Chapter 189: "I Have Quite a Few Tricks Up My Sleeve, There's Always One to Make You Gape!"

Chapter 189: "I Have Quite a Few Tricks Up My Sleeve, There's Always One to Make You Gape!"

Odessa, trapped in momentary blindness and stiffness, sensed the looming threat of death. A fierce reluctance surged within him. He hadn't witnessed the annihilation of the Wizard's Land yet, nor had he fulfilled the Lord's will...

Simultaneously, Odessa couldn't afford to conceal himself any longer. He promptly invoked his most potent defensive divine spell.

"[Divine Sanctuary]!"

A golden radiance enveloped him, forming a sturdy barrier around his body, colliding with the rushing [Spatial Tremors].

Accompanied by a faint tearing sound, cracks appeared on the golden barrier.

Cold sweat beaded Odessa's forehead. He barely managed to block it. But before he could catch his breath, the second wave of magical force followed!

However, Lynn, as a precaution, had consumed a magical potion while unleashing the [Spatial Tremors]. Immediately, without hesitation, she cast a second spell.

The two successive [Spatial Tremors] overlapped, the golden barrier couldn't hold, instantly bursting apart. Odessa only had time to twist his body to avoid a fatal blow. The next moment, he felt his right side numb, tumbling helplessly from the sky...

Also severed was the peculiar statue clutched in his right hand.

Thousands of illusory demons vanished amid cries, and the blood-red space swiftly dissipated...

The moment they exited the doomsday domain, everyone present finally relaxed.

Odessa's appearance was pitiful at this moment. His right arm and a section of his lower leg had been severed by the [Spatial Tremors], the cuts eerily neat, crimson blood continuously gushed out. The severed peculiar statue lay beside him, its former mystical aura gone.

Raphael hurried forward, clamping Odessa's mouth shut, and administered a bottle of blue potion.

The potion quickly took effect, staunching the blood gushing from his arm and leg. Simultaneously, an icy chill almost pierced Odessa's consciousness, his body freezing. Only his eyes and mouth remained movable.

"You better tell me the truth, Odessa. What's the deal with this Doomsday Sect?" Raphael's face was as dark as water. Having nearly died in the Doomsday Domain, he felt no mercy for the person before him.

Rescuing the other with the potion was merely to extract more information through interrogation.

Facing Raphael's inquiry, Odessa remained silent, gazing coldly at the two, showing no intention to answer.

Twenty minutes ago, in the data room of the Sun Crown Tower, Rorl, who remained at the council, had arranged the personnel and brought out the collected information.

He was highly intrigued by Lynn's previous speculation but had left the task of gathering intelligence to a few colleagues due to the recent rush. Only thirty-seven people had entered the Wizard's Land through the Misty Sea in the past decade, and even fewer stayed for long. Rorl patiently reviewed each profile. Soon, a familiar name caught his eyeKashimo.

Approximately five years ago, Kashimo arrived in the Wizard's Land aboard a ship from Iyeta Harbor, staying for half a month before departing. Later, for unknown reasons, they joined the School of Psionics, becoming the trusted right-hand person of the dark mage Merk...

As Rorl perused this information, his eyes gleamed brighter. The timing of Kashimo joining the School of Psionics, merely a year and seven months after the tragic event, coincided with the emergence of the Doomsday Sect shortly after the fall of the School of Psionics.

Kashimo was undoubtedly the key figure...

Rorl couldn't contain his excitement but quickly remembered that Kashimo had been eliminated by his mentor, Ougust, two months ago, dousing his enthusiasm like a bucket of cold water.

Unfortunately, this lead had run dry...

With a tinge of regret, Rorl took out the relevant information, preparing to discuss it with Lynn to see if they could find clues elsewhere.

However, if this operation went smoothly, perhaps there wouldn't be a need for that...

Rorl pondered as he walked out, the wind carrying a faint scent of blood.

Having undergone numerous battles in recent days, Rorl immediately grew alert. His brow furrowed, hastening towards the source of the bloody odor. Anxiousness gripped him. This was the Sun Crown Tower, the core of the Wizard Council, fortified with magical barriers. Could it be that the fanatical Doomsday cultists had breached it?

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