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Trial Canyon.
The environment in the Trial Canyon was designed based on an ancient battlefield. In the canyon, ruins destroyed by war can be seen everywhere. Even after countless years, these ruins still retain mysterious energy fluctuations, and traces of broken magic arrays can be vaguely seen.
Because humans have not set foot here for a long time, the wild grass here has grown wildly to more than one person tall. If you are far away, even if a person hides in the grass, you can't see it at all.
now.
Inside the canyon.
In a half-collapsed stone hall, a group of young men wearing uniforms of different professions were gathering together to discuss in low voices under the cover of the broken walls.
There were about twenty people in this group. The young man in the lead was wearing a red magic robe. He had a handsome face and a noble temperament. He was Prince Charles, the favorite disciple of the Royal Saint Mage Andrew of the Empire of Light—the Prince of Light.
"Your Highness, Stuart is not an easy person to deal with." A yellow-robed magician standing next to Prince Charles, who seemed to be his confidant, whispered, "A place like Trial Canyon is the best place to work together. There are a lot of people in the Magic Academy, and most of them have a good relationship with Stuart. There is no guarantee that they will not join hands to help him gain points. We must not slack off at all."
"You are right." Prince Charles nodded slightly, then narrowed his eyes slightly, "However, Karen Glacier and Lawrence Cambre are not simple people either. We must not be careless."
"Your concerns are justified. As a high-level sea siren, Karen Glacier is alone, but the blood talent of a high-level sea siren is extraordinary and his combat power is strong. He should not be underestimated." The yellow-robed magician nodded in agreement. "The same goes for Lawrence. I still don't know his true strength..."
Before he could finish his words, a cold snort suddenly came to his ears.
"who?!"
Everyone was startled and immediately changed their formation and entered a state of alert without even talking.
In the center of the security circle, Prince Charles' heart moved and he suddenly looked down at his feet.
The abandoned stone temple where they were located was located at a very high altitude. It was not only highly concealed, but also had an excellent view. It was not easy to get close to them without being noticed, unless...
"Boom~"
Just as Prince Charles lowered his head, a loud roar was heard, and the ground paved with huge stones under his feet shook violently, and then was instantly blown into pieces.
Everyone was startled and dodged quickly. Even Prince Charles was forced to retreat several steps.
The flying rubble still carried the lingering scent of magic, and everyone had to use their own methods to resist the flying rocks. For a moment, they were in a panic and looked quite embarrassed.
"Damn it, who is so arrogant..."
A young man managed to block a huge rock that was flying towards him, but his face was still covered with dust. He couldn't help but get angry and rushed over to curse.
Unexpectedly.
Just as he rushed to the edge of the pit, the young man's face changed drastically, and he instantly retreated at a speed even faster than when he rushed over.
I saw a group of people slowly walking out of the big pit created by the explosion, stepping on the rubble.
These people were wearing the same standard professional equipment as them, with a total number of about 20 to 30 people, and their momentum was no less than that of the group in the hall.