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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nAngar stood rooted to the ground.

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nHe remembered the name.

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nLast year, the genius students who were known as the “Hope of the Knight Academy” went to the Tulip Magic Academy to participate in the exchange competition. Everyone in the Knight Academy of the Yheng Empire thought that they would have a perfect victory.

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nAfter all, one of them was Don Quixote, who was known as the “Light of the Empire’s Dawn.”

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nThe result was completely unexpected.

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nThey suffered a crushing defeat.

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nEven Don Quixote was defeated.

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nAccording to the students who went to the exchange match, they were completely crushed by a super genius mage called Joelson, who single-handedly defeated all three great geniuses of the Knight Academy!

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nAngar knew that Joelson was very strong, but he did not expect him to be so ridiculously strong.

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nThere was hope for the trial!

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nAngar’s eyes shone with excitement and hope.

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nHowever, Joelson kept staring at the head of the Dark Church on the ground, his eyes shining.

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nHe raised his head and glanced at Angar.

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n“Do you have the courage to play a game with me?”

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n“What?!”

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nAngar was very surprised.

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nThe corner of Joelson’s mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile. He said indifferently, “You, be the bait. I will be the hunter.”

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nJoelson’s figure disappeared bit by bit in front of Angar as if he had been swallowed by the void.

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nJoelson’s voice sounded in the void.

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n“How is it? Do you dare to try?”

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nAngar was stunned on the spot, his eyes suddenly bursting with determination. He gritted his teeth and said, “I dare!”

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nAngar ran wildly in the dense forest.

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nWith the strength of a tier 6 knight, his speed was not slow.

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nHowever, there was a “Spirit” following him by his side. From time to time, there would be mocking laughter.

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nThe two Dark Church trial-takers followed him closely like shadows, playing a game of cat and mouse.

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nA streak of black combat aura shot over and drew a line of blood on Angar’s arm.

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nAngar grunted, clutching his arm tightly as he continued to run with his head lowered.

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n“Are you a coward? Draw your sword! Knight!”

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nAngar completely ignored the mocking laughter that came from his ears as he continued to run.

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nSuddenly, he stopped.

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nIn front of him were two poison gland lizards that were giving him dangerous looks.

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nThere was no way to run.

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nAngar turned around and calmly looked at the trial-takers of the Dark Church who were following closely behind him.

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nTwo men with ferocious faces were exuding the aura of a seventh rank.

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n“You’re not running anymore?”

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nOne of the trial-takers stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He said with a sinister smile, “You’ve wasted so much of my time. I’m going to cut off your flesh piece by piece and give it to my mount.”

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nThe poison gland lizard beneath the trial-taker let out an excited neigh.

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nAngar’s chest heaved up and down violently. His expression was tense, but his hands were empty. It was as though he had completely given up on resisting.

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nThe trial-taker from the cult of shadows slowly walked towards him. Killing intent pervaded the air.

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nAt this moment, a pair of slender and fair hands reached out from the void behind them. One of them held a sword while the other ignited flames.

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nThey easily brushed past one of the trial-takers’ neck and pressed the flames into the other person’s head.

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nThe participant whose brain had been burned dry did not even let out a scream as he fell to the ground.

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nThe other person clutched his neck tightly as blood spurted out from the wound on his neck like a fountain.

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nHe was like a chicken whose throat had been cut.

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nHe fell to the ground with an incredulous expression.

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nThe poison glands lizards that saw their master being killed instinctively wanted to rush forward to save him.

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nAt that moment, two gigantic dragon claws descended from the sky, smashing the two poison glands lizards into meat paste with each claw.

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n“Phew!”

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nAngar let out a long breath. Coincidentally, he met the pair of golden-red eyes of the giant dragon, and his heart suddenly contracted.

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nAlthough he knew that this was the pet of that genius, he still couldn’t help but be afraid when facing such a terrifying legendary creature.

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nJoelson stepped out from the void completely, casually shaking the blood on the short sword in his hand.

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nThe standard short sword of the Dark Church was used to assassinate, and it was very handy.

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nUsing the weapons of the Dark Church to harvest the heads of the Dark Church trial-takers, was it considered a kind of irony.

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nOne had to say that the “Invisibility spell” of the air-type magic was really too useful.

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nWhen the eighth-tier mage, Joelson, used it, even if he stood beside the two seventh-tier knights, they would not be able to notice it at all.

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n“Rest for ten minutes. Continue.”

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nJoelson said to Angar calmly.

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nAngar nodded non-stop and took the time to recover his strength.

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nHe was now full of strength. He could watch the trial-takers of the Dark Church die one after another in front of him.

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nEven if he was killed while acting as bait, Angar was willing to do it.

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n‘Those comrades who died, someone has avenged you!’ Angar thought silently.

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nTen minutes later, Angar stood up and said respectfully to Joelson, “Alright, Lord Joelson.”

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nJoelson nodded silently. Suddenly, the magic communication crystal flashed again.

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nThis time, it was a gathering signal.

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nJoelson glanced at it and said, “Approach in that direction.”

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n“Yes!”

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nAngar took a deep breath and jumped into the dense forest.

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nJoelson glanced at Du Lu, who flapped his wings and flew into the sky, hiding in the clouds.

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nJoelson disappeared again.

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nA violent aura rushed into the clouds.

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nThe holy light and the dark aura intertwined, and the energy that spread out wreaked havoc in the surroundings, flattening the small forest.

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n“So terrifying.”

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nDon Quixote and the others hid behind the ancient tree, looking in the direction of the fierce battle.

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nEveryone had shocked and shocked expressions on their faces.

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n“Although we are called geniuses, compared to them, the gap is too big.”

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nStuart smiled bitterly and sighed.

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nDon Quixote also frowned; his gaze locked onto the two figures.

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nTheir team had already reached more than a dozen people and was led by Don Quixote, the strongest tier 7 knight.

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nThey also had Stuart, the Tulip Magic Academy, the Gemini Star, and other powerful tier 6 mages.

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nHowever, their actions were becoming more and more cautious.

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nThe intense battle between the Church the Light and the Dark Church.

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nThey saw a pale and strange man on the back of an extremely terrifying undead wolf.

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nThe undead wolf’s strength was comparable to a rank 9, and its body was burning with black flames. Every attack took away the vitality of a piece of vegetation.

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nEverywhere it passed was in ruins.

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nAnd the person fighting against the undead wolf was not weak at all.

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nHis appearance was even more shocking.

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nLouis, whose entire body was emitting saint-level white light, had an indifferent expression. He held a holy sword in his hand, and a pair of snow-white wings of light spread out from both sides of his back.

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nSeven or eight priests stood behind him and chanted blessings for him.

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nHis aura continued to rise, reaching the peak of level nine.

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nEvery time he swung his sword, the giant undead wolf had no choice but to retreat.

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nThe terrifying auras of both sides intimidated the entire scene.

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