BECOMING A WIZARD BY STARTING FROM THE MIND CLOSURE TECHNIQUE

Chapter 672: Chapter 188: Devoted to Public Welfare?_4

Unless, the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell decided to bare its teeth this time and give a good beat to the increasingly disobedient top wizard organizations, deliberately escalating the scale of the battle.

Then by some means, make it look as if Fletcher Domingo had blood on his hands from the other top-notch wizard organizations.

Or that the other top wizard organizations had Fletcher Domingo’s blood on their hands.

All to avoid the scenario where all the top wizard organizations would cast aside their differences and join forces to fight the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell.

“A relief force?”

Fletcher mumbled to himself, “Are they planning to beat me up too?”

Even before his words had fallen, Fletcher directly entered the battle mode.

He continued to watch the battle while on guard for a possible chaotic fight that might involve him.

As for asking for reinforcements from the academy, Fletcher stated that it hadn’t come to that yet.

He’d wait and see, wait and see.

If it really got to that point, he’d beat a hasty retreat.

Why bother with infighting when they could be fighting in the World of God?

“Catching up? Too late now!”

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Ragnar Walters, who was holding back the combined resistance of two Level Five Sages, still had the leisure to observe Fletcher Domingo’s movements.

Seeing Fletcher finally shift from spectator mode to battle mode, Ragnar felt a twinge of guilt.

Granted, when previously agreeing with Fletcher, Ragnar hadn’t promised not to drag him into the fight.

But, Ragnar had taken advantage of their former camaraderie, the chance they might fight side by side again in the future.

For Ragnar Walters, accustomed to cutthroat battles on the front line instead of infighting, it didn’t sit well with him.

“Damn it, don’t get me involved next time.”

Ragnar gritted his teeth, unconsciously increasing the intensity of his attack.

The two Level Five Sages, who believed they could hold on, suddenly felt heightened pressure.

One of them even made a rookie mistake, causing a small gap in their joint defense line.

Strike while the iron is hot.

Ragnar Walters could not possibly miss this fleeting opportunity, and his fifth spell, infused with some Rule Power, hammered down one after another onto the two Level Five Sages.

Not even giving them a breathing room and gradually widening the gap in the defense line.

Judging from the increased intensity of Ragnar’s attacks, it wouldn’t be long before this gap was broken through.

Then the entire defense line would collapse.

By that time, Ragnar could penetrate through, divide and conquer and easily take down the two Level Five Sages.

Aware of their precarious situation.

The two Level Five Sages were gritting their teeth in resistance, while desperately asking for reinforcements from their respective organizations.

Bloody hell!

They genuinely couldn’t understand, no idea what got into the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell.

Fighting over interests was one thing.

But their methods were so ruthless.

They didn’t hesitate to completely turn against the normally docile Flame and Metal Trading Company and the White Tower Alliance, just to flex their muscles!

Damn it.

Why were they the ones chosen as the sacrificial lambs?

Somewhere unknown in the starry sky.

Dean Frist and Principal Leopold hid their bodies, watching the battle in the Void Region.

As well as the movements of the teams sent by various organizations to snatch the Saint’s heritage.

“Getting impatient.”

Dean Frist suddenly broke the silence.

“Who’s getting impatient?”

Principal Leopold asked with confusion, “The Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell is indeed being pushed to the brink by you guys!”

“No, I’m not talking about the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell.”

Dean Frist shook his head.

“Then who are you talking about?”

Principal Leopold was even more confused.

Dean Frist’s gaze fell on Link, who was lurking in the Meteoroid Belt.

Then he moved his gaze to the “Lark” class interstellar battleship, which had gone to intercept Shadow City’s Outlander Colonization Team and was attempting to negotiate a cooperation.

Just on time to see the unfortunate moment when the “Lark” class interstellar warship and the Outlander Colonization Team’s battleship narrowly missed each other.

“Link Grande is getting impatient.”

Dean Frist sighed softly, “He didn’t need to back down so early. It’s just a Saint lineage inheritance, what’s there to fear? If it’s snatched away, it’s snatched away, no need for such manipulation.”

“Ha!”

Principal Leopold gave a frustrated glance at Dean Frist, “So, you’re now ignoring the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell and focusing solely on the prodigy of your own organization.”

Dean Frist nodded and said matter-of-factly:

“Link Grande has the stature of a Saint, he’s even more important than the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell.”

At these words, Principal Leopold was stunned.

You must be kidding, right?

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