"gather!"
"Everyone, assemble, assemble!"
In the hall, the lights were bright, casting a faint light.
The surroundings were still very dark.
A black-robed wizard shouted. He floated in the air, looking coldly at the slightly flustered wizard apprentices who gathered from all directions below, and said, "You are going to participate in the secret trial. Come here quickly. Do you hear me?"
"Okay, Sis, be quiet and don't scare them."
An old voice was heard, and the dark energy particles around it surged, forming a shadow of an old man shrouded in a halo in the air.
"I'm Ogulet, Ogulet Jones, the ruler of the Dark Forest." The old man's black robe was painted with intricate patterns. His hair and beard were all white. His face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were bright and full of spirit. He said, "We have no choice but to let you participate in the secret realm trial. After all, we don't want your lives to be harmed."
"In order to ensure your safety, we have prepared some things as gifts for you before you leave, to guarantee your safety."
"Children of the Dark Forest, I hope you can survive."
Ogulite's voice echoed all around.
As soon as he finished speaking, a flock of crows flew down from the sky and landed in front of each wizard apprentice.
Then the crows exploded with a bang, forming black bags that floated in front of the apprentices.
The apprentices were slightly agitated.
But they soon calmed down, fell silent, picked up the cloth bag and began to look at it.
"There are several explosive potions and healing potions, as well as a map..." After Morin opened the black bag and took a look, he knew what was inside.
The map should be a map of the secret realm, but it is very simple, with only a general description of the area. The explosive potion in the bag is quite powerful for ordinary wizard apprentices, but for Morin, it is a little unworthy.
What made Morin somewhat relieved was that the two or three healing potions were good and powerful, and they should have been made by a formal wizard.
In the hall, the apprentices looked at the contents of the black bag, with various expressions on their faces.
"Okay, now, kids, let's go." Ogulit's voice came.
Following Ogulite's instructions, the apprentices walked out of the dark forest and came outside.
There were carriages outside. The carriages were gray and had circles of dark energy particles flashing. The carriages also had no wheels, but had four gray wings.
The horses pulling the cart kept roaring, emitting low roars like thunder. They used the sharp horns on their heads to dig into the ground, and from time to time they would reveal their fiery red eyes and the dense black scales all over their bodies.
Obviously, this is a creature that has been transformed by witchcraft.
There were several wizards standing at the door. They didn't say anything, but looked at the apprentice with strange eyes.
"Okay, get in the car."
The black-robed wizard Sith shouted loudly, his voice full of coldness.
The apprentices did not dare to delay and got on the carriage. Not long after, they felt dark energy particles surging continuously. The entire carriage was dark, and only the apprentices' eyes flashed from time to time.
Sitting in the carriage, it seemed as if there was nothing in front of me.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and finally, the entire carriage stopped.
"Okay, come down." Sis said coldly.
The apprentices were silent and slowly walked out of the carriage.
"It finally came out."
The sunlight was warm, but Morin subconsciously raised his hand to block the sunlight. After staying in the carriage for a long time, such sunlight was already dazzling to him.
He gathered with the wizard apprentices of the Mirkwood and stood aside, motionless.
"People from other forces are coming."
Morin turned his gaze and looked to the side, sizing him up.
The people next to them were a group of young boys and girls, wearing green robes and emitting wizard energy fluctuations of varying strengths. They were wizard apprentices of the Blue Ring.
"Jason." The leader of the Blue Ring was a very young man with a faint smile on his face and a graceful demeanor. He was calling out a person's name.
"Arka."
Jason's deep voice came over, which was considered a response.
He was a middle-aged man with a thick beard and a dignified face. Jason placed his palm on the cane and squeezed it hard from time to time, showing his hot temper.
At this time, Jason stood in front of many apprentices of Hard Castle who were wearing well-fitting white clothes. He was the wizard of Hard Castle and the leader of many wizard apprentices.
"Ogulit and the old guy from the Bone Tower are here." Alka, the leader of the Blue Ring, said softly with a charming demeanor.
Jason looked over and saw that not far away, Ogullet was standing with a tall man covered in a blood-red robe and with a layer of bone mask on his face. They seemed to be communicating something.
Behind that man stood many silent Bone Tower wizard apprentices. It was obvious that the man was the master of the Bone Tower.
"Hey, these black robes."
Jason sneered.
He looked to the other side, his eyes flashing with ill intent, and said: "However, compared to the black robes, these dark elves are really troublesome."
On the other side, many men and women wearing exquisite leather armor and robes stood together. They had fair skin, delicate faces, and handsome looks. From time to time, they would reveal their deep blue, almost black eyes, but the wizard energy fluctuations on their bodies were very strong, which showed their powerful strength.
In front of them stood a middle-aged woman who was dressed simply but gave people a fatal temptation. She smiled slightly, pursed her red lips, and was full of charm.
"Eve?" Arka was stunned, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and said, "She is one of the few Night Mothers among the dark elves. I didn't expect that this time, she also brought so many dark elves here."
Suddenly, a light mist surged over and the surroundings became blurry.
A group of young boys and girls looked hazy, as if they had walked out of the fog, giving people a hazy illusion.
"Sorry, we are late." In front of these young boys and girls, there stood a figure whose whole body was shrouded in mist and whose face could not be seen at all. He raised his head and made a hoarse voice.
They are the people of the misty maze.
Everything that was supposed to happen has happened, and now the surroundings have become eerily quiet.
"Okay, now that we're all here, let's get started."
Ogullet's voice came over, he floated in the air, his eyes swept over Jason, Eve, Alka and others one by one.
Jason and the others didn't say much. They joined together and began to make arrangements around them. Soon, with a low sound of witchcraft spells, several doors glowing gray appeared nearby.
"Okay, these doors lead to the secret realm, so go in."
Jason slammed his cane to the ground.
The leaders of the black wizards and the white wizards, as well as the Night Mother Eve of the dark elves, said a few words to the apprentices and the dark elves, and then let them enter the secret realm.
"Line up, line up, and go in one by one!"
Jason waved.
The apprentices lined up in an orderly manner. No matter what they thought, they could only remain silent and slowly walk forward.
Slowly, their figures sank into the gray light gate and were swallowed by it.
There are only a few leaders left outside, and they are also the top ones in their respective forces.
"I wonder how many wizard apprentices will die in there this time." Alka sighed softly.
"But isn't this fair? If you want a soul rich in wizard energy, pure, young and vibrant, of course you have to start with a wizard apprentice." Eve smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, her eyes moving, very touching.
"That's right. By letting those apprentices fight each other, we can not only obtain fresh souls rich in wizard energy, but also obtain more elite apprentices after elimination. This is really the best of both worlds."
Ogulit shook his head and said this. The master of the Bone Tower next to him had a bone mask on his face, and his expression could not be seen. But at this moment, everyone felt that he smiled and agreed with Ogulit's words.
"Hmph, the black robe is indeed worthy of being called a black robe!" Jason snorted coldly.
"Why? Jason, don't you want anything else in there?"
Ogulite asked back with a smile in his eyes.
Jason was choked when he heard this. He didn't say anything, but he exerted force on the cane with his palm. Blue veins appeared on the back of his palm, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.
"Okay, don't tell me. We can use this method to make the thing in the secret realm grow, and use the results of the apprentices' fight as the standard for resolving the dispute. Isn't that great?"
"There must be a way to resolve the hatred we have accumulated."
Eve giggled charmingly. She had come out to smooth things over.
Jason snorted again and stopped talking.
There was silence all around.
Ogulite and the master of the Bone Tower looked at each other and smiled.
"The things inside, the things inside..." Ogulit thought to himself.
Although the things inside are extremely valuable to ordinary wizards, and can even be said to be the key to a wizard's promotion, they are of little use to him as a second-level wizard.
On the surface, everyone wants to get something from it, but in reality, the powerful leaders are just using it as a cover.
All those who know about it are concerned about the secrets hidden behind that thing.
That thing was just a trigger.
Whether it is the White Wizard or the Black Wizard Organization, these terrible leaders almost all already know the truth, they are just waiting.
"By the way, recently, I heard that the legendary extremely powerful and terrifying warlock organization, the Silver Soul Hand, has appeared. It's really strange. Haven't they disappeared for many years, or even become extinct in the Parsis subcontinent?"
"And they have re-elected a powerful son of Gintama, whose bloodline actually comes from the powerful, mysterious and chaotic Purgatory World."
"Purgatory world?"
"Someone actually possesses the bloodline of an extremely powerful creature in the Purgatory World?"
Ogulit thought of something and couldn't help but feel confused.
On the other side, the Dark Elves' Night Mother Eve looked at the many silent and powerful rulers. She remained expressionless and smiled on her face, but in her heart, she felt a strong pressure.
"Human wizards are really too powerful. We dark elves cannot resist them directly." Eve sighed in her heart.
She turned her head and looked at the hazy gray door of light. A glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in her eyes. She said, "With this opportunity, maybe, maybe, Freya can get the blood seal stone. As long as she succeeds, combined with the preparations we have made over the years, then everything will be fine."
"Freya, you must succeed."
Eve prayed silently in her heart.
On the surface, she came here for that thing, but in fact, she also had other purposes.
Morin didn't know that outside the gray light gate, the powerful rulers had different thoughts.
After a faint gray light flashed, Morin felt dizzy, his head and feet became light, and his body kept swaying.
When he recovered and looked around again, he found that he had appeared in the secret realm.