Dark extreme realm, fear plain.
The Cawaren Family Base Camp, Black Castle, and a cold hall.
The long table was covered with blood-red tablecloths, and on the seats arranged in sequence, were seated one by one among the younger generation of the Cavalren family.
The hall was silent and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing. The maids held the silver tray in fear and placed the wine and food inside on the table.
Da da da da da!
Amid the dull footsteps, an old man with a gloomy face slowly walked over. He was wearing a gray-white wizard robe and had a skeleton logo on his chest.
The leader of the Cawaren family, the second-level wizard Negan.
"Have everyone arrived?" Old Negan walked to the main seat of the long table and sat down, glanced at everyone with a cold look, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Uncle Negan, among the younger generation of the family, all the third-level apprentices are here." Next to the main seat, a handsome young man spoke.
Old Negan nodded slowly, raised his hand and slapped his fingers.
Wow!
In the air, a gray flame emerged.
"In three days, the coordinate battle will begin. You all must remember that the biggest goal of this bloody battle is to kill this person!"
Old Negan's tone was cold, and his voice was filled with unconcealed murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice.
"Who can kill this person, I will recommend him to become the successor of the Cavalren family, the next patriarch, and provide him with all the resources to be promoted to a formal wizard!"
A figure appeared in the burning gray flames in the air, holding a black magic wand and wearing a standard gray robe with a crow phantom. It was Enzo.
The younger generation of the Cavalren family all looked at the figures in the flames, and a hot luster appeared in their eyes.
"Gustav, I must kill your only disciple and make you pay the price for what you have done!" Old Negan gritted his teeth.
...
Skeleton Castle, base camp.
A huge group of desolate and cold graves, a seven-story tower stands in the center, surrounded by tombstones.
Within the seven-story tower, there is a secret room.
The Lord of Skeleton Castle, the third-level wizard, Closno sat on a chair cast from white bones, and looked ahead with cold eyes.
"You should understand what I mean, right?" Closno said in a deep voice.
"Kakin follows your orders, Master."
In front of the Chair of Bone, a thin young man half knelt on the ground and replied expressionlessly.
"Very good." Closno nodded with satisfaction, threw out a black crystal, and said, ": This rune stone is your trump card, and it must be used on the last day of the Battle of Coordinates!"
"As for orders, master." Kaijin grabbed the black crystal and said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, after this matter is completed, I will restore your freedom."
Closno's lips raised, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he murmured, "Seven hundred years have passed, I finally waited for this opportunity. The person who can be promoted to the fourth-level wizard in the Dark Realm must be me Closno..."
...
Crow Phantom, in the Academy.
The central area is a dark purple building, belonging to the Dean's Wizard Tower.
In a hall.
There were three chairs in front, and Vice President Christina sat domineeringly in the middle. On her left, another vice president, the Wizard Mitchell, had a casual expression on his face, yawning as if he had not woken up.
On the right side, a black-robed wizard with a handsome face and a one-eyed crow squatting on his shoulders, sitting on the chair with a calm expression.
He is the dean of the [Crow Phantom] Academy, the third-level wizard Flosley.
"The coordinate battle is about to begin, I'll ask you for the next thing." Flosley hugged the one-eyed crow in his arms, and said in a gentle tone while gently stroking it.
"Please rest assured, grandpa."
Opposite the three deans, a handsome boy spoke confidently and smiled and said, "I will definitely win the coordinates of the world for the academy and will never disappoint you!"
"We all know your abilities, Fitz."
Christina raised her slender left leg and raised her head and said, ": In this coordinate battle, the main force of the academy is Misera. You just need to assist her."
Fitz's face froze, but soon recovered as before.
"I will defeat [Skull Castle] and [Tour Blood Shadow] to get the world coordinates for the academy." Misera was wearing a fiery red robe, and a hint of arrogance was revealed on her calm face.
"Very good, I'm worthy of being my disciple!" Christina was very satisfied with Misera's attitude and said, "With you as a trump card, we will win this coordinate battle!"
“…It may not be necessary?”
Mitchell yawned and said lazily, ": There are also many quasi-witches under Skeleton Castle and Fang Blood Shadow. Fez and Misera alone may not be able to deal with those little monsters, right?"
"Shut up, you idiot!"
Christina's face changed and she angrily shouted, "My disciple is the strongest, she will never lose to the trash of Skeleton Castle and Fangs Blood Shadow!"
Mitchell was so scared that he didn't dare to speak again.
"Okay, Christina, Mitchell." Flosley smiled and said gently, "I have a premonition that this coordinate battle will give us a satisfactory ending."
Then, he looked forward again.
"Fez, Misera, you two go back and rest, and keep your best in the best possible state before the battle of coordinates begins."
"Yes, Lord Dean (Grandpa)!"
Fitz and Messera both stroked their chests and bowed out of the hall.
...
At the same time, the southern part of the Dark Realm.
Among the three major organizations, the [Foot Blood Shadow] base camp, in an ancient castle, two figures are walking side by side, following the steps to an underground prison.
"It's here."
Crowley stopped, raised his hand, and gently tapped the prison fence.
Bang!
A ball of black shadow rushed over quickly and hit the fence hard, but it triggered the confinement runes on the surface of the prison and were bounced back.
"This little monster is still so energetic."
Next to him, a hint of disgust appeared on Catherine's face and said coldly, "If it weren't for the sake of coordinates, I would never have come here to see this ugly monster go crazy."
In the prison, a creature with a ferocious shape, bound by metal chains, walked out of the shadow and let out a crazy roar.
From the perspective of form, he seemed to be a human, but his skin was ulcerated, as terrifying as a blood corpse after being peeled. A pair of bat-like wings behind him were dragged on the ground weakly.
"Don't say that, my dear."
A smile appeared on Crowley's handsome face and said, "No matter what, he is our child after all."
Catherine curled her lips with disdain.
Crowley shook his head and pointed his fingers on the prison fence. As a magic power spread, the runes on the surface of the prison instantly shattered.
boom!
Chapter completed!