"But...... I still have one more doubt......"

One of the female second-level wizards frowned, hesitated for a moment, and still said what was in her heart: "Capturing the Sacred Pearl Fragment can be described as a matter that shakes the foundation for the wizarding academy...... If we do this, the guys behind the Wizarding Academy Alliance won't sit idly by...... If they make a move......"

She visibly asked the rest of the group about their concerns, and the five second-level wizards all looked at Gles with cautious expressions.

"You don't have to worry about that...... Griez replied slowly, "The Lord of the Fangs and the Lord of the Blood Shadow will take care of all this......"

"With their level, they won't make a move easily, even if it's a matter like the seizure of the Sacred Bead Shard," Grith continued......, adding, "The game between them involves the whole body, and there are too many constraints, so it's not worth worrying about." ”

As soon as Grith finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong sense of heat emanating from the originally cold bronze heptagonal ring in his palm.

"Finally ......" Grise's eyes instantly filled with a look of madness, he lowered his voice, but seemed to roar, "It's finally done......!"

The bronze heptagonal ring in Grise's hand was thrown out at once.

Wow!

A silver crack suddenly cracked open from the void.

"Let's go!"

A terrifying aura erupted from Gles's body and he shouted loudly.

......

"Tower".

The ritual of sacrificing the bead was still going on slowly.

Watching the fragments of the holy beads munching on one sacrifice after another, the hearts of Jartings and several patriarchs became more and more reassured.

Suddenly, the hearts of Jartings and the others trembled.

Several breaths of strong oppression suddenly appeared outside the 'tower', like a sudden thunderstorm, which caught people off guard!

Jartings' face changed drastically, and a thought came to his mind that he didn't want to admit - enemy attack!

"There's an enemy attack!"

"Damn Fanged Bloodshadow!"

Jartings didn't care about the sacrifice of the holy bead at this moment, and the whole person suddenly fell into a state of madness.

"What the hell is going wrong with that link?!" the thoughts in Jartings' mind raced rapidly, but the situation was now too much for him to think about.

"How could this be!?They actually passed directly through the Lavillette ban outside the academy?!"

Delos shouted loudly.

"Don't care why!" Jatins immediately made a decision, quickly calmed down, and his temperament as the leader of the academy instantly emanated, and he said quickly and methodically, "The sacrifice of the Holy Pearl has begun, and it can't be interrupted at all!" But now that the situation is urgent, we have no way to dodge, so ......"

Thundered!

The 'tower' suddenly let out a loud tremble.

"Oh no! they're attacking the tower's ban!"

Norensius said suddenly, with an anxious look on his face.

"Can't hesitate!" Jatins suddenly burst out, "Delos, you stay here and continue to preside over the ritual of the sacrifice of the Holy Pearl, and the rest of the people, follow me out to meet the Fanged Blood Shadow!"

"I'd better stay here!"

As soon as Jatins' voice fell, Norenxiu instantly put forward a new opinion: "When I was guiding the consciousness of the Holy Pearl just now, my spiritual power and magic power were overdrawn, and it is estimated that I will be unable to do it when I fight. ”

"It's good!"

Jartins did not doubt him, and no one showed disdain for Norenxiu, they had ruled the Shadow Forest together for so many years, and they had long been familiar with each other's hearts, and Norrenxiu was definitely not a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Let's go!"

The figures of Jartings and the others flickered for a while, and disappeared in an instant from the ritual of sacrificing the Holy Pearl.

"Bronze Sir Grise!!"

Jatins' angry voice came from the void.

A streamer flashed, instantly resisting the destructive fireball that was about to hit the 'tower'.

"Oh, so fast?"

With a wave of his hand, the other five second-level wizards quickly stopped.

Jartings and Gleeth each stood at the head of their own camp, and the two momentum were-for-tat!

"Long time no see, Dean Jartings!"

Grise's temperament went from crazy to gentlemanly, and it only took a moment.

"Aren't you afraid of the adults behind the alliance making a move?" Jartings looked calm, his tone threatening.

Hearing this, Gleeth suddenly grinned, but under the cover of the bronze mask, he could only see the corners of his crooked eyes: "You don't need to use this to intimidate me...... The Lord of Fangs and the Lord of Blood Shadow are also always ready, do you think they dare to act rashly?"

"What!?"

Not only Jatins, but Delos and the others behind him also looked solemn.

The highest-ranking rulers of the Fanged Blood Shadow, the Lord of the Fangs and the Lord of the Blood Shadow, are actually planning to sit in for this operation!?

For wizards of that level, every decision will affect the historical direction of the Xingtong Continent!

"Jartings!"

Gleeth suddenly raised his voice: "You still don't have any suspicions?!"

"Doubtful?"

Jartins' face changed suddenly, and the thought that he had deliberately skipped resurfaced in his mind.

"Do you think our presence was just an accident!?" Grise's voice was thick with bewilderment, "Wrong, if it weren't for your internal traitors, how could we have come here so smoothly?!"

"Shut up!"

It's not that Jartings doesn't doubt it, but in the current situation, throwing out the question of a traitor is undoubtedly a major blow to internal trust!

Grise's words stopped, but the elders of the Shadow Forest turned pale with explanations, and even subconsciously distanced themselves from their friends.

"Don't listen to his provocations!"

Seeing this, Jartins knew that he was on the verge of danger at this moment, and if the internal trust collapsed, not only would the Holy Pearl fragments be lost, but even a few of their elders would have to die!

"We've been working together for hundreds of years!Aren't we familiar with each other's minds?!" there was a calm air in Jatins's tone, "Besides, what do you think can tempt us people?!Defecting to the Fangs and Blood Shadow, can we get everything better than we do now!?"

As soon as Jartings said this, the atmosphere that was originally on the verge of fragmentation was instantly restored.

Although the scene was still a little weird, the faces of several elders had also eased.

"Jartings is right!" Delos said quickly.

Every patriarch present was not a fool, although they suspected that there were traitors among the patriarchs, but they all pretended not to mind, as if they were friends who could fight each other's lives. It's not because they really believe Jartins, it's because, if they have a mustard because of it, they all have to die!

Profit first! Life first!

Wizards of this level have measured the gains and losses to the extreme.