“Goddammit. Level-2 Wizards weren’t pushovers,” His plan was easily defused by Sunders when he thought it was perfect. Now, Bogula’s puppets slapped his face again by fighting him head-on when Sliv thought no one would dare to make a move when trapped in his waterfalls.
The wizards around also realized Sliv’s situation.
Looking at how Sliv struggled around the combination attacks using different clownish moves, Danae shook her head as she said, “Considering Sliv, he would rather die than being insulted like this.”
An elder in a white robe who was holding a walking cane agreed, “They are doing a perfect job in preventing Sliv from channeling mana, so the world’s consciousness won’t mind us.”
The old man appeared as someone extremely aged with many wrinkles on his face. His clear green eyes and those pure white eyebrows and hair gave him a gentle look.
Danae looked at the old man in shock, “Master Gandolf! You came as well!”
“Master Gandolf!?”
Danae did not hide her voice, so many people also notice the old man. They all regarded the well-respected elder with their own politeness.
Gandolf was only a Level-1 Wizard, but he owned good fame in the southern region because of his morality. He majored in Alchemy, and earned himself the title of “The Light Walker”. He had a gentle and generous nature. People only needed to bring their own materials, and he would help them brew potions of superior quality. The prices of potions in the southern region were insanely high because of the lack of alchemists, and Gandolf was like a living destiny to the other wizards. The only problem was that Gandolf liked to travel around, so it was always hard to find him.
Due to his generous personality, even some non-academism black wizards were willing to address him as “master”.
When Danae was trying to break through into Level-2, she asked Gandolf for potions to help her. As an academism wizard herself, Danae was fully willing to express her friendliness to this old gentleman.
Gandolf nodded towards Lady Danae with a smile. He then greeted everyone around as he said, “I came to see if I can find a plane with magical plant resources. Looks like I’m in luck.”
His answer was expected. Plane expeditions could yield a large number of resources but to academism wizards, expeditions into an unknown plane were dangerous, so they usually chose to station themselves after the plane had been explored. On the other hand, this also meant that most resources were already taken.
A plane fusion, however, was something else. The dominating plane would cleanse the other plane of most high-level life forms. Once the two-way tunnel became stable, wizards could plunder resources without worrying about being attacked. Besides, the planes were usually big, and they could scatter around everywhere without fighting over their loot.
Gandolf preferred not to become the center of attention, so he diverted the topic. He said, “Mister Stoak’s puppets are always blond ladies with blue eyes. I see your taste never changed.”
He had addressed Bogula by his family name, Stoak.
“Yup, Bogula’s love was always loyal,” joked someone. That same person continued, “Although I prefer the look of Miss Flora. Too bad her hair was pinkish brown. Hey wait, where is Miss Flora?”
His words reminded everyone. Flora, as well as one of the three Level-2 Wizards on the scene, Phantom Master Sunders, were no longer here.
Lady Danae was the only one who did not question the matter, for she knew that Flora deployed a spell array with teleportation effect. However, she was wondering why Sunders suddenly left.
Sliv assaulted him maybe?
That could not be. Was Sliv even strong enough to force Sunders away at all?