After leaving Gorsaâs wizard tower, Wizard Murphy appeared high up on the Sighing Wall.
âLord Murphy!â
âLord Murphy!â
Passing patrol wizards all respectfully bowed to Murphy.
They bowed with fervor and sincerity, looking at this great wizard who had selflessly dedicated over a hundred years to Stat Continent.
Wizard Murphy hadnât established wizard forces like Frim and Alick, always leading wizards to resist black tides. This had protected Stat Continentâs peace for so many years.
So regardless of which faction they belonged to, wizards were very respectful toward Wizard Murphy.
Murphy paid no attention to these wizards, only quietly gazing at the distant sea.
A black tide had just passed, and the Sighing Wall had lost quite a few wizards. Fortunately, this black tideâs intensity wasnât high, so their losses were still within acceptable limits.
âCurrent lower-rank wizards grow too slowly.â Someone was discussing in the distance. They hadnât seen Murphy, but Murphy could clearly hear their voices.
âAnother wizard tower has become vacant. But no new third-rank wizards have come to report.â
âIn my opinion, we should implement the advancement pathway law again. Those who canât advance shouldnât continue wasting our resources. Forcibly make those who havenât advanced to third-level apprentice by age 30, and those who havenât become true wizards by age 50, into cornerstones of the Sighing Wall.â
Cornerstones were just a nicer name for cannon fodder.
The one saying this was a first-rank wizard.
If it were a second-rank wizard, they would have added âif you havenât become a second-rank wizard by a certain ageâ and such words.
Murphy chuckled softly and shook his head.
âAll such willful fellows.â He looked at the sea, where several ugly and bizarre large birds soared above the surface, preparing to pick at meat scraps for dinner.
âWhy canât I be willful for once?â
Murphy murmured.
Gorsa hadnât stayed at the Sighing Wall long. After hearing Murphyâs suggestion, he left alone.
His only conscience was probably bringing the Heywood siblings back inside the Sighing Wall.
To prevent them from dying in monster invasions.
The wizards of the Sighing Wall watched Gorsaâs departing figure, not knowing where he was going, but before leaving, Gorsa had said he would return within three years and participate in the next black tide assault as scheduled.
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It was because of his promise that no one stepped forward to stop Gorsa from leaving.
The Sighing Wall wizards didnât know where Gorsa would go, but some people were very clear.
Murphy was one who knew.
Two days ago, Gorsa had received a letter.
Although Murphy hadnât seen that letter, he knew its contents.
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Saul put away the parchment and looked again at the metal nameplate on his experimental table.
He had just analyzed another part of the Soul-Fixing Needleâs magic formation and gained some understanding of how the Soul-Fixing Needle worked.
âThis method can indeed help pull people back from the edge of mutation. But itâs too domineering in useâit would probably drive people crazy for a while. Whether they can be saved afterward depends on the personâs spiritual body strength.â
Suddenly, a completely unconcealed mental power fluctuation came from around the corridor corner.
That fluctuation was domineering, powerful, and carried extremely strong aggression.
Saul immediately put away all the metal nameplates in his hands and stood up.
âChief Frim?â
After half a month, Saul finally saw the culprit who had imprisoned him.
The other wasnât currently in the form of a warm yellow light sphere, but a middle-aged man with skin so pale he looked like a dead person.
Tall and expressionless, with golden medium-length hair softly pressed against his face.
He looked like a rigid, serious aristocratic gentleman.
He walked before Saul and said straightforwardly, âHow did you seal the Storm Eye?â
âThe Ice Lock magic for sealing Storm Eyes should have already been submitted to you.â
âIce Lock can seal Storm Eyes, but cannot save people already mutated by black tides. You were overflowing with black tide back thenâthe Storm Eye must have been inside your body. How did you survive?â
Many wizards present had indeed seen this at the time. But no one pursued it afterward. After all, Saul had relied on himself to become third-rank, owed nothing to the other two factions, and had even saved other wizards.
And because Flame Lord, Wind Sprite, and Dreammakerâthree third-ranksâhad successively disappeared, Saul was top-tier strength in the Borderland, and no one dared say anything.
But this didnât mean Frim hadnât noticed this matter.
Saul also understood that the other had kept him here so long as a show of forceâso that when asking the current question, Saul wouldnât think he could casually brush it off.
But today, Frim didnât even have the patience to listen to Saulâs explanation.
âYou donât need to say anything. Iâll see for myself.â
He grabbed Saulâs left arm, making Saul, who only had one arm left, tighten his heart.
But he didnât take away another of Saulâs arms. Instead, his figure flashed, and the entire square corridor suddenly became flat parchment, then began folding diagonally.
Saul and Frim inside the corridor also seemed to become paper figures folded within.
Saul naturally couldnât see what the outside world had become.
In his perception, heaven and earth seemed to lose all light in an instant. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing suspended with Frim above turbulent seas.
At this time, Frim had once again become a warm yellow light sphere, while Saul was in the middle of the light sphere, like a small insect trapped in amber.
The two appeared above the sea, then continued proceeding southeast.
The light sphere looked round and plump, but flew very fast.
Empty islands and monsters whose original forms were unrecognizable flashed beneath Saulâs feet.
Saul hadnât been here before, but the black tide aura in these waters was much denser than near Nephretâs coast.
The seawater was also deep blue, with several shadows within the deep blue.
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Saul calculated the distance and time, realizing he had gone deep into the ocean.
Combining this with what Frim had just said, the other probably wanted to find some black tide to test his abilities.
But testing like this made even Saul feel panicked.
If Frim just threw him into ordinary black tide, that would be fineâat worst, heâd exhaust his mental power and magical power, absorb the surrounding pollution, and crawl out.
But if Frim threw him into the Abyssal EyeâŚ
Saul looked at the warm-colored light sphere surrounding him and experimentally tested the magical power on it.
Vast as the seaâwhen Saulâs magical power probed into it, it seemed bottomless.
Saul sighed inwardly and withdrew his probing magical power.
âWorthy of being a fourth-rank wizard.â
Saul was currently only third-rank. Although his mental power had greatly increased due to achieving three Symphony of Fate targets and his magical power had become purer, compared to Frim, a fourth-rank with hundreds of years of experience, he was still like a small sailboat on the ocean.
Frim ultimately didnât throw Saul into the Abyssal Eye.
The situation there was complex and dangerousâeven he rarely went there. Moreover, he currently still found Saul useful, just wanting to determine whether the otherâs ability could only protect himself or could protect an entire continent.
If he could use this to find a method to completely eliminate the Abyssal EyeâŚ
Frim looked down at Saul. Even if this little fellow had Gorsa and the Glare behind him⌠he didnât care.
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