He saw a young and handsome mage standing on the back of the dragon. On his left chest, the symbol of the Alcott Empire was engraved.
The trial-takers of the two empires!
They were even more shocked than when they saw the Dark Church summon the Saint-level magic beast Fenrir!
Louis saw the young mage smile at him.
Then the mage said, "Hand over all the magic beast essence crystals, and you can live."
Louis raised his eyebrows and was about to draw his knight's longsword to fight.
Suddenly, two black shadows fell from the sky and rolled to Louis' feet.
Looking down, Louis' expression was dull.
The head of Ernesto!
And the heart of the saint-level magic beast Fenrir!
...
Outside the Magical Beast Forest, a few saint-level masters were waiting.
As the days passed, the faces of Harriet and Fred became more and more gloomy.
From the moment the so-called head point rule was set, one could almost foresee the tragedy of this year's four-nation trial.
Harriet suddenly regretted making a bet with Ulysses.
Ulysses had a casual smile on his face from the very beginning. It was a kind of confidence that everything was under control.
Harriet Terrence had never been able to see through this disciple of his.
Ulysses had always had his own independent thoughts since he had just stepped into the path of magic.
He was arrogant, proud, and outstanding. Everything was self-centered.
He could spend days and nights without rest in his magical research, and he could experiment with his new magic without emotion with an innocent wanderer.
Before Ulysses graduated from the Tulip Academy of Magic, he had always addressed himself respectfully as a teacher, but Harriet knew that Ulysses had never considered himself a teacher.
He was just a path and a ladder for Ulysses to climb up.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})"Someone is coming out."
A few saint-level powerhouses looked in the direction of the exit of the Magical Beast Forest.
A figure slowly walked out.
His face was firm.
Fred called out in a low voice in pleasant surprise, "Don Quixote!"
He was a trial-taker from the two empires.
Ulysses revealed a strange smile on his face, "What a lucky young man."
Quixote's expression turned slightly ugly.
The trial time had yet to arrive, but Quixote had already appeared. There was only one possibility.
He had been expelled by the other trial-takers.
However, he still heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.
As the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the Yheng Empire, it was already considered lucky for him to be able to survive.
"There are still people."
Their eyes focused.
They saw trial-takers appearing behind Don Quixote one after another.
They were all students from the two empires, knights and mages.
They followed behind Don Quixote and walked out in groups of more than twenty.
Harriet Terrence and Fred exchanged a glance. From their initial shock, they gradually became surprised, and even a little surprised.
"Stephanie, Stuart, Gemini Star..."
All the genius students who could be called by their names came out in good condition. They were in good condition. They did not expect the tragic situation that they had imagined would happen.
The indifferent smile on Ulysses' face gradually disappeared.
"It seems that there is more than one lucky person."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Grover's face was ugly. He cursed in a low voice, "What on Earth is Ernesto doing in there? He actually let so much trash come out alive. Is he an idiot?!"
"Director."
"Sir Fred."
The trial-takers from the two empires went forward and greeted Harriet and Fred respectively.
Even though they had only just figured out the reason, Fred could not help but ask, "Why did he come out earlier?"
Don Quixote had a strange expression on his face as he said, "Because there's no need to continue staying in there."
Harriet understood in his heart and consoled, "It's fine. Even if you didn't obtain any points, you've already done very well to come out alive."
The trial-takers from the two empires looked at each other, not knowing how to explain.
Archbishop Saroyan suddenly let out a few soft laughs.
Ulysses and Grover also had looks of ridicule on their faces.
In their opinion, these trial-takers who had left the Magical Beast Forest early must have met someone from the Church of Light and had been forced to hand over all the magical beast essence crystals on their bodies. Only then could they possibly be expelled alive.
From a certain perspective, this was indeed a form of good luck.
"No, we have points!" A voice sounded. It was the somewhat angry Stephanie.
Archbishop Saroyan nodded and said, "According to Louis' personality, he really doesn't care about magic beast essence crystals below tier 6."
"Hahaha!"
Wanton laughter sounded.
Stephanie's face was red from holding back. She angrily took out a bag and threw it on the ground.
Dense and clear sounds were heard.
Magic beast essence crystals of various colors were scattered all over the ground.
The other trial-takers also took out a few pockets and poured them on the ground.
Over a hundred magical beast essence crystals piled up on the ground into a small pile of essence crystals.
The few saint-level cultivators were stunned.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Fifth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and two or three egg-sized magical beast essence crystals of the eighth rank that were shining with a strange luster.
Although the vast majority were of the fifth and sixth rank.
But a rough calculation showed that they had at least a thousand points.
"This is impossible!"
Grover and Saroyan cried out almost at the same time, surprised and confused.
Under the rules of the human head-hunting ground, more than twenty people walked out of the Magical Beast Forest alive, and they were actually able to bring out a magical beast core that was worth more than a thousand points.
How did this group of people do it?!
Did they not meet the trial-takers of the two Holy See all this time?!
Stephanie's face revealed a hint of satisfaction. She looked at the two saint-level cultivators arrogantly and did not look like she was explaining.
Harriet Terrence and Fred were completely surprised.
"Very good! Very good!"
Fred, who usually did not smile, complimented them. One could imagine the joy in his heart.
With over a thousand points, even if they lost, they would not lose too badly.
Harriet Terrence came to his senses and asked anxiously, "Where's Joelson? Why didn't he come out with you?"
Everyone looked at Don Quixote. Don Quixote thought for a moment and said, "Joelson, he said he still has things to do."
Harrieterrence let out a long sigh of relief.
Joelson was still alive. This was the best news.
Saroyan and Grover had lost all their smiles and were staring at the Forest of Warcraft, waiting for the next group to come out.
Ulysses' eyes sparkled, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Over the next two days, more and more people came out of the forest.
There are no exceptions. They are all candidates from the two empires.
These men were far more discomfited than Don Quixote and his men, and some were wounded.
But the faces of the two holy orders did not look much better.
They're all from Warcraft.
This part of the trial was separated from Don Quixote and the others at the beginning, and then the news of the street magic communication crystal carefully ran out of the Forest of Warcraft.
