Chapter 374 Great Melee

The contest announced by Wizard Norren instantly ignited the flames in the hearts of all the eligible wizards.

The number of wizards below level six present was quite considerable, and with the juniors brought by several level seven wizards who came with Norren, there were nearly a hundred people in total.

Although some of the first and second-level wizards who knew they were not strong enough voluntarily gave up their participation, more than sixty people still made it to the competition.

With so many participants, ranging from level three to level five, their respective combat styles and research interests are vastly different.

Traditional tournaments simply cannot fairly reflect their true skill level.

After a moment's thought, Wizard Norn made a simple and brutal decision that perfectly suited his wizarding style—a free-for-all!

Anyway, they were currently in Anton Buchanan's private dimension, which had plenty of space.

The wizard Norn strolled out of the palace, casually circling his silver wand over the vast grasslands and hills in the distance.

In an instant, an invisible yet clearly perceptible vast boundary was outlined, forming a huge circular area with a diameter of over a thousand kilometers.

This is the "stage" for this competition.

The rules are extremely simple: all participants are randomly thrown into this area, and the free-for-all begins.

There are no allies, and no rules except for not being able to intentionally kill. The only person left standing in the area is the winner, who wins the coveted "scapegoat doll".

This model is indeed somewhat disadvantageous for positional warfare wizards who need time to set up large magic arrays and construct permanent fortifications.

However, it cannot be denied that this is precisely the closest to the real-world battlefield environment—the enemy will not give you time to prepare calmly.

Therefore, this plan was approved by almost all the participants.

Norn the wizard said no more, and gently tapped his wand.

Jemin felt a violent fluctuation in the spatial power around him, and the scene before him instantly blurred and distorted.

When he could see his surroundings again, he found himself in an unfamiliar hilly area, with strange, knee-high grasses emitting a faint glow under his feet.

"Phase Space!"

Almost the instant he landed, Jemin activated spatial magic without a second thought.

His figure blurred for a moment, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, silently slipping into the gap between the prime plane and the phase space, completely "disappearing" from the material world.

After concealing himself, Jemin's mind began to work at lightning speed, devising a strategy.

Jemin had a clear understanding of himself; he was indeed very strong, but the wizards who came this time were all geniuses among geniuses.

In particular, just now I sensed no less than ten level-five wizard auras!

In this chaotic battle that brought together dozens of genius wizards of the same or even higher level, Jemin knew that he was not the one who had a complete advantage.

In the event of an encounter, with the elite team of black giant priests within his inner space and his own spatial magic, he was confident of defeating any level five wizard in a one-on-one battle.

Even when facing an attack from two or three level-five wizards at the same time, relying on the Black Giant Legion's suddenness and the mobility of spatial magic, they might not necessarily be defeated—after all, there are not many "outcasts" like him who can carry an army with them.

Although cannon fodder units are species specifically modified for combat, they still need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves, and require adjustment and maintenance even in peacetime.

Therefore, most wizards' "cannon fodder" units are only packed up and taken away during dimensional wars, and cannot be deployed so flexibly.

But Jemin's weaknesses are equally obvious.

If the battle drags on for too long, giving the opponent enough time to deploy the Wizard Tower phantom, set up rune arrays, or allow the enemy to figure out the Black Giant's combat patterns and make countermeasures, then he will almost certainly lose.

After all, his true level has not yet broken through to level four, and there is still a qualitative gap between him and a true level five wizard in terms of absolute energy reserves and instantaneous mobilization of magic.

"We must act swiftly! With overwhelming force, we must eliminate the most threatening Level 5 wizards first!" Jemin quickly determined the core tactic.

Once the threat at the top level is resolved, dealing with the remaining level three and four wizards will be much easier for him.

With a clear strategy, action was immediately taken.

He briefly left the phase space, and with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of "Surveyors" about the length of an arm scattered silently like a disturbed swarm of bees, beginning a carpet search of the vast competition area.

He then disappeared into the gap in space once more.

Here, he confidently and boldly began to stack various buffs on himself.

The speed-enhancing spell artifact bracelet was put on, instantly boosting perception and reaction speed by dozens of times, at the cost of accelerated cellular aging and a subtle stinging pain from the depths of the soul.

He drank several bottles of potions that shimmered with different lights in one gulp, and his mental power expanded and solidified like the surface of a lake where pebbles had been thrown in.

He generously bestowed upon himself layers of protective magical light that enhanced his physical strength, elemental resistance, and mental defense, like layers of armor.

“Spatial magic is indeed exceptionally good at concealment and self-protection,” Jemin remarked again as he cast the spell.

If this were outside, such frequent and intense energy fluctuations would have been detected long ago.

But under the protection of this phase space, all fluctuations are perfectly isolated.

This can be considered one of his advantages, as he is able to make various preparations in advance to arm himself.

At this moment, Jemin, who was in the spatial gap, was surrounded by colorful magical aura, and he looked like a human neon light, which was extremely dazzling.

However, to the outside world, Jemin still showed no signs of emotion.

Because he was completely enclosed in a spatial gap, conventional active reconnaissance methods became ineffective, but this did not stump Jemin.

Although other energy fluctuations were masked, the field of vision itself was not affected, which means that the passive reconnaissance methods that enhance vision were not completely ineffective.

After bestowing upon himself various reconnaissance-type spells such as "Life Vision," "Thermal Energy Perception," and "Elemental Tracking," he began to move at high speed through the phase space like a ghost, searching for traces of his prey.

Soon, through the soul link, he sensed that the signal of a shuttle located in the northwest direction had suddenly disappeared!

"Found it!"

A glint flashed in Jemin's eyes, and he immediately sped off in the direction where the signal had disappeared.

At the same time, with a thought, he commanded all the patrollers in the vicinity to converge on the same location from all directions, like sharks smelling blood.

Traveling through phase space, it only took a short while for Jemin to arrive at the target area.

Through the spatial barrier, he could clearly "see" the figure standing on the bank of a rushing lava river.

He was a male wizard wearing a dark red robe with runes, surrounded by scorching fire elemental light, clearly a level five wizard who was proficient in fire-related laws.

He had just casually unleashed a lava ray, turning another shuttle that had just arrived but got too close into ashes.

He was scanning his surroundings warily, realizing that he had been exposed.

A cold smile curled at the corners of Jieming's mouth.

Luckily, the first target was a "big fish" that deserved to be eliminated first.

(End of this chapter)