Vane pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, and there were more onlookers than the goblins just now. In the middle of the crowd was a large clearing paved with gray and white rock slabs, and strangely no one was to be seen.

"Oh!" as the crowd let out an exclamation, a man suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Vane, startling him back a little. It was a young man with long dark gray hair, who looked no more than twenty-four or five years old, dressed in dark clothes and a black cloak, and holding a staff about a meter long, with intricate inscriptions carved on it, and a number of gems inlaid on the head of the staff, which looked extremely gorgeous.

Could this be invisibility? But stealth can't be without any flaws, even the senior magicians in the magic academy who specialize in teaching dark magic, as their bodies move, there will be some inconspicuous fluctuations and distortions in the air, but Vane is sure that he didn't see anything just now. Could it be that the young man in front of him had cultivated stealth to such an extent? It was unbelievable. Vane shook his head in confusion and stopped thinking about it.

The gray-haired young man smiled at Vane, then slowly walked back to the center of the field. Vane felt as if he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember.

"What I performed just now was stealth, a mid-level dark spell, which couldn't be easier for the great magicians of the Floating City. The young man said with a confident smile.

He turned out to be the Great Magician of the Floating City? Shouldn't the Great Magician be an old man with a white beard? The shock in Vane's heart was incomprehensible, thinking that he had not even passed the junior magician examination, he felt a wave of powerlessness, and how ridiculous his efforts looked in the face of the insurmountable gap of talent.

"Due to the busy affairs of the Wizards' Guild, this performance has to end early, please understand. I'm going to perform one last spell for you – Fork Lightning, an intermediate light magic spell that's also a very simple one. As he spoke, he pointed his staff in his right hand and pointed it into the air, and his left hand quickly rummaged through the small bag on his waist while muttering something in his mouth.

It was a bit far away, and Vane couldn't hear the incantation he was chanting, but it was strange that as a great magician, he needed to hold the magic herbs in his hands. Only magic apprentices do this, in order to better integrate magic herbs and magic particles in the air into the magic to increase the chance of success, and a true mage can perceive all this with powerful mental power.

Torrents of electricity leaped at the staff's head, making a sizzling sound as if it were about to tear through the air. The blue light grew stronger and stronger, drowning the young great magician's whole body, and even the sunlight could only temporarily avoid its edge, a hundred times stronger than the effect that Vane had barely cast before! The light suddenly rushed into the sky, forming several thick and twisted lightning bolts between the heavens and the earth, and then disappeared without a trace, but no one doubted that they could easily kill a few of the strongest bears.

Vane felt that his eyes were a little insufficient, he had never seen such powerful magic, not because of the high level of magic, but because he could exert the power of an intermediate magic to the same level as high-level magic. Is this the strength of the Great Magician?

The crowd slowly dispersed amid the excitement of discussion, and the young archmage packed his bags and prepared to leave.

"Master, please wait a minute. Vane stepped forward and said.

"Oh, young magician, what's the matter?" he looked at Vane with a smile.

"Master, I heard you're from Floating City?" Vane asked expectantly.

"That's right, I'm a great mage from Floating City, one of the directors of the Wizards' Guild Headquarters. Now I have to rush back to deal with some important business, so I can only answer you one question. The young man's face was solemn, with a hint of apprehension.

"What did you just hold in your bag with your left hand?"

"This ...... Hahaha, did you see that?" the young "Grand Magician" clutched his stomach and laughed, laughing as if tears were about to come out.

He waited for a while before he stopped and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help it, it's too hard to pretend to be a great magician. Actually, I'm not from Floating City, and I'm not a great magician. I'm York, the deputy head of the Obojar branch of the Sorcerers' Guild. What I went to get just now was actually a magic scroll, and I thought I had deceived you. As he spoke, he wiped his tears from his eyes on his stiff and deformed face.

Vane didn't speak, he remembered that he had indeed seen this gray-black haired young man when he took the junior mage exam that day. However, Vane was in no mood to continue communicating with him now.

As he was about to take his leave, York said, "Are you going to ask about Floating City?" and Vane nodded heavily.

"Although I'm not from Floating City, this Miracle Day performance has something to do with Floating City. York's stiff face had recovered, and he said with a somewhat solemn expression.

Vane unconsciously took a deep breath, and his body tensed.

"Those magic scrolls for the show were actually made by some of the great magicians in the Floating City, do you think I can have such scrolls?" "The magicians of Floating City don't seem to have time for the show, so they commissioned the Obohar branch to do it, and it fell to me. If you want to know more, you'd better ask Minister Rostry. ”

After thanking York and saying goodbye, Vane walked aimlessly through the noisy square. Nothing seems to have been easy lately, starting with the unusualness of the mages and beasts of Obohar from the Bard Hill, and then the absence of the mages of the Floating City on this Miracle Day. It is not known where those magicians have gone, but apparently they don't want to attract attention.

"Vane!" Elena waved excitedly in the crowd not far away, and was walking towards Vane with Ace, or rather crowding over—there were too many people.

"Whew, there are so many people!Vane, what are you looking at here?" Elena and Ise were both excited, probably because it was a woman's nature.

"I don't know. By the way, what about Felder and Simpson?" Vane asked.

"They were still there looking at the strange inventions of the goblins, and Felder seemed to have become obsessed with goblin technology. Elena laughed.

"Get out of the way!" the crowd quieted down, and people looked at the place where the sound was coming from. The crowd parted in half, and with the sound of low, neat steps, two well-armed guards were walking towards Vane.