Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 606 - 604: Black Crystal Ball

Wizard Macbeth raised his eyebrows quickly and walked to Dean Sieg’s side, offering a tactful reminder, "Dean Sieg, the situation is a bit special right now. It might be better if you stepped in to maintain the situation, otherwise, if a real fight breaks out, no matter who wins, it will be difficult to continue with this exchange conference, and the Alliance’s proposal might just remain a proposal."

"You make sense," Dean Sieg nodded slightly after hearing Wizard Macbeth’s words, but he didn’t move and instead smiled.

"Dean Sieg, this..." Wizard Macbeth frowned heavily at Sieg, feeling that Sieg’s attitude was extremely abnormal.

But this was just the beginning.

"Ha ha ha!" The next moment, Dean Sieg burst into laughter, turned his head to Wizard Macbeth, then glanced at the other White Stone Tower Wizards and Mephisto, and said loudly, "Wizards of the White Stone Tower, there is something I want to say, that is: whether you believe it or not, I had anticipated the embarrassing situation we find ourselves in before the commencement of this exchange conference."

"Hmm?"

At that, everyone in the hall turned to look at Dean Sieg.

"Tap tap tap..."

Dean Sieg stepped forward, returning to the wooden platform to become the focus of everyone’s attention, and said slowly, "Wizards of the White Stone Tower, I know you have always been busy, expending a great deal of energy toward the goal of forming the Alliance. And I myself am willing to believe that you have no plots or selfish motives. However, to be honest, even so, forming this Alliance is still not easy—you have oversimplified the matter, really.

Just now, I remember Wizard Mephisto said a sentence which was ’Hundreds of Wizard Organizations on the East Coast have maintained the situation for hundreds of years, and although there may be backstabbing, there has never been large-scale battle or annexation actions.’

This sentence can actually be said in reverse, that is ’Hundreds of Wizard Organizations on the East Coast have maintained the situation for hundreds of years, though there have never been large-scale battles or annexation actions, backstabbing has always existed.’

In fact, the actual situation is even worse. Apart from a few Wizard Organizations that are somewhat friendly, most of them have conflicts between them, even unresolved deep-seated hatreds. Isn’t the White Stone Tower and the Ancient God’s Eye a prime example? The other Wizard Organizations aren’t doing much better.

Under these circumstances, you want to establish an Alliance, cram everyone into one framework, and focus everyone’s power together? This is very difficult, almost impossible to achieve—at least in the short term, there is no hope in sight! After all, many Wizard Organizations have not experienced the calamity faced by your White Stone Tower and simply can’t understand your urgency.

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At this point, Mephisto and the Warlock from the Ancient God’s Eye had already stopped fighting. Mephisto listened to Sieg’s words and frowned slightly, "Dean Sieg, do you really think so? Speaking of which, others may not know, but you should know we are not lying. The insane Wizard Organization that destroyed our White Stone Tower truly exists and might initiate a second operation at any time."

"Yes, I am fully aware. I am well aware that what you say is true. But while I’m clear on these matters, I still don’t think you can successfully establish an Alliance."

"Then why do you still help us and fully support holding this exchange conference?" Mephisto’s brow furrowed deeply, and the brows of the others from the White Stone Tower also wrinkled, "Honestly, Dean Sieg, I’m a bit perplexed by you now."

"Perplexed, huh?" Dean Sieg chuckled first, then his expression became stern, "Since you’re perplexed, let me make things clear to you."

"Yes, I understand everything, and it’s because I understand everything that I can see clearly one thing: standing together with your White Stone Tower and those Wizard Organizations from the East Coast that simply cannot truly unite,is a sure loss!

Since I know the outcome, why would I continue to insist on the wrong choice, rather than try to change it? After all, I’m not an old stubborn like the former Dean Mason. So, just like any sensible person would do, I represent the entire Deep Blue Castle in switching sides, choosing to stand with the opposition.

And the reason I supported your White Stone Tower so staunchly was just to find an opportunity to gather you all together, to capture you all in one fell swoop. After all, it would be quite difficult to eradicate you one by one if you were scattered. Understand now!"

"This!"

The wizards present were stunned by these words, taking a long time to digest the information conveyed by Sieg’s words.

"You!"

The wizards around the wooden platform from the White Stone Tower, "swish" all at once, distanced themselves from Dean Sieg, looking at him with suspicion and disbelief. Their gazes were wary and incredulous, as the truth was too shocking and against all reason.

Mephisto stared at Dean Sieg for a long while, confirming aloud, "Dean Sieg, what you just said, is it true? Or are you just joking?"

"If indeed it was a joke, I must say, Dean Sieg, that joke was a bit too much, it really scared us," Wizard Macbeth followed.

Dean Sieg glanced at Mephisto, Wizard Macbeth, and others, and shook his head gently, "No, I’m not joking. I know that even now, you still dare not truly believe. And it’s precisely because of this, because I know you don’t even have the courage to face the reality, that I was so resolute in changing sides and standing with the opponent. Ah, you really don’t understand what you are facing, nor the kind of power the other side possesses!"

"Alright, alright, I know that even as I say this, you still harbor a sliver of fantasy. So, I’ll do a good deed and shatter your last illusion, to make you clearly understand what this world is really like!"

As the voice faded, Dean Sige suddenly raised his hand without warning and aimed at the closest, Macbeth, unleashing a burst of purple energy.

Even though Macbeth sensed danger at the last moment and desperately cast a Magic Shield, it was too rushed, and combined with the full force of Sieg’s attack, it failed to stop it.

With a loud "bang," Macbeth was blasted away, hitting the ground with another "bang," his life or death uncertain.

"Macbeth!"

Mephisto and the other White Stone Tower wizards cried out.

"Teacher!"

Gro and Nancy shouted.

"Wizard Macbeth!"

The wizards present exclaimed, all stunned, even Grang, a warlock usually at odds with White Stone Tower, was staring wide-eyed at Sieg.

"Clap, clap!"

Sige, however, appeared relaxed, clapping his hands as if dusting off dirt, and swept his gaze over the crowd, "Well now, everyone should roughly understand what’s going on, right? Yes, you are indeed participating in a conference, but in addition, it’s a carefully laid trap I’ve set—a trap to kill you all!"

"But Dean Sieg, you’ve fallen into this trap yourself, haven’t you!" a wizard from White Mist City stood up, staring sternly at Sieg, "There are thousands of wizards and wizard apprentices here, even if you are powerful, you can’t possibly take on all of us! You’ve led me into a trap, but you’re surrounded yourself. If you want to kill us, how will you avoid being killed by us first?"

"Heh, so it’s Master Vico from White Mist City, what you say has some merit," Sige responded after listening, undisturbed, nodding, "You make a good point, under the current situation, I indeed should be the one to die sooner.

But do you think I haven’t considered this? Master Vico, if you really want to kill me, then go ahead and try, and you’ll see what happens next."

"Is this a threat?" the wizard named Vico from White Mist City squinted.

"No, I’m merely scorning you," Sige replied with a light chuckle.

"You, scoundrel!" Wizard Vico from White Mist City was infuriated and bellowed, "Everyone, follow me and strike, let’s take down this conceited fool!"

As his words fell, Vico leapt from his seat, quickly dashing toward Sige, and others also surged forward, following Vico towards Sige.

The wizards of White Stone Tower naturally wouldn’t fall behind, glancing at the grievously injured Macbeth, either furious or sorrowful, they unleashed powerful spells, collectively targeting Sige.

Instantly, purple lightning, scorching flames, icy Ice Cones, and sharp Wind Blades bombarded Sige densely.

However, Sige made no move to block them, letting the attacks hit him, and the next moment, his body burst with a "whoosh," like a bubble popping.

As his body shattered, a black, eerie Crystal Ball fell from the air.

Before anyone could react, with a "crash," the black Crystal Ball shattered, unleashing a strange Energy Wave, sweeping across the entire area.

"This!"

"This is!"

"Could it be!"

"Damn it!"

In an instant, the faces of all the wizards present drastically changed.

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