Chapter 249 The Eve of the Bloody Battle

Dark Pole, Plain of Fear.

In the cold hall of the Black Castle, the headquarters of the Kawarren family.

A blood-red tablecloth was spread on the long table, and the seats arranged in order around it were filled with the young generation of the Kawarren family.

The hall was silent, and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing. The maids trembled as they carried the silver trays and placed the wine and food on the table.

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 with a skull symbol on his chest.

The leader of the Kawarren family, the second-level wizard Negan.

"Are all the people here?" Old Negan walked to the main seat of the long table and sat down. He scanned the crowd with a cold look and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Uncle Negan, all the third-level apprentices of the younger generation of the family are here." A handsome young man next to the main seat spoke.

Old Negan nodded slowly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Wow!

A ball of gray flame emerged in the air.

"In three days, the battle for the coordinates will begin. All of you must remember that the biggest goal of this bloody battle is to kill this man!"

Old Negan said coldly with an undisguised murderous intent in his voice.

"Whoever can kill this man, I will nominate him as the successor of the next patriarch of the Kawarren family, and provide him with all the resources to be promoted to a formal wizard!"

In the gray flame burning in the air, a figure emerged, holding a black magic wand and wearing a standard gray robe of the Crow Phantom. It was Enzo.

The younger generation of the Kawarren family all looked at the figure in the flame, with a hot luster in their eyes.

"Gustav, I must kill your only disciple and make you pay for what you have done!" Old Negan gritted his teeth.

...

Skeleton Castle, the base camp.

A huge group of desolate and cold tombs, a seven-story tower stands in the center, surrounded by tombstones.

Inside the seven-story tower, a secret room.

The Lord of the Skeleton Castle, a third-level wizard, Krosno, sat on a chair made of bones, looking coldly ahead.

"You should understand what I mean, right?" Krosno said in a deep voice.

"Kaijin obeys your orders, Master."

In front of the bone chair, a thin young man half-knelt on the ground and answered expressionlessly.

"Very good." Krosno nodded with satisfaction, threw a black crystal out, and said, "This rune stone is your trump card, and it must be used on the last day of the coordinate war!"

"Yes, Master." Kaijin caught the black crystal and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, I will restore your freedom after this matter is completed."

Krosno's lips rose, and a strange smile appeared on his face. He murmured, "Seven hundred years have passed, and I finally waited for this opportunity. The person who can be promoted to a fourth-level wizard in the Dark Extreme Domain must be me, Krosno..."

...

The phantom of a flock of crows, inside the academy.

In the most central area, there is a dark purple building, which belongs to the dean's wizard tower.

In a hall.

There are three chairs in the front, and Vice Dean Christina is sitting in the middle with great dominance. On her left, another Vice Dean, Wizard Mitchell, has a nonchalant expression on his face, yawning as if he has not woken up.

On the right, a handsome black-robed wizard with a one-eyed crow squatting on his shoulder sits on a chair with a calm face.

He is the dean of [Crow Phantom] Academy, the third-level wizard Frosley.

"The coordinate battle is about to begin. The next thing is up to you." Frosley hugged the one-eyed crow in his arms, gently stroking it, and said in a gentle tone.

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

A handsome young man opposite the three deans said with a confident tone and a smile, "I will definitely win the world coordinates for the academy and will never let you down!"

"We all know your ability, Fitz."

Christina lifted her slender left leg and looked up and said, "In this battle of coordinates, the main force of the academy is Misella, you just need to assist her."

Fitz's face froze, but soon recovered.

"I will defeat [Skeleton Castle] and [Fang Blood Shadow] and get the world coordinates for the academy." Misella was dressed in a fiery red robe, and there was a hint of pride on her calm face.

"Very good, you are worthy of being my disciple!" Christina was very satisfied with Misela's attitude and said, "With you as a trump card, we will definitely win this coordinate battle!"

"... not necessarily?"

Mitchell yawned and said lazily, "There are also many quasi-witches under the Skeleton Castle and Fang Blood Shadow. Fitz and Misela alone may not be able to deal with those little monsters, right?"

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Christina's face changed and she shouted angrily, "My disciple is the strongest. She will never lose to the trash of Skeleton Castle and Fang Blood Shadow!"

Mitchell was so scared that he trembled and dared not speak again.

"Okay, Christina, Mitchell." Florsley smiled and said gently, "I have a hunch that this coordinate battle will give us a satisfactory ending."

Then he looked forward again.

"Fitz, Misera, you two should go back and rest as well. Try to stay in the best condition before the coordinate battle begins."

"Yes, Dean (Grandpa)!"

Fitz and Misera both touched their chests and saluted, and then left the hall.

...

At the same time, in the south of the Dark Pole Region.

In the headquarters of [Tusk Blood Shadow] among the three major organizations, in an ancient castle, two figures were walking side by side, walking down the stairs to an underground prison.

"This is it."

Crowley stopped, raised his hand, and knocked lightly on the prison fence.

Bang!

A black shadow rushed over quickly and hit the fence hard, but it triggered the confinement runes on the surface of the prison and was bounced back.

"This little monster is still so energetic."

Next to her, a trace of disgust appeared on Kathleen's face, and she said coldly, "If it weren't for the fight for the coordinates, I would never come here to see this ugly monster going crazy."

In the prison, a ferocious creature, with its hands and feet bound by metal chains, stepped out of the shadows and roared wildly.

From the appearance point of view, he seemed to be human, but the skin all over his body was ulcerated, and he was as terrifying as a skinned bloody corpse. A pair of bat-like wings on his back were dragging feebly on the ground.

"Don't say that, honey."

A smile appeared on Crowley's handsome face and he said, "No matter what, he is our child after all."

Katherine curled her lips with disdain on her face.

Crowley shook his head and pointed his finger on the prison fence. As a wave of magic spread, the runes on the surface of the prison instantly shattered.

boom!

Feeling that the power of restraint disappeared, the blood corpse monster rushed towards the fence madly, broke through the prison the next moment, and pounced on Crowley like a wild beast.