Chapter 719: Chapter 25: Hostility

Lynch furrowed his brows, concentrating intently on sensing that fleeting fluctuation of spiritual power. This fluctuation carried a unique, rigorously trained sense of order and icy sharpness…

“It’s someone from the Tower of Order.” Kong’s voice sounded from the side, calmly drawing the same conclusion as Lynch. Her spatial perception was equally acute, clearly capturing that distinct energy signature.

Vanilla looked at Lynch and then at Kong. She wasn’t a Wizard, and not sensitive to minute changes in spiritual power, but from their serious expressions and conversation, she immediately understood the situation.

Instead of getting tense, her eyes lit up, excitedly waving the Cross Sword in her arms, asking in a lowered voice, “What’s going on? Have we run into old enemies? Should we make a move?” There was even a hint of eager excitement in her tone.

Kong didn’t answer immediately but turned to Lynch, seeking his opinion: “The other side seems to be a three-person team as well. What do you think?”

Lynch pondered for a moment, his mind swiftly weighing the pros and cons.

Judging from the characteristics of the spiritual power earlier, the other side was indeed three people, besides the familiar Cyrus and Ragnar, there was also a strange, yet equally powerful Domain Level spiritual power. Both sides were composed of three Domain Wizards, their strength evenly matched, and they did not have an overwhelming advantage.

Engaging rashly in this situation could lead to a standoff with many variables and huge risks.

Moreover…

’Where did that guy Alfred go?’

Lynch’s spirit perception scanned the surrounding area like the most precise radar, yet did not detect any of Alfred’s cold and unique spiritual power fluctuations.

Did this guy never enter this level, or… is he hiding in some dark corner, waiting like a snake for a deadly strike?

Regardless of which scenario, this uncertainty made Lynch cautious, unwilling to easily start a conflict at this moment.

After careful consideration, he finally made a decision: “If possible, it’s better to avoid for now. It’s not the right time to head-on.”

He paused, a flash of cold light passing in his gray eyes, adding: “If we really need to take action, let’s do it after reaching the ninety-fifth floor, when a better opportunity arises.”

He didn’t mind taking action but preferred it when they had an advantage or could take out one or two of the opponent’s combat powers rather than clashing head-on.

“Since that’s the case…” Kong picked up the thread of conversation, clearly agreeing with Lynch’s caution. She pointed to her Space Ring, which flashed faintly, and a small, extremely intricate round metal device appeared in her hand.

The surface of this metal sphere was covered with densely packed, extremely fine strange runes. The construction of these runes was complex and profound, far exceeding Domain Level runes, exuding an enchanting sense of rule power.

Seeing the metal sphere, Lynch’s eyes couldn’t help but light up, whispering in surprise, “A rule witchcraft?” Though he couldn’t completely decipher those runes, he could distinctly feel hints of mysterious and mighty rule power emanating from the sphere, its core resonance sharing a source with the Space Law he was familiar with, yet deeper and vast.

Kong nodded, quickly injecting magic power into the sphere while explaining simply: “Yes, it’s a little gadget my teacher gave me for self-defense. Perfect timing, I’ll show you its effect.”

With that, she unhesitatingly tossed the activated space rule witchcraft onto the muddy ground before them!

The moment the metal sphere hit the ground, it didn’t explode or unfold; instead, it silently opened several intricate interfaces as if alive. From them shot out several soft yet exceptionally stable silver-white beams.

These beams didn’t travel in straight lines but instead curved beautifully in the air as if alive, quickly weaving and constructing around the three of them, forming a perfect, semi-transparent silver-white bubble-like light membrane, enclosing them entirely in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, the silver light on the bubble’s surface rippled violently like water!

Lynch astonishingly felt a fundamental, indescribable change in the space laws around him.

They hadn’t participated in any form of space transmission, yet it was clear they felt as if they had been “peeled” from the current Broken Swamp Plane by an invisible membrane!

It was as if they had entered a micro-dimensional space that clung closely to the main plane yet was completely independent.

Everything in the outside world—murky swamp, pervasive poisonous mist, and even possible prying eyes—became distant as if seen through frosted glass, visible but unable to sense any real presence or energy fluctuations.

They seemed to have become absolute “observers” of this world, rather than participants.

The three quietly waited within that invisible space bubble, retracting all their auras, as if completely merging into the background.

Not long after, three figures appeared in the swamp area that just experienced a battle, still in chaos, with unabashed energy fluctuations.

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They were familiar faces — Cyrus of the Tower of Order and Ragnar of the Hunter Sky Corps.

Besides the two of them, there was also a towering, muscular unfamiliar male wizard, whose muscles seemed to strain against his wizard robe.

His expression was haughty, eyes cold, exuding an imposing presence like polar ice. On the shoulder of his deep blue cloak, a badge composed of an ice crystal and castle pattern was conspicuously eye-catching.

Kong’s gaze lingered momentarily on that badge, quietly confirming and explaining to Lynch: “It’s Lai Ou from the Eternal Freeze Castle. Strange, how did someone from the Land of Extreme Winter get involved with the Tower of Order?”

The Eternal Freeze Castle is one of the core forces representing the eternally silent “Land of Extreme Winter” among the four Supreme Witch Domains.

Lynch raised an eyebrow, observing the wizard seemingly composed of ice and muscle through the distorted spatial barrier: “Lai Ou? Is he difficult to deal with?”

Kong nodded, her expression carrying a rare seriousness: “Very troublesome. He’s a notorious battle maniac from the Land of Extreme Winter, taking the route of extreme physical enhancement fused with frost laws.”

“In terms of sheer combat power and destructive capability, he absolutely ranks in the top twenty of all Domain Wizards currently registered with the Supreme Council.”

Top twenty!

Lynch’s expression immediately took on a shade of seriousness. Above the Domain is the realm of rules, its numbers scarce.

To be ranked in the top twenty among all Domain Wizards in the vast Wizard World, his power is undoubtedly at the pinnacle of the Domain Level, a truly terrifying existence touching the edge of rules.

The three were clearly coming for them. Cyrus frowned, his sharp gaze sweeping over the devastated swamp area, particularly the giant vortex mark left by the sinking Jeja Anaconda, a hint of puzzlement and impatience on his face:

“Strange, the energy traces are still fresh, the battle ended not long ago… How did it suddenly just disappear completely? Clearly, we already sensed Fran’s little rats’ scent.”

The bear-like Lai Ou snorted disdainfully upon hearing this, his voice like ice crashing together: “Cyrus, I told you before, your Spiritual Tracking Technique is only useful against small fry. At crucial moments, you have to rely on my ’Thousand Devouring Nose’!”

Having said this, he actually closed his eyes, then exaggeratedly flared his large nostrils!

The next moment, a bizarre and horrifying scene unfolded! As he moved, the skin on his originally normal nose split abruptly open, revealing dozens of tiny, sesame-sized blood-red eyes!

Simultaneously, countless thin, slippery, sucker-tipped dark purple tendrils extended from the fissures, writhing eagerly in the surrounding air as if with a mind of their own!

This was clearly a wizard who had undergone extreme and sinister body modifications! As he performed this unsettling action, faint yet exceptionally distinct ripples began to appear in the surrounding space, as if a certain perception was forcibly penetrating the dimensional barriers, searching for all hidden traces.

Within the bubble space, Lynch’s heart tightened sharply. He could feel that those bizarre tendril perceptions seemed to touch the edge of their hidden independent dimensional bubble!

It wasn’t long before the tiny eyes on Lai Ou’s nose flickered with terrifying red light simultaneously, and the tendrils shot towards the general direction where Lynch and the others were hiding! His original eyes snapped open, a hunter’s thrill and cruel light flashing in them as he grinned with an icy smile:

“Found these skulking rats! Right in the cracks of this space!”

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