This momentum...

A Level 2 wizard! It's a Level 2 wizard!

Everyone turned around instantly, all eyes fixed on Morin.

"Maolin Olsen...he...he is a second-level wizard..." Hart staggered and stood up from the ground, holding his chest. He looked at Maolin with fear and disbelief in his eyes.

After receiving Wenger's order, Hart was about to take action to subdue Morin, but in the next moment, powerful wizard energy burst out from Morin's body, and then a spell was cast at him. Hart was unable to resist at all and flew backwards immediately.

Hart felt a pang of fear when he thought of the scene just now.

A second-level wizard.

The wizard leaders looked at Morin who was standing quietly, feeling the vast wizard energy in Morin, and their faces changed suddenly.

"Level 2 wizard, how is this possible?"

"According to the data, Maureen Olsen only has the strength of liquefaction..."

"My God, what did I see, such a young second-level wizard..."

The expressions on the wizard leaders' faces kept changing. They looked at each other, their lips moving silently, and they were communicating rapidly.

Morin stood there quietly. He was dressed in a black robe and looked like a silently burning black sun.

After returning to the headquarters of the Wizard Academy Alliance, Morin used the Void Eclipse to conceal himself, so no one knew his strength and thought he was still a first-level liquefied wizard.

Morin raised his eyes, glanced at the wizards around him, and said, "Why, do you still want to judge me?"

The wizard leaders did not speak. Thinking of the previous discussion about how to punish and discipline Morin, the expressions on their faces suddenly became very interesting.

"Maureen Olsen, even if you are a second-level wizard, you have betrayed the interests of the alliance, so you still have to receive the due punishment."

Wenger's face looked solemn. After Morin displayed the strength of a second-level wizard, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Maureen, you still have to die!" Wenger said coldly.

"No, Wenger, this shouldn't be the case." Orens suddenly spoke up. He was one of the only three Level 2 wizards in the Wizard Academy Alliance and had a special voice in the entire Wizard Academy Alliance. He said, "Although Wizard Morin betrayed the alliance's information, it's possible that Wizard Morin had his own difficulties at the time, so we have to consider this matter carefully."

"How about this, we will change the result of the trial and only require Wizard Morin to compensate for the losses caused by his actions."

With just a few words, Orens completely changed the outcome of the trial.

Wenger frowned and wanted to say something, but next to Wenger, Dennis nodded with a look of approval on his face and said, "Yes, Orens is right."

"I agree with what Orens said."

Wenger's face completely sank.

He didn't expect that in just a short moment, not only Dennis, but also Orens, changed their minds.

But this is also normal. If they were just trying a liquefied wizard, Orens and Dennis would agree with the trial result just now. Even if the liquefied wizard was a master of alchemy, he was just a liquefied wizard. But a second-level wizard is different. He is a powerful wizard comparable to them.

The difference between a first-level liquefied wizard and a second-level wizard is really too great. The way to deal with a first-level liquefied wizard is simply impossible to apply to a second-level wizard.

And Morin is very young, which is also something worth considering.

"Okay, sure. The outcome of the trial can be changed. However, if Morin only compensates for the damage he caused, it would be too easy. The punishment should be heavier."

Wenger took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. After all, he didn't want to offend Orens and Dennis. You know, in the entire Wizard Academy Alliance, there are only three level two wizards.

However, this does not mean that Wenger will let it go so easily.

"Because of Morin Olsen, our High Ring White Tower suffered the greatest loss and the most wizards died. Therefore, I want Morin Olsen to serve our High Ring White Tower for free for fifty years. During these fifty years, he must execute all the orders of our High Ring White Tower!"

Wenger said coldly.

Orens and Dennis frowned, then they looked at each other, nodded, and said, "Okay."

"Well, that's it." Orens turned around, looked at Morin, and said, "Wizard Morin, from now on, you will serve the High Ring White Tower until fifty years later, when you can regain your freedom. This is our punishment and discipline for you."

"That's right."

Dennis nodded slightly.

When the other wizard leaders heard this judgment, they couldn't help but show strange expressions on their faces.

Before it all started, no one could have imagined that things would turn out like this, but it seems that although things have had many twists and turns, in the end, it is finally coming to an end.

At this time, Mo Lin's faint voice rang out.

"You are trying me, and you want me to accept the so-called trial result..." Mo Lin's mouth curled up slightly, and said, "It's really ridiculous."

Boom! A powerful aura rose from Morin's body, stirring in the air, like a dragon or snake dancing across the sky.

"I never came here to accept your so-called trial." Morin walked forward slowly. As he approached step by step, his aura gradually became stronger. He said, "I didn't expect that you would do such a ridiculous thing."

"Trial? Let me die? In name, I serve the White Tower of Gaohuan, but in reality, I will be a slave of the White Tower of Gaohuan for fifty years?"

"How is that possible!"

Before he finished speaking, Morin suddenly swung his hand forward, and suddenly countless tiny winds rushed out from his hand, making a violent hissing sound in the air, and began to tear madly at the wizards in charge around him.

In an instant, the entire small secret space became dark and hazy, as if one had instantly arrived in the dim and desolate underworld.

Dark wind ring!

The wizard leaders shouted and tried to resist the black whirlwinds that seemed to be everywhere. Everyone was shocked and angry, because no one expected that when everything seemed to have been settled, Morin would suddenly take action.

"Oh my god, Maureen Olsen, he, he..."

"Damn it, this witchcraft is so powerful. Is this the power of a second-level witchcraft? Even the aftermath is so terrifying?"

The wizard leaders were shocked and furious.

"Morin, how dare you attack!" Wenger's eyes showed an extremely surprised look, and then, a hint of ferocity appeared in his eyes.

Very good, take action against all the top leaders of the Wizarding Academy Alliance. Maureen Olsen is courting death, no wizard leader will let him go!

"Molin, you are so brave!"

"How dare you! Maureen Olsen, we've already given you a chance, and now you're courting death!"

A faint halo of energy particles emanated from Orens and Dennis, blocking all the black winds, but the expressions on their faces were very ugly.

However, at this time, everyone felt something was wrong.

Morin was floating in the air. Beside him, there were huge purple-black fireballs. The purple-black fireballs kept burning fiercely, emitting terrifyingly high temperatures, making the entire space blurry.

"So many dark erosion fireballs are my gifts to you. I hope you can bear them." Morin looked at the many wizards below, curled his lips slightly and revealed a sneer.

Then, he pressed his palm down slightly.

Boom! It was as if countless meteorites fell from the sky, and the air began to vibrate violently and stir. In an instant, those huge purple-black dark erosion fireballs smashed down towards the wizard masters below.

Bang, bang, bang! Energy particles surged, and the horrific screams of many wizards came over.

Soon, the scene below was revealed again.

Many luxurious high-backed benches turned into rubble and scattered everywhere. The wizard leaders fell to the ground, covered in blood, wailing and screaming.

Swish, swish, swish! Wenger and Dennis Orens instantly appeared in mid-air, surrounding Morin in the middle.

"Maureen Olsen, you're dead!" Dennis said almost gritting his teeth as he looked at the scene below.

Orens didn't say anything, but his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip from it, which undoubtedly showed his true mood at the moment.

Wenger sneered, "Molin, Morin, you should have just accepted the result of the trial, but you deliberately sought death, so you can't blame anyone else."

Bang! Several translucent black energy spikes twisted and entangled towards Wenger. When they got close to Wenger and the others, the energy spikes suddenly exploded, making Wenger and Dennis extremely embarrassed.

"Now that we've already started, there's no need to waste time talking." As energy particles flashed in the air, Morin's body slowly appeared.

His palm was slightly open, and a dark black ball was floating above his palm, emitting a faint light, with light and dark interweaving endlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Morin waved his hand, and the dark black ball in his hand emitted three translucent energy chains, which suddenly wrapped around Wenger, Orens and others.

The attack was too fast and too sudden, and Wenger and his team could only dodge it awkwardly.

Wenger and Orens were extremely angry. They joined forces and cast powerful spells to attack Morin, wanting to kill him completely. However, the results shocked them because Morin always easily avoided or defeated the spells that attacked him.

Up to now, Morin was safe and sound without any injury, but they had wasted a lot of wizard energy in vain.

"Damn it, Maureen Olsen, how come he is so strong..."

Wenger and Dennis Orens looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

With a bang, another huge purple-black fireball flew over. Wenger and the others screamed and quickly retreated to the side.

Morin looked at Wenger and the others. His face looked calm, but he was thinking about the strength comparison between him and Wenger and the others.

The reason why Morin dared to take action was not complicated. First, Wenger and Orens were injured in Doomsday Ridge and have not recovered yet. He was facing only three second-level wizards whose strength could not be fully exerted. Of course, the second most important reason was his confidence in his own strength.

After all, Morin is an ancient wizard who has merged the bloodlines of the Son of Purgatory and the Mirage of the Void.

A gleam of scarlet light flew out from Morin's eyes and landed on Wenger's body, causing a layer of crystal seal to appear on Wenger's body, sealing Wenger's entire body.

Morin's body was swayed to one side in the air, causing Orens to cast a spell and fall into the air. He then waved his hand and swung out countless densely packed tiny dark red fireballs. Then Morin's mind moved, and those dark red energy fireballs rushed towards Orens and Dennis.

After those dark red energy fireballs dissipated, the figures of Dennis and Orens reappeared in the air. They were in a very miserable state. Not only were their faces pale and their clothes torn, but their auras were also extremely disordered.

"Cough... cough cough... wait a minute... Wizard Morin, please wait a minute... can... can we talk?" Orens looked at Morin who was about to release his magic, his body trembled, and he quickly opened his mouth and shouted.

"Oh? Talk?"

There was a burst of black and red flames flowing in Morin's palm. Hearing what Orens said, Morin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Yes, we feel that what we did this time was wrong, so we are willing to compensate you, Wizard Morin." Dennis said quickly.

He was very anxious, and it was obvious that after the fight with Morin, he was completely scared.

Compensation? "Then tell me about your compensation." Mo Lin showed a hint of interest on his face.

Orens finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes moved and he saw the sealed Wenger. He said, "Respected Wizard Morin, before we discuss this, can you remove your spell and release Wenger? After all, he is also a member of our Wizard Academy Alliance..."

Crackling.

A slight sound was heard, and the crystal seal shattered into countless pieces. Then, black and red purgatory fire appeared out of nowhere and burned all the pieces cleanly.

Nothing at all.

Not only the crystal seal, but also Wenger inside it was gone.

He is dead.

Orens' voice suddenly stopped. He looked at the empty void with a dull and confused look on his face.

"Okay, go on talking." Morin said calmly.

Orens and Dennis looked at each other, forced out an extremely stiff smile, and said, "Okay...Okay..."