I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

This Red Skull's Brown and White Fang's Keira were both advanced apprentices, but he was far more powerful than Keira. His final killing move was similar to Hayward's Twilight Shroud.

Rummaging through Brown's storage bag, Roland inadvertently found a pile of things for erotic pleasure and tools for training women.

Thinking of the way Olea and Kai used to love each other, and recalling the way Olea and Brown were all lovey-dovey today, Roland burst out cursing: "All minotaurs deserve to die."

After cleaning up Brown, Roland took out a bottle of Soul Tears and placed it on the Book of the Dead, rewarding his servants.

"We nine are really awesome."

He re-summoned the Good Spirits and had everyone arrange the corpses of Brown and the others, reciting a passage from Heraca's scripture.

Afterward, he picked up the spoils, Ghost Mist, and all his belongings. Then, Roland took out a set of beautifully patterned flints, snapped them with two fingers, and transformed into a flash of fire, leaving the place.

Soon, he arrived at Olea's location.

Here, he saw two intermediate apprentice puppets, one standing blankly in the mountain path, the other a dozen meters away. That wooden sculpture was crawling on the ground, its face full of horror, as if it had seen something strange.

Frowning, Roland picked up the two's storage bags, stripped off their clothes, delivered them to the afterlife, and dismembered their bodies.

Afterward, he used the Finger Wish Needle to locate Olea and flew away in a flash of fire.

Half a kilometer away, Roland's firelight landed in a clearing in a secluded forest. He looked at the center of the forest clearing, his expression becoming very interesting.

In the clearing, one or two wooden puppets stood there quietly, posing in ballet positions.

One was the lead dancer, the other was the accompanist.

With a thud, the puppet wearing Olea's clothes lost its balance and fell to the ground. The other puppet moved slightly and steadied itself.

Someone had just been secretly dancing here.

Roland's expression was very strange. He came to Olea's wooden sculpture, put on the Blood Skin, and repeatedly inspected it for a long time, confirming that it was just a wooden sculpture and not some newly born ballet ghost.

The wooden sculpture had no joints on its body, so it was impossible to dance unless he was hallucinating.

Of course, it was impossible for him to hallucinate!

Roland raised his head, searching for Leona's figure—she had already run off without a trace.

'Ever since experiencing the mysterious events with me, this guy has become more and more strange.'

The Human Skin Town incident and the desert incident, Leona has become more and more strange.

Roland muttered to himself, stripped Olea naked, set her wooden sculpture on fire, and then recited a passage from Heraca's scripture.

"You're lucky, you even have someone to deliver you to the afterlife after you die. What a bargain for you."

Very unhappily closing the 'Heraca's Book of the Dead (Book of the Dead),' Roland cremated Olea.

After checking her storage bag, Roland looked at the 'Silent Accordion' oddity, a conflicted expression on his face.

There were many good things in Olea's bag!

But they were all too hot to handle.

'The bold get full, the timid starve!'

'This isn't the first time I've killed a Red Skull. Even if I don't take this, I won't be better off if I get caught. Why should I be afraid of ghosts!'

Roland was indeed greedy, greed to the extreme!

If any of Olea's belongings had a hidden mechanism left by the family that could sense it, he would be discovered as soon as he took it out.

But he wasn't brainlessly greedy.

Roland immediately placed a bottle of Soul Tears in the Book of Demons, appeased Leona properly, and then summoned her out.

Afterward, he picked and chose, destroying all the unwanted and worthless relics with Dawnfire.

Then, he had Leona turn all of Olea's, Brown's, and those intermediate apprentices' belongings into wooden sculptures.

After becoming wooden sculptures, many tiny wood shavings appeared on these items. Some were the original runes of the oddities, some were hidden runes, and some were hidden mental imprints.

It was immediately clear who had left special marks on these items.

'Take some time to carefully examine them and remove those problematic 'wood shavings,' and it will be clean. If there are any that can't be removed... then burn the wooden sculptures.'

Having made up his mind, Roland put away all the items. He looked at the sky, which was already beginning to darken.

He transformed into firelight, facing the snowflakes dancing in the sky, and hurried towards the peak of the Holy Mountain.

The magic power of intermediate apprentices was too poor. Forcibly using the flying method of advanced apprentices consumed a great deal of energy. Roland didn't dare to expend all his magic power, so he walked and flew, using a lot of magic potions.

For the second half of the journey, he didn't dare to use Brown's and the others' belongings anymore, and climbed towards the mountain peak in the wind and snow.

The sky was already dark, and the sky behind him still had a faint light.

Roland took one last look behind him.

Most of the End World had already been covered by the desert. The territory of that strange tree was being gradually devoured—that was the first place that still emitted light.

In another direction, the sky also had some faint anomalies, but the anomalies there were very slight. The desert was about to devour that place—there was also a faint light there.

Before long, this world would turn into a desert of maggots. No one knew what would happen after that. Perhaps it would usher in its final doomsday.

"It seems that Lady Heraca is the most powerful after all."

Roland always felt that the Styx Goddess Heraca didn't seem like a normal underworld god.

Putting away his thoughts, Roland concentrated and climbed towards the pointed mountain top.

The higher he went, the sharper, smaller, and steeper the mountain top became. At this time, Roland was already exhausted. He clung to a stone protruding from the snow and looked at the last few hundred meters to the top, a burst of palpitations.

A few hundred meters sounded very close, but looking at the majestic mountain top, it felt very far away.

This last section of the road was all thick snow, with almost no place to set foot.

'I should have woken Joan up. I don't know the route and chose a very bad climbing path.'

Wiping his sweat, Roland swallowed a mermaid fruit, intending to rest for two minutes, then slowly fly up with an oddity or levitation spell.

Suddenly, he heard a strange cracking sound coming from above. He looked up and saw the snow on the top of the mountain collapsing as if it had caved in, and it was falling down with a crash.

Avalanche!

'Damn it!'

Roland's expression was very ugly. Just as he was about to forcibly stimulate his magic power to use an oddity, he saw a flash of lightning light up on the mountain peak.

The lightning seemed to be a figure. It was fleeting, flashing before Roland's eyes. Then, Roland was grabbed by the back of his collar by someone and lifted into the air.

Roland looked up and saw that it seemed to be a witch. She was wearing the White Chess School's French armor and looked very unfamiliar.

This witch looked very gentle and beautiful. At first glance, she looked like the kind of big sister who was talkative and loved to smile. But her expression was extremely cold, like the snow on this mountain peak.

The witch's appearance and personality seemed to have a huge contrast.

"Thank you, Grand Scholar," Roland thanked her with lingering fear, clasping his fists. Realizing that he was clasping his fists, he awkwardly lowered his hands.

The witch glanced at Roland indifferently and quietly watched the avalanche below in mid-air.

The scene of this avalanche was magnificent and looked truly thrilling.

This witch was highly skilled and was actually a first-tier intermediate wizard. But even as a first-tier intermediate wizard, Lord Dahl's magic power was far less solid and heavy than this witch's.

If the two fought, Lord Dahl would definitely not be this witch's opponent.

At this time, another flash of firelight flew from the mountain peak, flying in a middle-aged male wizard wearing White Chess French armor. His hair and beard were red, and the mustache on his lips fluttered in mid-air, looking like a burning fire.

Another first-tier late-stage wizard!

The middle-aged male wizard looked at Roland, who was being held by the witch, pinched the mustache on his lips, and smiled: "There really is someone. The elements here are chaotic, and I didn't even notice. Scholar Kira, it's been a few years, your mental power is really getting more and more solid."

The witch Kira smiled at the male wizard, as a response. This witch didn't seem to like to talk.

Roland smelled a faint stench on both of them. It was the smell of the Heraca Desert.

The smell on the male wizard was slightly lighter, and the smell on the witch was slightly heavier. Both of them had the smell of magic potions, which seemed to be the smell after it had been treated once.

Roland couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

Previously, Joan had sworn that the White Chess Council would definitely send someone to rescue them, which was met with a burst of ridicule from Roland.

How was that possible?

You had to know that the anchors that came in from the outside were all messed up. After coming in, they might be directly teleported to a dangerous place. As long as one official wizard was lost, this rescue would be a loss.

Who would have thought that the White Chess Council actually sent someone.

Not only did they send someone, but they also searched the dangerous area. Among them, the male wizard should have focused on searching the strange tree side. Going to the desert should have only been because they had to pass through it to reach the Holy Mountain.

And the witch seemed to have specifically wandered in the desert for a long, long time.

Roland observed the witch's waist and found that it was very bulging, as if she had a large pile of storage bags hanging on it.

The male wizard also seemed to have five or six storage bags around his waist.

Roland suddenly understood. So there were benefits to be gained.

These two were really skilled and daring, and should be great powers among the first-tier wizards. They actually wandered around in this kind of desperate situation.

They probably also had mysterious protective items like Blood Skin in their hands, otherwise they would die if they stepped into the territory of the god's servants.

But even with this kind of treasure to protect them, these two had a great awareness when they came in. After all, these tricks were not necessarily effective. Didn't all the Black Abyss wizards of that year die in the Yellow-Brown Fern Forest?

Looking at these two White Chess Wizards, Roland felt a lot of emotions.

For the Black Abyss School, rescue efforts had to consider costs.

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But for the White Chess Academy, rescue efforts did not consider costs.

The male wizard looked behind him and said, "Qila, this kid should be the last one. The duration of the Siren's incantation is almost up. If you go to the desert again, you'll have to rely on your own means, which could be dangerous."

It turned out that the two dared to enter, relying not only on their own items but also on the 'Siren'.

Using mystery to counter mystery, the council indeed filled a major gap after the Black Abyss joined the White Chess Council.

However, what was this witch doing repeatedly going to the desert?

Roland couldn't help but look at the witch with some curiosity.

The witch said, "There's no need to go anymore, I've already found Prince Charles's relics. It can be considered an explanation to the mentor. Let's go."

The two took Roland and flew towards the mountaintop. Roland listened to their conversation and understood.

After the disaster of the Three Holy Servants appeared in the forbidden area, the White Chess Council quickly dispatched a rescue team.

Because his beloved great-grandson Charles was also inside, the White Queen also specially sent people from the palace to join the rescue team. This witch named Qila was one of them.

While leaving, the three had already arrived at the mountaintop. The mid-air above the cliff on the mountaintop seemed to have cracked open. The crack emitted a dazzling white light.

The two wizards took Roland into the crack.

Chessboard Hills

Stars and moon hung in the sky. Outside the forbidden area was a camp of wizards. In the center of the camp stood a three-meter-tall oil painting.

There were many wizards in the camp, all holding magic blades and wearing French armor. They looked like standard uniforms.

Looking around, all were White Chess Wizards. Only Ukosa and Yingtao from the Black Abyss were still there.

The old white-bearded Bruce from the White Chess Academy was also here. Judging from their appearance, they were going to be stationed here.

In the fields of the distant hills, there grew many strange fleshy tumors. These tumors had already been destroyed by the White Chess Wizards, but before they died, they had destroyed the pastoral scenery that made up the picture. Further away, there were traces of battle at several wizard towers, and the arrays inside should also be destroyed.

This seemed to be the reason why the anchor point had problems.

The White Robe Wizard Bruce stared at those fields, his face very unsightly.

Standing in his perspective and looking into the distance, the pastoral scenery could originally form an oil painting of chess playing. But this precious oil painting seemed to have been splashed with ink, making it a mess.

A group of high tower wizards, with apprentices, were frantically busy in the fields, trying to restore the oil painting as soon as possible. But the pus left by the dead tumors was very difficult to deal with. It had been purified many times, but there were still residues.

Those tumors seemed to have been specially cultivated, and the pus flowing from them after death made it difficult for magical crops to grow.

Bruce asked, "So many people, and they still didn't keep that old thing here!"

Ukosa shook his head and said, "Bruce, you underestimate Master Zoita. Not to mention that there were no Star (Tier 3 wizards) among the first batch of people who were teleported over, even if there were, that old thing could still escape."

Bruce sighed and said, "How could I underestimate him... In just three minutes, he shattered the defenses on the fields and made this place a mess—Ukosa, is there really no other way?"

Ukosa said, "This is already the fastest method. You know, these incubations were originally permanent. And the Holy Fire Seed is useless at all. My method can solve the problem within a week, which is already very good. We didn't hold back on this matter."

Bruce sighed and said to his old friend, "How could I suspect you of holding back. You, ah, are now more trustworthy than my colleagues!"

At this time, a team of wizards flew over from the direction of the high tower, and they reported to Bruce.

It sounded like the arrays in the high tower had been basically restored, and the anchor point teleported from the forbidden area had been restored. But this was already the third day.

Bruce asked, "Have all those traitors been rooted out?"

The reason why the wizard tower's arrays were destroyed was all thanks to these spies. It was not easy to break through the wizard tower from the outside in a short period of time. But sabotaging from the inside... even an apprentice was enough.

The wizard reported, "The traitors have spat out a lot of people... Most of them are from our school. The Black Abyss side is very clean."

Bruce sighed deeply.

This matter was really ironic.

The Black Abyss School, which had defected from the Twilight Council, had no spies inside!

On the contrary, there were many spies in the other schools of the White Chess Council. The White Chess School was the hardest hit area.

Ukosa grinned after hearing this, seeming very happy.

It would be strange if the Black Abyss School had spies!

His group of people had defected in the first place to be spies!

Many important members, including himself, were the leaders of the spies!

These people had completely switched sides.

Including Yingtao and others who were secretly placed in the White Chess Academy, they had also switched sides! Completely severing ties with Twilight.

After switching sides, these leaders took their list and cleaned up the inside.

It would be strange if they could still catch a bunch of spies.

Yingtao said from the side, "To satisfy that evil god, the Twilight Council really made a big move this time."

It was unknown who the evil god in Yingtao's mouth was, but the losses of both Twilight and the White Chess Council were very serious this time.

The White Chess Council lost a large number of new blood. And the Twilight Council lost a large number of spies.

And after Master Zoita fled in disgrace, half of those Tier 1 Twilight wizards who fled afterward were also killed by Ukosa and Bruce, and the rest were being hunted down by the Black Abyss professors.

Bruce said, "Hmph, I disagreed when I heard that the Twilight wizards were applying to join. After the council approved it, some people even didn't let you participate. They were worried that you would join forces with the Twilight wizards. Now that it has been investigated, those who opposed it were either fools or bad guys (spies)."

Shaking his head, Bruce said, "If you hadn't joined this time, I'm afraid few of the new generation from the various schools participating in this trial would have survived."

Lilith, the Siren, and that little guy who helped her plant trees in Lilith's confession. Greatly restrained the descent of the two god servants.

And the Siren, after following Lilith and crippling a god servant, helped the rescue team enter the forbidden area smoothly in a bizarre and illogical way.

Riddles, that was the Siren's power. As long as the riddle could be guessed, the riddle would surely come true.

After hearing Bruce's words, Ukosa's face showed a bit of embarrassment.

Angel... or rather Lilith, was exposed. Not only was she exposed, but she also confessed a lot of people!

That damn girl... Fortunately, he had been anonymously funding her, otherwise he would have been implicated.

However, the White Chess Council did not investigate the matter deeply. After all, everyone was just turning a blind eye to Lilith's existence, without participating in the evil deeds she had done before. And the funding was only for her to survive.

Moreover, although Lilith had done a lot of bad things, they were mainly extortion, blackmail, kidnapping, and theft of mysterious creatures.

She never killed when she kidnapped. Therefore, the losses were mainly economic.

Although Lilith was sent to Alaca Prison for study and reform because of her previous misdeeds, she saved many people this time. After the two god servants were contained, this disaster could no longer spread beyond the 'Land of Ending'.

Otherwise, it would have been a land of red earth for thousands of miles.

With such great merit, the council would not make things difficult for her.