C126 Molten Fire City(1)

This was the horror of ice system's magic!

No one dared to make a sound. The holy warrior also did not dare to take action. Because even if they could kill Omas, all the elders of Mage Association would be finished. That way, the strength of City of Light would be greatly reduced.

Omas laughed loudly, "Sammir, you should also try what it means to beg for death! The humiliation that Omas had suffered in the past must be returned with double the amount! "

Sammir sighed and said, "Omas, you gathered the fallen mages back then and caused trouble everywhere. We have no choice but to unite and destroy you. You fell first, and today you have no face to come back and seek justice."

Omas laughed wildly. "Sammir, you are so righteous! We are fallen mages? What are you? Aren't you our fallen executioners?" Omas's face looked especially ferocious, "We are also born and raised by our parents. We have eaten so much that we shit all over the place. What right do you have to be high and mighty and strip us of our dreams? Why can noble families practice advanced magic, and we lowly people can only practice beginner magic and stir-fry vegetables? Because you have the privilege to protect your family's status from generation to generation, we, these people, have to be lowly citizens for generations to never be able to make a comeback. This is your justice?"

Sammir froze on the spot, not knowing how to respond.

"Hehe! We are just a group of people who are unwilling to be mediocre and pursue the path of the strong. We dream of becoming strong, and hope that one day, every person who has the ambition to become a master will no longer be bound by their background. We can pave the path of glory with our own sweat! What right do you have to deprive us of our dreams? Just because we refuse to yield, we become fallen mages. We were hunted by you everywhere, and because of our resistance, our base became Tower of Darkness!"

When I heard about Omas's experience, I couldn't help but be shocked. Omas's hatred really came from the conflict between the classes. Yes, any rule that takes away other people's dreams is dark. But these darkness are often adorned with the crown of justice, openly and openly. If it was me, what would I do? My anger slowly dissipated, turning into empathy.

"Sammir, you old fool! Let's not talk about the distance, let's talk about the close ones. That Ennyah girl is amazing. However, you keep restricting her from practicing high-level magic, so that she can only use magic to roast in the winter. That stupid pig granddaughter of yours can use high-level magic to plot against her. Don't tell me your old face won't turn red? " Omas said.

I frowned, thinking that Omas really shouldn't have mentioned Ennyah. In such an occasion, if he couldn't break down the Mage Association... Ennyah's entire family would probably be killed. Perhaps Omas thought that he would definitely win today, so he had no qualms about it.

Sammir's face turned red and white, but he didn't dare to make a sound. He had probably never suffered such humiliation in his entire life.

I observed the reaction of the holy warrior, because I felt that Omas seemed to have gotten carried away. If the holy warrior were to catch me off guard and get close to me, then everything would be over. Because of Talitha's clues, I can't let him die no matter what.

Fortunately, other than Grace who was deeply concerned about Ennyah's fate, the others didn't make any unusual movements for the time being.

"Sammir, it was you who personally set up the barrier back then. It was you who led the holy warrior to kill our brothers and sisters. It was you who destroyed our base with a big fire. Your fire was really good. The Great Elder is really awe-inspiring. Omas had this dream every day, and he had never had peace for such a long time. Today, whether Omas is alive or dead, let that dream stop bothering me! Omas, you have to understand everything! Don't kill me! Don't burn my tower!" Omas's facial muscles began to contort.

Omas began to fall into madness. "Sammir, I will give you a chance!"

Sammir asked, "What chance?"

He said, "Hand over the ancient book about the seal." Omas said coldly.

I was very surprised. What is Omas doing? I was counting down the time when he went crazy. Why is he still thinking about spells at this time? Is his goal this time to settle accounts or to seize the record of the highest spell?

Sammir shook his head helplessly and said, "The Elders Guild does not have a sealed book. Perhaps the seal was not created through cultivation, but a product of the stage."

"Oh!" Omas seemed to have relaxed instantly. He no longer had any worries in his heart. Since it was a product of reaching the level of a hundred deity, he did not need to spend any more effort to study it.

"There is still one more chance." Omas seemed to have gotten out of his frenzied state again.

"Speak!" Sammir could only listen.

"You don't use magic, and I don't use magic either. Let's fight. You are no more than a few years older than me. If you defeat me, I will withdraw this barrier. Life and death will be decided by fate. What do you think?" Omas smiled.

My vision darkened. This madman, doesn't he know how dangerous it is now? Although the holy warrior doesn't dare to act recklessly for the time being, playing cat and mouse games like this... There will definitely be a flaw that will be caught. I suddenly have a feeling that Omas doesn't want to leave this place alive. He only wants to humiliate the mages and elders to his heart's content and vent all of his resentment.

Sammir's expression is very ugly. He is the high and mighty Great Elder. How can he fight like a rascally in front of his subordinates? If that was the case, not only would his dignity be lost, the entire Mage Association wouldn't be able to raise their heads.