Chapter 468: Chapter 125: Enemies Everywhere_2

“Goodbye, Hawk…Lucia.”

“May your body remain intact!”

Looking up at the radiant sun, a chill ran through Hawk as he muttered to himself, “May my body remain intact.”

Shortly after, more teams arrived.

And just like that, two came at once.

One was led by Tiffany Colonna, the other was entirely composed of seasoned First Level Wizards unfamiliar to Link.

“Alliance?”

Tiffany instructed her team to align, then walked up to Link.

“Can’t promise to always be allies, can only agree to not attack each other.”

Link honestly expressed his thoughts.

The battlefield is fraught with chaos and unpredictability.

Alliances?

How to forge alliances?

It’s impossible to do so.

“Understood.”

Tiffany didn’t insist on a guaranteed alliance, a promise of non-aggression was contentment enough. She quickly turned back to rejoin her team.

Accompanied by Lanny, Wizard Sandra arrived precisely on time.

Seeing the four teams, each with a unique dynamic, her gaze lingered longer on Link and “Do What You Want”. Sandra then spoke briefly, “Enough talk. Focus on executing. Let’s go.”

As her words fell, a cool-looking, incredibly “high-tech” aircraft descended from the sky.

Sandra was the first to enter the aft of the aircraft.

The four teams boarded in order of their arrival at Central Square.

Perhaps she was in a foul mood, or perhaps for some other reason. This time, Sandra didn’t exude the same spirit as she did at the start of their previous encounter.

She seemed uncomfortable and resistant, as if she was forced into being the team leader.

The aircraft was many times faster than the speed of sound, remarkably quick.

It soared straight upward from Central Square, and in less than 20 minutes, it reached its destination.

Once docked, Sandra led the four teams out of the aircraft’s aft with Lanny by her side.

“Long time no see, Sandra.”

A sweet voice suddenly rang out.

A seductive witch wearing barely anything appeared, blocking the path of the Ravensmouth College team.

Behind the seductive witch, there stood four teams.

Link spotted the insignia of Flame and Metal Trading Company on some of them.

“Verna, get lost, I don’t want to talk to a disgraceful slut!”

Sandra didn’t give the scantily-dressed witch any respect, speaking mercilessly.

“Humph, I hope the kid you’ve chosen is as tough as your words. Watch out or my people will beat him to death.”

While speaking, the scantily-clad witch Verna gestured someone out with her hand.

A hulk of a man, as beefy as Lokan, emerged from the crowd and stood beside scantily-clad witch Verna.

A striking contrast in both size and demeanor, like a beast standing beside a canary.

Verna rubbed the hunk’s chest muscles, her eyes irresistible and cheeks flushing. She spoke in an almost moaning voice, “My darling will certainly crush your little guy.”

“Humph!”

Sandra was furious. Her response was barely audible from her nose. She cast a cold glance at Link and ordered, “You must kill him.”

Link didn’t respond, nor did he express any standpoint.

He only reciprocated Sandra’s increasingly gloomy gaze with silence.

He answered the recruitment, not signing himself into servitude.

Want to order him around?

Sure.

Issue a formal order through proper channels.

Not like this, treating him like a domestic slave!

After staring at Link for a moment, Sandra suddenly broke into a radiant smile, “You can kill him, and you will kill him, hahaha…”

Ignoring Verna’s public display of lust, Sandra led the four teams of Ravensmouth College past the Flame and Metal Trading Company teams.

Towards the Inter-Dimensional Teleportation Portal belonging to the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell.

The portal was already adjusted to the right parameters. All they had to do was step through.

The familiar sensation of Spacetime Extraction returned.

Once his mind and state stabilized, Link found himself outside a building akin to the Roman Colosseum.

Facing the group was an archway above which hung a sign that read ‘Ravensmouth Biological and Medical College’.

“You guys go in, rest, and wait for the match to begin.”

Sandra pointed to the archway and without waiting for an answer, she walked towards a building resembling an opera house next to the Colosseum with Lanny.

Such an unfitting team leader.

Not only did she fail to explain rules or deliver a motivational speech, but she was also completely nonchalant about the whole process.

And what she cared about was her personal grudge.

She wasn’t concerned about the college’s affairs.

This Sandra was very different from the wizard Link had met before.

Link wasn’t sure why she had changed so much in just a few weeks, nor did he care.

What he cared about was the special message he had just received.

Using the special technique that Link and Serene Wizards developed for semi-independent soul growth, Christina was continually sending out “calls”.

As he led the team to the archway, Link simultaneously responded to Christina’s “call”.

“Link, someone from your college has bribed a team from Shadow City to kill you, be careful!”

Christina disregarded the risk of this message being intercepted and monitored. She directly relayed this at the soul level to Link using the special technique.