The gray-haired girl's ears were buzzing, which was the noise of various sounds gathering together.

"Boom..." This is the sound of a golden flying boat breaking through the air.

"Start..." This was the weak answer from Marchesno when facing the inquiry from the staff.

"I announce that the finals begin!" The referee's voice exploded in his ears.

"Huh?" Blanche shuddered and suddenly woke up! She saw that Gene was already pulling the bow and accumulating momentum, and one golden translucent bowstring after another was constantly forming at his fingertips - a rare skill [Pulse Winding]!

[Is it just back to this time...] A strong look of disappointment appeared in Blanche's eyes.

Murphy once created an emperor magic called [Gate of Space]. He opened two purple magic doors at a time, and could instantly walk out of the other when one entered, which could be called "instant movement"! But Blanche's magic power was a bit special. After learning it, his skills mutated, and he could only open one magic door.

Later she realized that there were actually two doors, but one was opened in the "present" and the other was opened in the "past"!

Entering the door, you can go back to a while ago.

She named this weird magic [Gate of Time], and she has been thinking about its usage... Time travel sounds amazing, but it is actually not practical, because it can only go back a few seconds ago, and there is still a strong uncertainty in how many seconds it is! Therefore, Blanche has never used this magic in the entire division stage.

But she tried her best to inspire this magic.

In an instant, almost all the magic power was sent to the star of [Gate of Time]! What the gray-haired girl was looking forward to was that it would be fine if she could go back seven days ago...

Back seven days ago, telling my father about the dangers that were about to happen...

But the reality is cruel. She tried her best and only returned to about a minute ago.

"Come again!"

Blanche was only disappointed for a moment, and then activated the stars of [Gate of Time] again, with a stubborn expression.

Even if you can only go back 1 minute ago at a time, if you have enough times, you can go back 7 days ago!

However, Xingchen did not respond this time.

On the contrary, there was a torn pain from Blanche's magic source. In an instant, she realized that her magic was almost exhausted...

Time did retreat a minute ago, everything was restored, but Blanche herself was exceptional... Her memory did not disappear out of thin air after a minute, and the magic power she used naturally could not come back out of thin air. She was like a small fish going downstream. Maybe she could jump back to where she was a few seconds ago, but the effort she spent would not come back, and it was naturally even more impossible to jump upwards continuously...

At this moment, with a "buzzing" sound, Jean's arrow that had been preparing for a long time came out of the string!

"Get out!" A trace of haze appeared in Blanche's eyes!

Blanche, who already understood that it was impossible to go back and change everything, was in a very bad mood at this moment! She only had a trace of magic, but she still had a crystal ball! Viscount Helen prepared for her with very few impurities and was very large, and it could store enough magic power reserves equivalent to a high-level magician? And it was the "imperial magic" stored by Blanche himself!

A ball of black orb suddenly appeared in front of Blanche.

This black ball stretched out countless tentacles? It was like an octopus monster, and its tentacles grabbed hard in the air. It immediately grabbed a fireball out of thin air? Or an ice cone, or a wind blade... Its dozens of tentacles showed their power together? It grabbed a large amount of magic and threw it at the opposite side. Suddenly, it seemed like a small magic storm appeared in the arena!

If you only look at this scene? I am afraid that dozens of magicians stand side by side to release magic in one direction!

The great wizard Flinda did not attend today.

Therefore, it can be said that there was no real authority in the magic world present... Although everyone was amazed at Jane Tozel's performance, they did not feel anything wrong... Only the academic representative from the magic holy land of Bander, his eyebrows gradually stood up? His eyes were extremely shocked and there was a little bit of surprise!

The arrows flashing in green light?     It was quickly worn out in the storm-like magic, and the remaining magic continued to surge towards Gene.

The flame raven rising in the flames and Grucien who had become bigger, worked together to protect Gene, but it only blocked for a while... When the magic storm slowly stopped? People could see that there was a piece of sand sculpture slightly larger than a person in the place where Gene was standing before! And Grucien had already become the size of a puppy? Lying beside him, wailing.

"Crash."

The sand suddenly dissipated, and Gene sniffed twice? He jumped out of it!

He was a little angry, obviously? Just now the referee thought he could not stop the magic storm? So he took the initiative to control quicksand to protect him! But doing so? It was equivalent to forcing Gene out of force...

"I don't need protection...I can hold on..." Gene screamed in anger.

"I declare that the winner of this game is Jane Tozel!" The referee ignored him and announced the result directly!

However……

"I admit defeat!" The girl's low voice suddenly rang.

"What did you say?" the referee was stunned.

"I gave up, so he is the champion, I am the runner-up! Remember to give me that high-level essence dragon blood." Blanche repeated it, then turned around and walked out of the arena.

"You said nothing!" The referee was a middle-aged man. He frowned deeply at this moment, looking a little angry. "I have the right to judge the victory or defeat based on the situation on the spot. If you hadn't been protecting me, Gene would not be able to resist it. Obviously you won! You have the right to admit defeat, but you can only decide the victory or defeat!"

"Look at the ground there?" Blanche walked to the sidelines, stopped and turned around.

The middle-aged man frowned and turned around.

A sand warrior with only half of his body was still struggling weakly on the ground - that was Gene's sand puppet.

The violent magic storm did not completely destroy it, leaving it with two arms and a complete upper body.

"His sandman still has the power to fight, but I don't have it anymore." Blanche shook his iron wrist guards at this time, and his three sandman teammates suddenly turned into a pool of loose sand, and she also took a small step back lightly - it was this small step that she left the field.

"You..." The referee glared at her for a while, and finally shook his head helplessly: "Jen wins!"

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"Why do you want to admit defeat?" Outside the arena, Viscount Helen finally waited until Blanche came out of the contestant's passage and hurriedly met him.

He was almost crazy! He didn't dare to get angry at Blanche, so he could only pull his hair around while he was still there.

"Because I need dragon blood." The cloaked girl whispered, "If you want to practice emperor magic to the extreme, you must constantly improve your physical strength. This is what the teacher told me before his death. So from the beginning, my goal was to reward the second place with the advanced essence dragon blood! Even the dragon crystal dust is not as important as it."

"But!" Viscount Helen shivered, "Did you forget the threat letter I mentioned? Without Dragon Crystal Shadow, that apostle would not let us go... Otherwise, go find the 'that person' you mentioned before to help?"

Blanche shook her head and whispered to herself: "I understand her... She may not be much better than me now. She has not attended the competition today. She must have gone back to Carl King's Court... Maybe she will join the Palace Mage Group, maybe she will inherit the title of the family, but no matter who will compete with the Holy See... In short, I can't count on her in a short period of time."

"But you don't have to worry." Blanche suddenly unveiled her hood and looked at Viscount Helen with a bright look, "Take me to your room, I want to use that magic circle!"

"Which magic circle?" Viscount Helen didn't react for a moment.

"I would like to pray to the abyss and devote myself to the faith of darkness. I would like to trade fairly with my soul, flesh and blood, and the demons of the abyss..." Blanche recited a few spells, and the pronunciation was strange because it was an ancient demigod language, which was not understood by ordinary people at all.

But Viscount Helen understood the pronunciation as soon as he heard it, and showed an unconcealed look of surprise!

"You are willing to be an apostle? That's great...what changed your mind?"

Blanche didn't answer.

How could she tell Helen that if it weren't for the huge gap in strength, she would probably have taken action against the "God Punisher" today!

Blanche never suspected that Marchesno was the real murderer of his father. After all, with the relationship between Flinda and the Lord of Jumo, Blanche knew "Uncle Marche" since he was a child... and his father was even more unlikely to be a member of the Abyss Church. Blanche believed this very much. If Marchesno was not the murderer, the real murderer could only be the white-haired old woman herself!

Blanche knew very well.

If my mother went to the Karl court, she would be bound by invisible rules when she got her backing... Maybe she could use the royal family to suppress the Holy See, but she could not take revenge quickly! The biggest possibility is that the royal family eventually incorporated the Holy See, and the Pope became a member of the cabinet again, serving as the "Chief Pastor" position that has existed since ancient times...

That was not what Blanche wanted to see, but was satisfactory.

Only by joining the Abyss Church can you do whatever you want without any restraint.
Chapter completed!