Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes-Chapter 330 - 105: On Attrition Warfare

Although Anvis had already seen the ruins of the city in the Crystal Ball, when he truly arrived at the site, he was still amazed by the grandeur and beauty of these ruins.

The vast ancient city, with a faint air of collapse, lay silently in a massive crater.

The long passage of time had dulled its former splendor, but also endowed it with the charms and depths of history.

After disembarking, the students did not immediately enter the ruins. Instead, the deputy dean began with providing some basic information about the ruins.

This was to give the students a rudimentary understanding of the existence and danger level of the ruins.

Afterward, under the personal escort of many High Rank Professionals, everyone officially entered the ruins, gathering in a small plaza in front of the city’s former Magic Great Library.

It seemed that due to impact, a large elf statue of a female holding a Magic Wand, which had once stood in the center of the square, had now fallen, creating a shallow pit on one side of the ground.

At this point, Hughes, the Ninth Rank deputy principal known as "Light of Illusion," stepped forward, standing on the shoulder of the statue, to announce the rules of the first competition to all the students.

"According to the rules of the Pamir Grand Competition, first comes the team formation phase."

"Now, all students ranked Fourth Rank and below, step forward and touch this Crystal Ball with your academy Identity Card to obtain your team number."

As his voice fell, a giant Crystal Ball emitting a faint blue Radiance silently emerged, floating beside Hughes.

The students approached in an orderly manner, and as instructed, touched the Crystal Ball with their Identity Cards. With a flash of blue light, they received a random team number.

Watching this scene, Anvis made no move to participate, but Fiona, who was standing beside Anvis, seemed eager to try.

However, just as she was also about to step forward to draw a number, Anvis gently tugged at her, signaling the young girl not to go.

"Brother? Aren’t we going to draw a number?"

Taken aback by Anvis’s interference, the girl turned her head in confusion, her lake-blue eyes inquiring as she looked at the young man.

"No... Fei, unlike them, we don’t need to take part in the random team formation phase."

Anvis gently shook his head and began to explain the reason in a low voice to the girl. freēnovelkiss.com

"No matter which team we end up with, it would cause a severe imbalance.

Therefore, not just us, but all descendants of the Four Great Families and the Royal Family do not need to participate in forming teams. Instead, we can go directly to the final battle phase.

This has been an unwritten Rule since the eleventh Pamir Academy Grand Competition."

In fact, descendants of the Four Great Families and the Royal Family usually don’t participate in the Pamir Grand Competition. They serve as honorary judges, along with other High Rank Professionals, observing which prodigies emerge in this year’s competition.

And after the first place is decided in the Grand Competition, they symbolically accept the challenge of the final winning team.

The reason for this arrangement is simple; the gap in overall strength between the descendants of the Empire’s Five great families and the other Pamir students is too large.

If descendants of the Four Great Families and the Royal Family participate in the competition, the top few spots would be without suspense, almost certainly taken by members of these five families.

As the competitions became more frequent, everyone grew tired of the finals always being an internal battle between the five families.

Thus, after the eleventh Pamir Grand Competition ended, the descendants of the five families at that time agreed among themselves to no longer take part in the random team drawing phase.

Since then, the Grand Competition truly started to show the scene of a hundred factions vying for supremacy. Occasionally, commoner geniuses with fortuitous opportunities would emerge and perform brilliantly in the competition.

"I see... I understand now..."

After listening to the young man’s explanation, Fiona nodded with some confusion.

It was the first time she realized that being too strong could also pose problems.

While Anvis and Fiona were talking, in front of the statue, the majority of the low-rank students had already finished drawing lots.

"Are there any students below the fourth rank who haven’t drawn their team number yet?"

Looking around for a moment and seeing no response, Hughes continued speaking.

"Very well, now students of the fourth rank and above, come here to draw your team numbers."

At the same time, the crystal ball flashed and turned dark red.

After all the students were done drawing, Hughes waved his hand, and the crystal ball disappeared again.

"Next, you will have one Magic Time to familiarize yourselves with your temporary teammates. After one Magic Time, the current Pamir competition will officially begin.

The first segment is the team combat round, where all teams will draw lots to randomly select their opponents and send out five members for combat; the team whose members all fall will be deemed defeated."

"Each team will start with five thousand initial team points. On this basis, winning a match will earn one thousand points, while losing will deduct one thousand points.

After five bouts, the teams whose final points are in the top twenty percent will successfully advance to the next round of the rematch."

"During this segment, aside from space items, the use of any magic items brought by the students themselves is prohibited.

Only equipment and tools made on the spot by team members may be used, and the total volume of the team’s space items must not exceed ten basic spatial units..."

After detailing each of the competition’s restrictive rules, Hughes stroked his smooth scalp. He watched all the students quickly gather into teams according to their numbers.

Soon, one Magic Time rushed by.

Taking out another crystal ball, Hughes input all the team numbers and began to allocate the opponents for all the teams.

This time, the crystal ball lit up with changing colors. As a myriad of numbers flashed within, the initial matchup list for everyone was projected into mid-air.

Although the use of their own magic items was prohibited, many people still had other cards up their sleeves. Looking at one another, they all spotted a faint confidence in each other’s eyes.

Next, the many teams began to head toward the arena for this segment of the competition.

The majority of teams below the fourth rank would fight in the ancient gladiatorial arena, which could accommodate eight teams battling simultaneously.

At first, many students felt awkward and restrained without their own equipment.

But after watching the first few battles, some sharp students realized and had the team members responsible for equipment and logistics massively duplicate the magic scrolls that required the shortest production time.

Those in charge of combat used these scrolls to gain a significant advantage in the subsequent matches.

Seeing these teams’ strategies, the other teams were not to be outdone, starting to produce a large number of magic scrolls and simple one-time-use alchemy tools, vying in a war of attrition.

The teams above the fourth rank had more options, but after the team’s strategists analyzed the pros and cons, they still decided to go all out in producing magic scrolls.

In an extremely short time, the benefit of manufacturing various mid and low-rank magic scrolls outweighed all other tools.

Thus, the first day of the competition concluded amidst a flurry of one-time-use consumables.

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