The Great Wizard suddenly stopped Moya?

Not only the people in the audience, but even most of the wizards standing on the stage had a blank look in their eyes.

Even Moya himself and Edward, who thought he was going to die, fell into a brief silence.

Be quiet.

It's so quiet that it's a little dead silent.

Gradually, everyone focused their eyes on the same place.

Not Moya, not Boya, not Edward or any other wizard.

It was an old man gasping for air.

——The one who shouted to Mo Ya to stay was this old man whose mental strength could not even reach the level of a senior apprentice.

"Rex, don't worry, if you have anything to say, you can say it slowly."

Bo Ye on the side looked at the panting old man, smiled and walked down the stone platform to the other party's side, while casting a life witchcraft for the old man to strengthen his physique, while soothing the other party's emotions with a gentle voice full of magnetism.

Moya looked at Boye, then at the old man named Rex, and the thoughts in his head began to spin wildly.

What exactly does a Grand Wizard do?

This old man was also arranged in advance?

No, no, judging from the other party's expression, it was obvious that he didn't expect this scene at all.

Rex, Rex......

Where do you seem to have seen this name?

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed through Mo Ya's mind, and a large number of details that he had previously ignored were instantly connected.

Moya's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head up, looked into the distance, and then looked at the great wizard standing in the audience, his hands and feet gradually cold.

Wrong, wrong, all wrong!

He hadn't guessed what Boye really thought!

He had been trying to use this incident to warn some wizards, but only now did he suddenly react, from the beginning, this man named Boye Lells had never really cared about the reactions of wizards!

- From beginning to end, his eyes have always been on the group of ordinary people and apprentices in the audience!

But what do you want to do? What the hell does the Great Wizard want to do?

Offstage, an old man named Rex quickly recovered under the wizard's sorcery, while a fine layer of cold sweat oozed from Moya's forehead standing on the stage.

Moya felt his lips dry a little, his throat squirming slightly, and his breathing gradually stagnant.

He had vaguely guessed the purpose of the Great Wizard, but because of this, he couldn't believe it even more!

However, the truth may be ......

I saw that the old man wiped the sweat from his head, and after taking a deep breath, he raised his head, but there was an incomparably clear gaze on his wrinkled face, he looked at Boye, and pleaded with the other party in an extremely firm tone:

"Honorable Great Wizard, I am a scholar of the School of Life, and I implore you if you can kill His Excellency Edward, the Wizard of Resurrection, now."

The old man's voice was not loud, but it still stunned the people standing in the front row and the wizards on the stage.

Is this interceding for Edward?

Some looked at Rex, frowning slightly.

Moya, on the other hand, sighed and closed her eyes.

He's already seen the results.

Rex's kind of eyes, although the brilliance in his pupils was clouded by his age, Moya would never mistake that kind of look.

That's definitely not a plea, it's ......

"Your Excellency, I hope you will allow us to risk your own lives to challenge Edward, the Wizard of Resurrection!"

- The eyes of a challenger who is willing to gamble everything.

Rex's words were specially amplified by the great wizard using witchcraft, and the old but full of anger echoed in the sky above the venue.

For a moment, everyone except Moya and Boye froze.

They looked at Rex, as if wondering if they had misheard.

The same was true of Edward, who was kneeling on the ground, who looked at Rex in the audience in a daze, as if he didn't realize what the other party was saying.

But the old Rex didn't seem to care about any of this, and looked at Boye with a solemn expression, waiting for his reply.

"I want to know, what exactly do you mean by challenge?"

Boye looked at Rex and said with a smile.

"Will the Grand Wizard agree with me to speak to His Excellency Wizard Edward on this point?"

Regus said without humility or arrogance, and Boye smiled slightly when he saw the other party's appearance.

"Absolutely."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to get out of the way, and at the same time glanced in Edward's direction, only to see that the sealing witchcraft on Edward's body, including the witchcraft used to suppress the opponent's mental power and magic power, had been lifted.

This stunned Edward, but just as he was about to run away, Boye's voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"It's up to you to accept his challenge, or to be killed by me now."

When Edward heard this, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to say more, so he had to look at Rex in front of him with unkind eyes.

"You just said you wanted to challenge me?"

"Yes, Lord Edward."

"Hehe, why do you think I would accept your challenge, or rather, what qualifications do you have to challenge me!"

Edward looked at the aged Rex and said disdainfully, just then, Boye's voice suddenly sounded.

"If you agree to his challenge, I can pledge in my honor that I will not take your fault again."

Hearing this, Edward's pupils shrank, and he turned his head suddenly, staring at Boye.

"Boye, are you sure!"

"Naturally, since they are willing to use their lives as bargaining chips, then I will naturally respect their choice."

Boye nodded, and at the same time glanced at Edward, and said in a somewhat cold tone:

"Of course, if you lose, I'll put you to death on the spot."

Edward's expression changed when he heard this, and Rex bowed to Boye with a grateful expression.

"Tell me, what exactly are you going to challenge?"

Edward asked Rex in an unkind tone, but the old man took a deep breath, bent down, and said to Edward in a respectful tone:

"Your Excellency Edward, I, and my disciples, would like to have a competition with you, and the content of the competition will be based on your research!

I disagree with your earlier statement that a person who doesn't have the talent to be a wizard is useless, but I'm well aware that I, not even a veteran apprentice, can't convince you in the same powerful way as Wizard Moya.

Therefore, we have chosen to defend the dignity of those of us who are not shamans in our own way! ”

The sonorous and powerful voice came into everyone's ears, whether it was a wizard or an apprentice, including those ordinary people who had not yet started, their expressions were moved to varying degrees when they heard this.

Edward looked at the old and weak Rex in front of him, and was stunned by the momentum of the other party's body for a while.

But then, a look of anger appeared on his face, as if he was ashamed that he had been frightened by a fellow who was not even a senior apprentice.

"Heh, defending dignity? But your approach is so stupid that it makes people laugh, you don't think that the group of ordinary people behind you alone can compete with a transcendent wizard! ”

Edward sneered and looked behind Rex with disdain, only to see that behind the other party, there were more than a dozen people who looked like they were all middle-aged or older, and without exception, all of them were wizard apprentices, and none of them had reached the level of official wizards.

These are the disciples in Rex's mouth, who just squeezed out of the crowd and rushed over one after another.

"No, no, maybe I should thank you."

Suddenly, Edward seemed to think of something, and said with a smile.

That's right, a bunch of guys who aren't even wizards are planning to test his research against him? There is no suspense about this kind of thing.

The content of the competition is a research that he is extremely familiar with, and he is an extraordinary wizard with amazing physical fitness and computing power that is not at the same level as mortals, and he has more than two hundred years of accumulation.

In this case, Edward couldn't find a reason to lose to the group of people in front of him!

"No, Wizard Edward, you're mistaken."

Rex suddenly put his legs together and said with a solemn expression.

"It's not fair that there won't be so many people competing with you."

As he spoke, two people took the initiative to stand up behind Rex, one was a middle-aged man who looked quite strong, and the other was an old man with gray hair who looked about the same age as Rex.

"This competition can be participated in by the three of us."

Just three people? Too much is unfair to him?

Hearing Rex say such a thing so seriously, Edward inexplicably burst out of anger in his mind, and he laughed angrily for a while.

"Good, good! Just let me see what you're capable of! ”

……

An hour later.

The sudden turn of events complicated the situation at the Trial.

People suddenly found that the execution meeting, which was originally thought to be resolved in one morning, has now inexplicably turned into a huge academic competition.

With research as the content of the bet, it is certainly not possible to distinguish the results in a while, and there are still many wizards present, and it only took less than half an hour to successfully complete the transformation of the venue.

“”

I saw that with the Tower of Truth as the center, a circle of rock walls rose directly, and a huge semi-circular field was constructed, which looked like a large arena for knights to try.

In the center of the field, the corpses of the twelve wizards who had been executed were placed.

The wizards stood in the Tower of Truth with Boye, while the people from the City of Truth sat in rows of seats in the semicircular arena.

The remaining Redeeming Wizards, who had not yet been executed, were bound to the gates of the Tower of Truth and kept on their knees.

"Wizard Edward, can I begin?"

Rex asked Edward.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with my side."

"Then let's start our competition."

"No problem."

After speaking, Edward looked at the six corpses in front of him, and his expression gradually changed.

A calm and rational temperament emanated from him.

When he really entered the state of research, the Edward's method suddenly changed as if he were a person.

A large amount of papyrus began to float into the air in an orderly manner, part of which was filled with dense symbols and numbers, which were some of the data he had studied and collated, and there was an identical copy on both sides of this data.

More of a blank slate, which he had prepared to record some of the data for the next test.

With the memory of an extraordinary wizard, there was no need for such a thing for a long time, but Edward, as a researcher, although he was abandoned after joining the Redemption faction, still maintained the habit of recording everything accurately.

Ignoring the gazes of others and the situation on Rex's side, Edward instantly entered a state of distraction.

scalpel, dissecting dish, tweezers...... The instruments dance with precision under the control of magic.

Then there was the sorcery to prevent the corpse from decomposing, and then the sorcery of life to strengthen the flesh, and at the same time, the supernatural wizard-level psychic power began to observe the situation of the corpse in great detail, and compared the data in the brain at high speed.

When officially in the state, Edward is like a precise puppet, and under the control of his brain, his body does not make half superfluous movements.

Precise, efficient, and pleasing to the eye.

The eyes of many people in the audience were unconsciously attracted by Edward's side.

Even though they hated Edward, a considerable number of the people present had been exposed to the wizarding system since childhood, and had been exposed to various knowledge.

Therefore, when I saw Edward's research, I easily perceived the "beauty" that existed in the other party's research, and gradually became addicted to it.

In comparison, Rex's side is much more rudimentary.

Because of their limited mental power, they were unable to use a lot of witchcraft to aid their research like Edward, and every step had to be carefully carried out manually.

Scratch the corpse little by little, experiment with embalming and life witchcraft in the witchcraft props prepared in advance, and the collected data must be carefully and repeatedly checked to prevent errors.

Compared with Edward's side, the research process of the three Rex can be said to be extremely simple, and even some people who originally had confidence in Rex gradually broke out in a cold sweat.

When they really see the difference between ordinary people and extraordinary wizards in the research process, many people suddenly realize that there is indeed an unattainable hard gap between the two in terms of the ease of knowledge inquiry.

Steps that transcendent wizards can accomplish with a single thought, ordinary people may have to be cautiously busy for minutes.

Time passed bit by bit.

Edward's eyes began to twinkle with excitement.

It's perfect!

He had never felt like he was in such good shape for a moment, and the inspiration in his head kept coming, and complex puzzles could be solved like papyrus with a little thought.

How long has it been since I've experienced this feeling? Fifty years? Or a hundred years?

It seems that since he chose to join the redemption faction, he has never been in this state again.

But this time was different.

That's right, that's right!

This time we will succeed!

A flush gradually appeared on Edward's face, and he seemed to be very excited.

He could feel it.

I feel it very clearly!

Truth is beckoning to itself!

The brain seems to be moaning frantically, constantly exclaiming, 'Ah, that's how it is.'"

Edward felt himself in a state of detachment, as if he were a musician, finishing up a piece of music that had been missing.

Gradually, Edward lost track of time and was immersed in his research, until night crept on, when Edward suddenly slapped the bench and shouted excitedly:

"I made it! A new theory of the use of life energy! I found it! ”

Then, he glanced at the three people on the other side who were studying in the light of illumination, and a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, how could useless ordinary people be comparable to wizards?

Edward, looking up at Boye, who was standing in the Tower of Truth, shouted at the other:

"Boye! See? It's me who won! They've already lost! ”

"Edward, you seem to have gotten something wrong? The duration of this contest is seven days, not if you have the results in advance. ”

Boye glanced at Edward and said calmly.

"It doesn't make sense at all! I've figured out the answer! Even if they finally come up with the result, it is me who is faster than them, and I still win! ”

"Meaningless? Edward, who told you that your answer must be right? ”

Boye still replied to Edward in that flat tone.

"What do you mean, Boye! Are you trying to say that my conclusions are wrong? Are you kidding! ”

"You seem to have forgotten the need to be quiet in your research, Edward, and I don't mind doing it sooner rather than later."

Boye looked at Edward, who looked furious, and didn't seem to care about the other party at all, but warned him very directly.

Hearing this, Edward's face turned to the side, and his eyes showed strong unwillingness and resentment, but he still honestly closed his mouth, sat cross-legged, and forcibly kept himself quiet by immersing himself in meditation.

The clock goes on.

By the dawn of the next day, the crowd on stage had changed.

Ordinary people and apprentices have limited energy, and it is impossible to stay here all day, but the wizards on the stage barely moved, standing there from beginning to end, quietly watching the research process of the three Rex.

For wizards, a week of not eating or drinking is almost a daily routine, and if you are really hungry, you can drink a cornerstone potion.

But the length of this competition still surprised many people, but it felt reasonable.

The three Rex were not wizards, but three old apprentices who couldn't do sleepless research, so they spent eight hours a day sleeping, eating, and excreting.

And because it is three people, when there is a dispute, the three often have to discuss for half an hour to determine a conclusion.

Therefore, it was not until the afternoon of the sixth day that Rex finally took a thick step of papyrus, walked to the bottom of the Tower of Truth, and shouted:

"Your Excellency, our research is over."

"Good."

Beyer smiled and slowly flew to the ground, took the draft handed by Rex, glanced at it, smiled lightly, and walked in front of Edward.

"Edward, what about yours?"

Hearing this, Edward opened his eyes, glanced disdainfully at the heavy papyrus in Boye's hand, and then put his conclusion into the hands of the other party, and at the same time sneered:

"Boye, what's the point of you playing these tricks in the end, you don't think that with a few ordinary people who are about to walk into the coffin, you can defeat a transcendent wizard in wisdom, right?"

Boye ignored Edward's sarcasm, and calmly accepted the conclusion handed by the other party.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the atmosphere on the field began to gradually become heavy.

Many people subconsciously held their breath, while others showed pessimistic eyes.

After these six days, many people thought that it was impossible for Rex to win Edward.

Some of the people who had been friends with Rex even closed their eyes in reluctance.

There are only a handful of people on the field who still have absolute trust when they look at Rex.

That's Rex's disciples, and... Moya stands in the Tower of Truth.

As for Yamu? On the third day, the guy slipped away on the pretext of urgency.

With the abilities of the mythical wizard of Beya, it is not too difficult to come to a conclusion when the conclusion has been seen and there are comparisons.

So, twenty minutes later, Boye calmly raised his head, looked at Edward, and in the incredulous gaze of Edward and a large number of people, said the result in a cold tone:

"Edward, you've lost."