Chapter Six Hundred and Nineteenth Twists and Turns

Unlike a master of a high tower, if an ordinary low- and middle-level wizard is buried in another world, the academy may be wiped out, not to mention the fact that no message has been sent back.

"There is a Baipu Academy League?" Rock asked in surprise when he heard her words.

If it weren't for the Baipu Academy League, the information from the Gray Fog Tower would not have come so quickly.

"The majority are from the Nanchuan League, there are many low-level wizards, and a small number of mid-level wizards." Timothy said solemnly.

Anyone can imagine that there must be something involved behind it, but among the wizards who were recruited, Quelsay is the highest level, so it is hard to say that the matter has nothing to do with him.

So, what does Lord Quelcetta play in it?

"Is Lord Quelsetta approaching the end of his life?" Roque asked.

"Master Amelia said that he is 831 years old, but wizards rarely live close to their end of life." Timothy responded.

The lifespan of a third-tier wizard is about a thousand years. There will always be various situations in the wizarding journey, such as experiments, curses, or burning souls, which will shorten the lifespan of a wizard, and it is not surprising that it will be lost for more than a hundred years.

"It's really bad news." Rock said with an ugly face. Although he had guessed, the situation was really leaning towards the bad situation, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

A wizard who is approaching the end of his life is the most irrational and the most dangerous. It will undoubtedly bring more variables to the mission. The worst case is that Quelsay is not allowed to save them at all, and everything is just to lure them into the game.

The two were relatively speechless and could only take one step at a time.

As night fell, approaching zero o'clock, with ten minutes left, Timothy motioned to him and walked out the door.

"Mentor, why don't I go?" Rock couldn't help but said.

"Wait for me." Timothy said without looking back, his figure disappeared at the door, and the door closed automatically.

His mentor was so strong, Rock sat down helplessly.

This was originally the task of the mentor, and her level of strength surpassed her own, so she would never be able to hold back her when she was in danger.

Outside the hotel, the air gradually became anxious, as if a storm was coming.

Timothy slipped out of the hotel, wandered along the side of the street like a ghost, turned around, and came to the agreed place, a ruin full of ruins.

A figure flew towards you,

The two stopped guardingly, glanced at each other, and keenly realized that the other party was the same type of person as themselves, most likely to inquire about news.

The two entered the dilapidated hall from both sides.

"Someone is here again, isn't the master ready to come out?" Someone in the hall shouted impatiently.

It turned out that there were already several people in the hall, and it was obvious from their appearance that they were for the same purpose.

Seeing this, Timothy found a place and waited silently.

In the next few minutes, people came one after another. Except for a few words of urging, everyone tacitly found a place to hide.

As time went by, the anxiety in the air became more and more intense.

"Welcome everyone. It coincides with the 20-year-old auction in the main city. There are countless messages. I decided to change a new game with you. The day before the auction in the city, two hours before zero o'clock, go to Black Death Alley on Ninth Street, there is a 'Gambling and Fighting' temple, there is what you want."

The voice resounded faintly and was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the hall.

"Bastard, dare to play with me."

Before the words were finished, the two flew towards the direction of the voice, but it was a pity that the voice changed positions and continued to announce.

After the announcement, the voice fell silent.

In the distance, the sound of thunder began to diffuse, from far to near.

"Damn it, don't let me find you."

Some people scolded a few words, but no one dared to delay, unless they wanted to be washed away by the thunder.

"Everyone, if you want to exchange news at ten o'clock tomorrow night, you might as well come here." After leaving the hall, a hoarse voice suggested.

"Yes." Hearing this, there were words in twos and threes echoing.

As the thunder rushed towards the city, a group of people quickly disappeared on the street.

Timothy, too, went back to the hotel one step ahead of the thunderstorm.

"How?" Rock asked, standing up.

"A wayward guy who seems to want to achieve something, or harvest a resource first." Timothy described the whole thing.

"That's why it's not easy for someone to secretly send a voice transmission and agree to exchange messages at six o'clock in the morning." Rock said with a frown.

"No matter what, we have to do something to stir up the situation and find some clues from it." Timothy said firmly.

This is true, I am afraid that things will always follow the rules of the firm, so they really have no other chance to do anything.

"Let's go together." Rock said.

This time Timothy didn't object, and she wasn't sure what would happen. It was estimated that the people behind Gambling and Fighting Hall would not allow this kind of transaction.

The thunder continued until the morning, and before the thunder had dissipated, the two were about to leave the hotel when there was another knock on the door, the same rhythm as before.

Timothy quickly rushed to the door, opened the door, and there was another note slowly falling outside the door.

‘Hehe, I would like to remind everyone that in the plane of Kuba, anyone who dares to leak the information of the business company in private will be cursed. This article has been written into the plane’s laws and regulations.

If you still want to participate in the auction, please do not exchange information about the firm at will, otherwise the consequences----'

Seeing the content on the note, the two of them looked at each other, their faces darkened. They would rather believe it or not.

"The control is really strict. Has the mentor been in this kind of wandering business world before?" Rock asked after a moment of silence.

"No, you want to ask why this unscrupulous business world attracts people? Right." Timothy shook his palm, and the note crumbled into powder.

"I'm a little curious." Rock nodded. If it were him, he would definitely look down on such a bad place.

"Because it can trade anything, this is true, as long as it can pay a sufficient price, the wandering business world does not exist alone, it is also a powerful alliance involving a very wide range.

Moreover, not everyone is like you, who can easily find trading places like Shenglun Bridge City. said Timothy slowly.

Since the rules of the business world are like this, the two did not act rashly.

The night before the auction, the two left the hotel as promised, changed into another appearance on the way, and headed for the 'Gambling and Fighting' hall.

The layout of the venue has changed, leaving only the arena and the disc-shaped area for opening boxes.

"A fighting arena similar to the ancient arena, this kind of killing game is really popular in all worlds." Rock murmured inwardly.

It has to be said that it is a relatively cost-effective business here to take advantage of the guests' need for information and try to send them to the arena.

The rules are written on the stone tablet on the side of the arena. Fighting at the same level, the arena provides corresponding fighting beasts. Win one to get a random top-secret auction information. Win three to specify the type of auction information. Win five to get any related information.

Time limit is two hours.

Like Rock and the others, there will be 20 or 30 people arriving here, many of them are humanoid creatures with unusual appearances, most of them are second-level in strength, and there are no third-level ones.