Joelson looked to the side. It was the middle-aged mage who was arguing with the others.
"What's going on? We've been waiting here for almost half a month. Why are we giving the quota to someone else?!"
"That's right! Are you asking us to wait for another half a month?!"
A few mages looked angry and unconvinced.
"We have all paid magic crystal coins!"
The middle-aged mage replied coldly, "The Mage Union will soon return all your magic crystal coins. Wait for the next batch."
"This is not fair!"
The middle-aged mage could not be bothered with them. He shook them off and walked in front of Joelson. He said respectfully, "Sir Joelson, that's enough."
Joelson nodded. He glanced at the group of mages whose eyes were filled with jealousy, dissatisfaction, and anger. He, Frederick, and Elin walked into the teleportation array and disappeared in a flash of silver light.
The mages who had been forced to cut the line were still making noise.
The middle-aged mage frowned. He did not want to bother with them at first, but he could not help but want to say a few more words.
"Do you know who just entered?"
The few mages were stunned.
"Oh, right. You've been here for half a month and you still don't know what has happened in the capital recently."
"Let me tell you. Three days ago, the silver hand of the Church of Light came to the capital to challenge all the young experts in the city. After that, someone defeated the Lion Grand Swordmaster, the Black Light Grand Swordmaster, the five proud saint-level disciples, and the silver hand on the dueling platform by himself. And that person."
The middle-aged mage sneered and said indifferently, "His name is Joelson Edward, a ninth-level three-elemental mage and a peak ninth-level knight. He's the one who forcibly occupied all your spots."
"Fair? In this world, identity, strength, and talent are the greatest fairness."
The middle-aged mage shook his head and said coldly, "Unfortunately, you don't have any of these."
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The rest of the mages stood rooted to the ground.
Their expressions kept changing, from the initial humiliation and unwillingness to shock and astonishment.
Looking at the magic array, he whispered, "How is this possible? He looks so young."
..
In the gorgeous room, the floor was covered with a thick velvet carpet, and the walls were hung with all kinds of expensive decorations.
A magic crystal the size of a human head was hanging on the ceiling. It acted as a magic lamp, emitting a soft light.
Nicholas slowly walked into the room.
The beautiful violet flower turned around and called out in surprise, "Father."
Soon, she asked again, "Edward, didn't he come?"
Nicholas replied, "He came. He should have arrived at the Land of Heritage by now."
Isabelle's expression quickly fell, and a hint of dissatisfaction and anger appeared on her face. She casually swiped the crystal necklace on her hand onto the ground.
"He actually doesn't want to see me."
Nicholas frowned slightly and said, "Isabelle."
"I'm fine, Father."
Isabelle shook her head, and her face returned to its usual noble and cold look.
"When will Franklin be back?"
Nicholas whispered, "Franklin's first trip to the sanctum will probably take at least half a year."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"Yes, Father," Isabelle responded and turned around to get dressed in front of the mirror.
Nicholas thought for a moment and couldn't help but say, "Isabelle, beauty is a gift from God. You shouldn't rely on it."
"Isn't this what you want to see, Father?"
Isabelle looked at herself in the mirror and said in a low voice, "The Violet Blade, the Golden Lion, the authority of God, and now there's another Jonathan Edward. Father, which one do you like better?"
Isabelle turned around and sneered, "Do you want them all to be my subjects?"
Nicholas could not help but frown, "Isabelle, you are going too far!"
Isabelle lifted a strand of purple hair on her shoulder and sighed, "This is my fate. Unlike her, who can escape from this annoying place without any scruples."
Isabelle's eyes revealed deep envy and disgust.
Nicholas fell silent.
After a long time, he turned around and left.
"I will get her back as soon as possible."
..
Joelson felt countless colors, countless rays of light flashing before his eyes.
His body seemed to be weightless. After an extremely long and seemingly short period of time, the ground beneath his feet felt hard again.
"New elemental energy detected."
The system's voice sounded in his mind, and Joelson blinked.
"The top prize pool is opening."
"Space dragon, time dragon, join the prize pool."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Joelson's heart was beating wildly, and he wanted nothing more than to return to the space of the Dragon God Ranch immediately.
But there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were sizing up the scene in front of him.
It was also a room of similar size.
A young mage with a silver magic badge on his chest looked at the few of them in surprise. He asked in surprise, "Eh? Why are there only three people teleported this time?"
The young mage was puzzled, but he immediately felt relieved after the young mage took out Nicholas' purple-gold badge.
"Sir, please follow me."
This was a branch of the Imperial Mage Union. When they went out, a vast and shocking scene appeared in front of the young mage.
The red sky was high and vast.
The sun seemed to be very far away, hidden in the dusky clouds.
At a glance, it was an extremely vast Gobi plain, with almost no end in sight.
What occupied Joelson's field of vision was an extremely tall stone pillar.
It was so thick that hundreds of people could not even wrap their arms around it, and the top of it sank into the clouds.
A faint light enveloped the entire stone pillar, making it very spectacular.
"This! This is the pillar of stars."
The young mage introduced the Pillar of stars to Joelson in a slightly proud tone.
Joelson narrowed his eyes and looked over carefully.
He only saw countless rays of starlight surrounding the entire stone pillar. They swirled slightly, and they were of different sizes.
The higher they went, the brighter the rays of starlight became.
"The pillar of stars has been engraved with all the geniuses of the various races on the continent for nearly five thousand years. Every person who can manifest a star on the pillar of Stars is a super-genius that has been recognized by the Pillar of Stars."
"No one knows how high the star pillar is, but the stronger the radiance of the stars and the higher the position on the star pillar, it means that his talent is also stronger."
The young mage pointed at a few more eye-catching stars on the star pillar, using a tone of worship and admiration, he said, "Do you see? "They represent Lord Franklin of the Violet Blade, Oswede of the Golden Lion, and Chesterton of the Authority of God. Their stars have similar radiance. Even in the long history, they are also extremely outstanding geniuses."
