Level seven people will not show up easily. They usually serve as the heads of the family. There are only one or two level seven people active outside.
Generally, level sevens are preparing for level eight, and they work hard to comprehend the rules in order to reach level eight as quickly as possible. There are almost no exceptions. Just look at Dolai himself to know how difficult level eight is.
Unless necessary, ordinary level sevens will not come out to do things. In this world where level eights do not come out, it is already remarkable for an ordinary organization to be able to spare one or two level sevens to be in charge. The Alexander family can send two level sevens to be in charge, which is already very arrogant in the imperial capital.
But Dolai is also level seven and very powerful. With just one strike, he destroyed all of Toby's confidence. On the verge of life and death, he could only choose to retreat. If he couldn't win, he couldn't win. There was no excuse for that.
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The square at the entrance of the maze.
Dole stood on the high platform with a cold gaze, looking coldly at all the other organizations that withdrew from inside, his eyes full of mysterious murderous intent.
Most of those coming out of the maze world were level five and six. They were originally dissatisfied, but under the cold gaze of a level seven, they could only stand aside and wait for their leader to come out.
Not long after, Dolai encountered a level seven.
The white light dissipated, revealing a figure, who was a member of Edward's family. He did not join the Glory Wizard Alliance, but existed as an independent person. As soon as he came out, he stared straight at Usbul.
Usbul's eyes were flat, and he immediately looked disdainful.
If it was Toby, he could still respect him a little, after all, he was the heir of an ancient family and had considerable strength, but few of these level seven nobles could fight.
Edward's man only saw Dole at this time. He didn't know Dole, but he saw that the other person was very young.
When he felt the power of the other party, he was a little surprised. Who is this young level seven?
He quickly thought of a legend and the news he had just received.
Toby was nearly killed by a blow from the young man in front of him. Was it he who made the decision?
He walked forward slowly and asked calmly, "May I ask Director Usbul, was this decision made by the Honorable Wizarding Union, or was it made by someone else? Why did they set such a rule? This is not in line with our original agreement."
Usbul smiled faintly, "This is naturally based on the regulations of the Honorable Wizard Alliance. Please ask Honorary President Dolai for details."
He turned his head and looked at Dolai, and said solemnly, "Honorary President Dolai? Excuse me, is this decision hasty?"
Dolai had already thought of the wording. He narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly in a low voice, "The Glory Empire is at war with the Nightmare Empire. Most of the high-end combat forces have gone to the front, and the rear is poorly managed. A group of cats and dogs have appeared in the maze world, corrupting the rules of the Glory Wizard Alliance. After reporting to President Vasily, this president decided to cut the number of people entering the Glory Wizard Alliance's maze world to facilitate management and prevent some bad apples. What, your Edward family wants to make decisions for certain people?"
The man was stunned. It turned out that someone from Alexander had offended this man. This man was so angry that he wanted to take action against everyone?
He said with a stiff face, "No, I just want to ask if the decision is made by the Honorable Wizard Union. Does Honorary President Dolai have such great power?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dolai sneered, "The high-level forces of the Glory Wizard Alliance and the Imperial Mage Corps are not here, so it is normal to screen out some of the secret realm personnel under their jurisdiction. I am here today, and I represent the Glory Wizard Alliance. Anyone who disagrees can stand up now."
He swung his hand casually, and a huge black sickle that exuded a terrifying aura of death and darkness appeared in his hand. A layer of faint white light covered the blade, and wherever the blade passed, the space was gently cut apart.
When the sickle came out, its sharpness was unmatched. Everyone in the square felt their hair stand on end, as if they were about to face a catastrophic disaster.
Sharp, sharp, and indescribable sense of separation appears on everyone.
After Dolai took out the sickle, he immediately said to Usbul beside him, "Notify everyone and let all forces make a choice in half an hour. If they can't make a choice, I will go in and help them make the choice myself."
Usbul gave Dole a thumbs up and was slightly shocked when he saw the huge black sickle in his hand.
Attaching the space rune to the sickle, although this can also be done through certain alchemical props, it is clearly witchcraft.
The perfect combination of witchcraft nodes and runes is simply following in the old footsteps of President Vasily. This method can be told to President Vasily and he can learn from it.
Shocked, it's no wonder that Toby was defeated directly after this slash. With one slash, the space was torn apart. Without sufficient energy support, no one below level eight could withstand it.
He nodded. With Dolai in charge, he could do things with confidence. He immediately said, "I will notify the Wushen family to come out."
The people of Edward's family didn't dare to speak at this time. The black sickle and the unparalleled madness made even the space tremble. It looked like witchcraft, but in fact it was a combination of witchcraft and alchemy. After this blow, it was no wonder that Toby fell to his knees and admitted defeat.
If you don't admit defeat you will die.
The maze world is so small that it cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of the other seven levels. Everyone knows what happened to Toby.
At this moment, the people of the Wushen family appeared from the white light, saw the situation in the surrounding square, saw the big sickle in Dole's hand, and cursed in their hearts. Why should the people of the Alexander family pay for the wrong things they did?
Damn it.
The seventh level of the Wushen family originally wanted to fight for one or two, but after seeing the sickle in Dolai's hand, he immediately thought a lot, this witchcraft is really terrible. With this knife, except for desperately increasing the energy density and solidity of the space, there is almost nothing else he can do. Under the rupture of space, everyone will die. Moreover, he can do this, of course, he has the support of the Glory Wizard Alliance. Maybe the ancestor of the Imperial Mage Corps is standing next to him. He just sensed the breath of the Fire King ancestor.
However, the Wushen family is not a pushover.
As soon as he came out, he thought for half a minute, then looked at Dolai and said, "Honorary President Dolai, I am Grod from the Witch God Family of the Northern Kingdom. We support the resolution of the Glorious Wizard Alliance, but we will report this matter to the Witch God Family truthfully."
Dolai took a glance and gently swung the black sickle in his hand. A space wave spread in all directions, and the terrifying sharp edge of space cutting was released wantonly in the surroundings.
Feeling this, everyone's expression changed slightly, especially Glod.
Dolai looked at him with a fake smile, "Why, are you threatening me?"
Grod took two steps back and didn't dare to move forward. There was a space magic circle around him. If Dolai attacked directly, he would really be unable to escape.
"I don't dare."
"If you don't dare, shut up."
Duolai felt a little proud, as he had been feeling very inflated recently. However, he had the capital to be inflated, because his silicon-based clone was almost completed. As long as the silicon-based clone was successful, he would not be afraid of anyone below level eight. Even if it was level eight, he could still contend with one or two.
Although it was only a year since he reached level seven, a year was enough time for a lot of things to happen for a research-oriented wizard like him.