarding Lands, are known for their sarcastic remarks and pointing out others’ mistakes; they certainly wouldn’t let this opportunity pass.

Lady Six-Eyed Raven said, “This kind of thing shouldn’t be done by a three-ring wizard. And she’s a holy mage. It’s truly despicable. I wouldn’t even deign to speak to her.” A

look of disdain flashed in Lady Six-Eyed Raven’s eyes. Yunze Wetlands has always been pragmatic and results-oriented, and its appreciation for talent is extremely high. After all, the Five Great Wars are paramount; any academy that dares to be inactive will suffer a crushing defeat in the Five Great Wars and be replaced by other wizarding academies.

Over the centuries, the top wizarding academies of Yunze Wetlands have changed generation after generation, serving as a cautionary tale for everyone.

The Five Great Wars system is indeed quite effective, although the losses incurred each year are real, and many shady dealings have been involved. For example, some wizarding academies destroyed in the Five Great Wars were simply due to economic conflicts with a top academy, not because the academy’s overall strength was lacking.

Storm Tower Academy and the Twin Demon Realms have cooperated frequently, often engaging in such activities.

The witch Catherine said, “I finally know what really happened sixty years ago. There were indeed many suspicious things about what happened back then. Golden Crown Mountain wasn’t afraid to offend the entire world back then, and it certainly won’t be now. Someone must give Golden Crown Mountain an explanation for this.”

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.

Golden Crown Mountain had single-handedly faced the entire world during the pure-blood era and remained undefeated, a feat renowned throughout the various wizarding academies. Therefore, they knew that the Red Dragon Throne’s words were not empty boasts. Now that a third-ring wizard had such a significant weakness in Golden Crown Mountain’s hands, this matter was unlikely to end so easily.

Dean Gray said, “Let’s continue watching. Isn’t the Bitterwood Memory World still being displayed? Moreover, I’m very curious how the Creation Problem will be solved, and who will solve it.”

The Creation Problem was quite difficult; even a third-ring wizard might not be able to solve it without extensive research.

Let alone a special Creation Problem like the Creation Lotus.

The wizarding mentors, who had been secretly observing the judges’ reactions, felt reassured and knew how to handle the situation.

Meanwhile, the illusion screen continued to display the incredible deeds of the third-ring witch, leaving the wizarding audience dumbfounded and speechless. They never imagined such a third-ring witch existed in the world.

Most were just watching, a few were indignant, and some were simply enjoying the spectacle. The most distressed were the Death Witch Doctor and Captain Ava.

Ava noticed many wizards looking at her because, in the memory world of the Bitterwood within the illusion screen, the third-ring witch had repeatedly mentioned her name and revealed numerous shady deeds she had been asked to do—deeds enough to land her in the wizarding prison a hundred times over.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Ava took a half step back and said, “Everyone, who is right and who is wrong is another matter. I can completely believe that this illusion was fabricated by wizards of the Illusion School. I know that the memory world created by the Bitter Love Tree is indeed difficult to modify. I have this common sense. But what if the Bitter Love Tree was also fabricated using illusion magic?

As long as the illusion magic is sophisticated enough, it can be done. There are wizards of the Illusion School here, right? You must know what I’m talking about.”

A Moon Ring Wizard of the Illusion School said, “Captain Ava, what you said is very good. But I have a question. Are you treating us wizards as your apprentices? I ask you, if it was all an illusion, then where is the most important core of the Illusion School’s magic—the Ruler?”

Captain Ava’s expression stiffened.

The Moon Ring Wizard continued, “You’ve disgraced our Rain Swamp. Yes, achieving that level of illusion is difficult, but achievable. But tell me, where’s the ruler? I can’t create that level of illusion while hiding the ruler. I don’t think even a Sun Ring Wizard could do it. Even with so many intermediaries—the Genesis Lotus Problem, the Abyss Energy, and other complex energies—to create such a large-scale illusion, and to make it so that I, a master of illusion, can’t detect any trace of the ruler, is simply too miraculous. This isn’t magic.”

“Magic can disregard logic, but our magic must leave traces.”

“Do you take us for three-year-olds, or are you insulting my honor and professionalism as an illusionist?”

Captain Ava was speechless, her tongue tied in knots, unable to utter a single complete word.

“No—no—I wouldn’t dare—slander Master Brute’s—reputation.”

Master Brute was a wizard who achieved his status through his own efforts, not through any lineage or platform. He was a wizard who could potentially achieve true mastery, and his ultimate magic, Illusionary Sound, was also an extremely powerful form of illusion, capable of manipulating people’s minds through sound. He was one of the most famous illusion masters in the Rain Swamp, which simply didn’t have many wizards as skilled in the illusionary school of magic.

Facing numerous questions and accusations from wizards who felt she had disgraced the entire wizarding community, Captain Ava retreated continuously. At this moment, she finally awoke from her dream of a raise and promotion. She suddenly realized that if she were ostracized by the mainstream wizarding circle of the Rain Swamp, then forget about promotion, even doing any other research would be difficult.

After all, humans are social beings; if one’s reputation is ruined, everything will become incredibly difficult in the future.

Only now did she belatedly realize that she should quickly salvage her reputation and save face for that person.

At that moment, the accusations against her abruptly ceased.

Ava turned to look behind her, a sudden fear flashing in her eyes, for two throne wizards approached: the head of the Demon Hunter Division, the [Throne of Rain], and the vice-president of the local White Wizard Association, the [Throne of Blood Dragons].

One was a throne wizard specializing in water magic, the other in bloodline studies.

In other words, one belonged to the school of sculpting, the other to the school of conjuration.

Both their gazes were stern, especially the Throne of Rain. His water magic, on the battlefield of the New Route, had been described by the gods as: like a rain of souls, a torrential downpour, sweeping away the clouds; when the rain fell, all the turmoil of souls was blown away by the water magic. “

The Rain-Suppressing Throne is the most ruthless among the wizards of the Construct School. He has developed the destructive power of water magic to its extreme. His existence has greatly expanded the offensive boundaries of water magic. He is cold and ruthless, handling everything by the book and pursuing efficiency. The witch Ava had already suffered a lot working under him.

Now, seeing the coldness in the Rain-Suppressing Throne’s eyes, she felt a chill in her heart.

The Blood Dragon Throne, as a great wizard specializing in bloodline studies within the Conjuration School, sat on a chair that floated in mid-air. Behind him were all sorts of blood foam bubbles, each a bloodline essence, each one his creation, each one full of offensive characteristics, and all related to reptiles.

“Master,”

the witch Ava knew that fortune favored the bold, and she could only grit her teeth and persevere. What else could she do?” “I want to report someone for creating illusions, fabricating evidence, and spreading rumors during this competition. This matter has far-reaching implications.”

The Blood Dragon Throne looked at her and asked, “I only ask you one question: do you have a way to quell this controversy?”

The witch Ava opened her mouth, but found herself speechless.

She dared not make a promise.

The Blood Dragon Throne valued his word above all else; he hated those who broke their promises. If someone made a boast to him but failed to deliver, he would despise that person even more, and their actions would be compounded. She knew that if she dared to make a promise to this vice-president and then fail to keep it, her fate would be even worse.

This vice-president was clearly particularly concerned about the reputation of the White Wizarding Association of Rainswamp in this matter, and she didn’t dare promise to resolve the problem.

The Blood Dragon Throne looked at the many wizards, and those who had been discussing the matter stopped their debate.

“Gentlemen, before the truth is clear, please refrain from discussing the current employees of our White Wizarding Association. I believe the Holy Wizard Court of Rainswamp and Cloudswamp will handle these matters. Since you cannot confirm the truth, please do not expand the scope of the discussion. I think I just heard someone say that he believes the entire White Wizarding Association of our Wizarding Lands has problems?”

“One thing at a time, let’s stick to the facts. You are all great wizards, among the most intelligent people in your respective academies. I don’t think I need to tell you these things.”

The wizards present all fell silent.

The Blood Dragon Throne even looked at the Star Ring Wizard who had previously criticized the local White Wizarding Association most severely. The Star Ring Wizard guiltily avoided his gaze, looking down in another direction.

At this moment, a Sun Ring wizard sitting some distance away spoke with a flippant tone, “There are so many mouths in the world, and so many opinions. Can you, the Association Leader, silence them all by yourself?”

Ava the witch was startled and quickly looked at the Blood Dragon Throne’s expression. The Blood Dragon Throne seemed not to have heard this, as the words were encrypted with special magic, suggesting the involvement of a master of the Mind School. He could only be certain it was a Sun Ring wizard,

since Third Ring wizards had no need to conceal themselves.

Moon Ring and Star Ring wizards, as well as ordinary Second Ring wizards, did not possess such magical power.

The Blood Dragon Throne wore a smile, but Ava, who was familiar with the Throne Wizard’s temperament through various meetings, knew that the wizard was in an extremely bad mood. Moreover, she had caused the local White Wizard Association to lose face, which made her hesitant to speak, fearing a sudden outburst from the Blood Dragon Throne.

The Blood Dragon Throne glanced around, lingering for a moment on the Bird Official Wizard, the Red Dragon Throne, and the Sea Queen Throne in the distance.

“Quite a few friends have come today. That little fellow Locke Augustine, so young, but he’s caused quite a stir. So many friends have come.”

The Blood Dragon Throne’s gaze lingered on the third-ringed dark wizard for a moment, his eyes strange, but he couldn’t discern anything amiss. Given the current complex and volatile situation, he immediately shifted his attention back to the other wizarding spectators.

“Ava, I ask you, do you truly know the truth, or are you only vaguely aware of it? And when you did these things, were only some of them in the Rainswamp, and most of the time in the Seven Mountains? Or perhaps, not everything mentioned above is true?”

Ava the witch immediately understood that the Guild Master wasn’t trying to protect her and that important figure, but rather offering her a convenient excuse to quell the rumors. It seemed

the Guild Master intended to investigate thoroughly later, but for now, he needed to stabilize the situation, prevent so many important figures from discussing the matter freely, and avoid spreading rumors and causing the White Wizarding Guild in the Rainswamp to fall into further trouble, all while the Blood Dragon Throne himself was uncertain of the full picture.

Witch Ava immediately chimed in, “Yes. Some things are indeed quite complicated, like the matter between me and Wizard Probus.” “

Firstly, my contact with him mainly took place in the Seven Mountains, Wizarding Lands, not in the Rain Swamp. Secondly, we are not enemies; all I did was invite him to have a friendly exchange with Witch White Frost and the Third Ring Wizard. There might have been some misunderstandings; things are so complex that they cannot be simply judged by right and wrong, black and white.”

“We all know this world is complex; black and white, right and wrong, are insufficient to describe it,”

Throne of Rain suddenly said. “You’re spouting nonsense from the start. I really don’t know how you got into my Demon Hunter Division. There is right and wrong in this world. It’s just that some people are used to adding embellishments to right and wrong, making everything complicated, just to make it difficult for people to distinguish between them.”

Witch Ava, caught off guard by this retort, was momentarily speechless.

Just then, a hooded figure stood up. He pulled back his black wizard’s hat, revealing himself to be a first-ring liquefaction wizard. His hair was white, and although his soul was young, his face appeared extremely aged. Clearly, he had exhausted his potential to advance to the first ring of liquefaction, using numerous secret techniques that had overburdened his body, leaving him with numerous side effects.

He hunched over, removed his wizard’s mask, and, leaning on his cane, pointed at Witch Ava, saying, “You’re lying. I saw with my own eyes how you tormented Professor Probus. I heard you threaten him that if he didn’t keep the appointment, he would lose funding from various associations. I saw you tell Professor Probus that he was nothing.”

Witch Ava raised an eyebrow, her pent-up anger finally erupting. A liquefied wizard dared to question her? She immediately retorted arrogantly, “Since when did someone like you become the one to speak to me and question me? A mere liquefied wizard, who knows which academy you graduated from or where you teach. Do you even have the right to speak here?”

A Moon Ring Wizard Academy headmaster sneered, “Ms. Ava, you have quite the airs. It seems our Purple Acacia Dragon Garden is beneath your notice.”

Ava was immediately stung by these words, and the two Throne Wizards glanced at her.

The liquefied wizard coughed and said, “I am a wizarding apprentice from Golden Crown Mountain. Why can’t I state my name?

I am a student of Wizard Probus in the Despair Valley Special Laboratory. It was I who broke the bottle of magical mold, causing the destruction of the magical field. It was I who, because of laziness and my own selfish desires, accelerated my magical pressure increase so I could go to another laboratory, thus causing the shattering of Professor Probus’s important magical artifact.” “

It’s true what they say, good people don’t live long, but evil people live a thousand years.”

“Later, I left Mount Golden Crown due to an experimental accident. Not long after leaving, I still harbored resentment towards Professor Probus, believing that he had been unfair and made a mountain out of a molehill, using me as an example. But later—after leaving Mount Golden Crown, I experienced many things. I was deceived, robbed, and even for a time, I mistakenly entered the land of dark wizards and became a drugged human in their hands. After experiencing so much, I suddenly realized how foolish I had been. The best person in my life was still Mr. Probus.”

The liquefaction wizard sighed, looking up.

At this moment, the witch Ava finally reacted. “You are the wizard apprentice who destroyed the magic-binding chains in the laboratory back then.”

“My God, you’re still alive. And you’ve actually returned here at this time.”

The witch Ava took a half step back, but she instantly realized something, straightened her chest, and said, “But you’re a liquefaction wizard with no potential left. How dare you question me like this?”

A powerful magical pressure descended on his shoulders.

The liquefaction wizard groaned and knelt on the ground, his knees making a crisp cracking sound as he spoke, “I’m nearly ninety years old now. Time flies—it really doesn’t wait for anyone. Lady Ava, during the time I became a black wizard’s drugged human, most of my nerves were destroyed. The only reason I can move now is because of the magic cast on me by the sorcerers of the Conjuration School. I have long since lost all nerve sensation, and naturally, I feel no pain.”

“Tormenting me, intimidating me with magical pressure, or threatening me with life and death—it’s all useless. I’m not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of torture. Why threaten me with death and pain? As a first-ring wizard, I want to say—I am a human being.”

The liquefaction wizard raised his head without fear. Although his body was overwhelmed by the magical pressure, as he said, he had experienced unimaginable torment after leaving Mount Golden Crown. Most people would have died from such torment, but he was exceptionally lucky to survive. This experience allowed him to grow and discover the absurdity of his past.

He recalled the teachings of Wizard Probus, and this experience had become an advantage over other wizards. Moreover, he was a wizarding apprentice at Mount Golden Crown, albeit a rather unsuccessful one, but still possessing some potential. After experiencing countless things and suffering countless hardships, he finally became a liquefaction wizard.

At this moment, the liquefied wizard chanted a spell, using a magical artifact from his sorcery school to rise from the ground. He spoke frankly, “Lady Ava, what happened to my teacher has become a knot in my heart. Now that I am a mentor myself, I feel I cannot be as selfless as Wizard Probus. This truth-revealing competition is being held by Lord Augustine. After hearing the news, I hesitated repeatedly, but I still decided to come.” “

I want to correct my mistakes. I want to apologize to Wizard Probus. Only after doing this will my knot be untied.”

“You say you didn’t know the details of what happened back then, but I say you’re lying. I can testify that I personally heard you repeatedly making things difficult for Wizard Probus. You’ve always known what you were doing; you can’t deny it.”

At this moment, the two throne wizards of the White Wizarding Association looked at Ava with icy eyes. They were secretly calculating how much loss this situation would cause to the local White Wizarding Association.

The other wizards were buzzing with discussion. No one had expected that the indirect culprit who had led Probus down the path of false forging and endless evil was still alive and had reappeared here, even offering to testify for Probus in front of everyone. Who could have predicted this?

Just as Ava was driven to the brink, a Moon Ring witch who had arrived in a luxurious magical carriage stood up from the audience and held up a jade seal-like object. This token, crafted entirely of white jade, bore the image of the Water Archangel. It contained powerful magical energy, and its base bore the symbol of the Eye of Truth, the emblem of the White Wizarding Association, and an image of a half-open book of magic.

When the Moon Ring witch presented this token, all the wizards, after a moment of stunned silence, rose and bowed to it—

even the Third Ring wizards.

At this moment, the Moon Ring Witch said, “This is a [Major Honor Token of the Association] specially bestowed upon the Holy Angel Wizard by the White Wizard Association for his role as one of the founders and for controlling the Tianjiang flood. This token represents part of the Holy Angel Wizard’s contributions to the White Wizard Association. I need not elaborate on the greatness of the Origin Wizard; he is the teacher of all of you. All of you must bow upon seeing this token. Although he received more than one such token for his contributions to the White Wizard Association, this token can now demand that the local White Wizard Association, under legal circumstances, unconditionally do one thing. Do you agree to this?

The Blood Dragon Throne nodded, “That’s right, there is such a rule. Although the White Wizard Association has existed for more than two eras, and this so-called honor token was issued in the previous era, every member of our White Wizard Association should uphold the wishes of our forefathers.”

“We agree,”

the Moon Ring Witch said. “I represent the will of the Holy Angel Wizard, and I now demand the use of this token, requesting that the local White Wizard Association shut down this competition.”

“I want this competition canceled immediately.”

“Is that possible?”

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, never expecting that powerful figure from the Star Domain Sea to possess such influence, summoning the [Association’s Major Honor Token] to directly suppress the competition, preventing it from proceeding.

The Rain-Suppressing Throne said, “This—”

At this moment, the five judges also approached.

The Moon Ring Witch from the Star Domain Sea, clearly a disciple of that powerful figure, held up the token, which shone brightly in the sunlight and reflected a special magical array towards the sky.

“So, are you going to acknowledge it or not?”

“This request won’t harm you in any way, and it won’t cost you a penny. Are you really not going to fulfill this request? This place is originally the territory of dark wizards, and with the Gate of Doom, the procedure is inherently flawed. This is the will of the sage, and it will be recognized by the association wherever it goes. If the wizards of Rainswamp don’t acknowledge it today, they will be scorned by the entire wizarding world. Can you bear that responsibility?”

The Blood Dragon Throne pondered for a moment, then said with his left hand behind his back, “Since it is the will of the sage, we naturally need to obey it.”

“We acknowledge it.”

“Alright, our local White Wizard Association will try its best to shut down this competition.”

“But I can’t guarantee success, because Golden Crown Mountain obviously won’t acknowledge this will of the sage.”

The witch Catherine smiled enigmatically, looking at the so-called sage’s token.

“I really want to know what this Holy Angel Wizard would think if he were still alive, knowing that you people are using his token to do this kind of thing?”

said Jinx, the Moon Witch. “Since that’s the case, then you admit it.”

“You admit it, that’s good. Now, immediately stop this competition! This is an order from the Starfield Sea!”

Many wizards present sighed, because although Mount Golden Crown was not going to admit it, the competition would likely become a mess. First, the spectators would definitely leave because of the opinion of the local White Wizard Association, and most of the related sponsorships and live broadcasts would definitely be stopped. A perfectly good competition would likely be ruined the moment this holy token appeared.

But there was nothing they could do.

They couldn’t fight city hall, and Locke Augustine’s efforts had ultimately failed.

But no matter what, this incident would still cause huge losses to all parties involved.

Just then, the young wizard from the Seven Mountains, Chaos, spoke up: “You say the competition can’t continue? I don’t think so.”

“This competition must continue.”

Witch Jinx glared at him angrily. “The late sage’s wishes are here! What kind of ungrateful person are you, daring to disregard the last wishes of my ancestors? The fact that you are alive and standing here—no, that you are a wizard—is thanks to the Holy Angel Wizard, the Origin Wizard!”

Chaos held up a magic box and opened it. “I also have this important honorary token of the Association.”

Everyone immediately looked at the magic box in his hand.

Chaos held up a black jade seal. “This is a significant honorary token of our Seven Mountains Wizarding Lands Association. Back then, the Wizarding Grand Monarch Dynasty, led by the Starfield Sea, retaliated against our Wizarding Lands. To suppress the local association, they extracted magical tides, destroyed underground veins, wantonly released pollution, and created magic-free zones. But no matter what, our Wizarding Lands never surrendered. In return, our association has accumulated several such tokens over the years.

Now, my teacher, Wizard Link, has received the collective recognition of the White Wizarding Association of the Seven Mountains, allowing me to bring this token.” “

Our Wizarding Lands is very grateful to Probus for his dedicated teaching of our wizarding apprentices, and believes that only someone like him deserves the title of Guide of the New Century. As for others, please forgive us; we are just an ordinary wizarding land with limited knowledge, and we don’t understand much.”

“We just feel things shouldn’t have turned out this way. Therefore, I’m holding this token and demanding that the competition continue. I ask everyone here, do you accept this token or not? Do you acknowledge this sacred wish?”

The wizards of the Rain Swamp were almost numb.

This was the first time they had seen sacred wishes clash and fight, the first time they had seen two sides using sacred wishes to fight each other.

After thinking for a moment, the Blood Dragon Throne said, “We acknowledge it, of course we acknowledge it. It’s just that the sacred wishes of the two of you are conflicting. This makes it impossible for us to carry out either side’s decision. Why don’t you two decide for yourselves?”

The witch Jinx’s eyes widened. “You.”

“Boy, state your name. Who are you?”

The young wizard smirked. “I don’t change my name or surname. I am Chaos. The future Origin Wizard.”

The witch Jinx almost laughed out of anger. “I don’t recall the Seven Mountains being a region that breeds boastful wizards,”

Chaos said. “Well, I don’t recall the Star Sea being a region that breeds narrow-minded, short-sighted wizards either. We’re in the same boat. Hmm?”