The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Seventh-level experts don't easily show themselves; they typically serve as heads of their families, with only one or two operating outside.

Generally, seventh-level experts are preparing for the eighth level, desperately trying to comprehend the rules to reach the eighth level as quickly as possible. There are almost no exceptions. Just look at Dole himself to understand how difficult the eighth level is.

Unless necessary, ordinary seventh-level experts won't come out to handle matters. In this world where eighth-level experts don't appear, it's already remarkable for an average organization to spare one or two seventh-level experts as heads. The Alexander family being able to send out two seventh-level experts to manage affairs is already incredibly arrogant in the Imperial City.

However, Dole is also a seventh-level expert, and his strength is quite formidable. With just one strike, he completely shattered Toby's confidence. On the verge of life and death, Toby had no choice but to retreat. Losing is losing; there are no excuses.

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The plaza at the labyrinth entrance.

Dole stood on the high platform, his gaze stern, coldly watching all the other organizations withdrawing from within, his eyes filled with chilling intent.

Most of those emerging from the labyrinth world were fifth and sixth-level experts, who were initially dissatisfied. However, under the cold gaze of a seventh-level expert, they could only stand aside, waiting for their own leaders to emerge.

Before long, Dole encountered a seventh-level expert.

The white light dissipated, revealing a figure who turned out to be from the Edward family. He hadn't joined the Glory Wizard Alliance but existed as a freelancer. As soon as he appeared, his eyes immediately focused on Usbuer.

Usbuer's gaze was indifferent, and he immediately looked disdainful.

If it were Toby, he might have valued him a bit, being an inheritor of an ancient family with decent strength. But among these aristocratic seventh-level experts, few are capable fighters.

The Edward family member then noticed Dole. He didn't recognize Dole but saw that the other party was very young.

Sensing the power emanating from Dole, he was slightly startled. Such a young seventh-level expert—who is this?

He quickly thought of a legend and the news he had just received.

Toby was almost killed with one strike, and it was by this young man. Was this decision made by him?

He slowly stepped forward and calmly asked, "May I ask Councilor Usbuer, was this decision made by the Glory Wizard Alliance, or by someone individually? Why set such a rule? It doesn't align with our initial agreement."

Usbuer smiled faintly, "This naturally comes from the Glory Wizard Alliance's regulations. Please ask Honorary Chairman Dole for the specifics."

He turned to look at Dole, saying with a solemn expression, "Honorary Chairman Dole? May I ask, is this decision rash?"

Dole had already prepared his words. At this moment, his eyes narrowed, his voice low and slow, "The Glory Empire is at war with the Nightmare Empire. Most of the high-end combat power has gone to the front lines, and the rear is poorly managed. A bunch of riffraff has appeared in the labyrinth world, undermining the rules of the Glory Wizard Alliance. After reporting to Chairman Vasily, I decided to prune the personnel entering the Glory Wizard Alliance's labyrinth world to facilitate management and prevent certain bad apples. What, does your Edward family want to stand up for someone?"

The man was stunned. It turned out that someone from the Alexander family had offended this person, and this person was taking it out on everyone?

He said with a stiff face, "That's not the case. I just wanted to ask if it was decided by the Glory Wizard Alliance. Honorary Chairman Dole, do you have so much power?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dole sneered, "The Glory Wizard Alliance and the Empire Magister Corps's high-level powers are not here, so it's normal to screen the personnel of some subordinate secret realms. I am here today, and I represent the Glory Wizard Alliance. Anyone who disagrees can step forward now."

With a flick of his hand, a jet-black scythe, exuding a terrifying aura of death and darkness, appeared in his hand. A faint white light enveloped the blade, and the space was gently torn apart wherever the blade passed.

As soon as the scythe appeared, its sharpness was unparalleled. Everyone on the plaza felt their hair stand on end, as if they were about to face imminent disaster.

Sharpness, edge, an indescribable sense of tearing appeared on everyone's body.

After Dole took out the scythe, he immediately said to Usbuer beside him, "Inform everyone to make a choice in half an hour. If they can't make a choice, I'll personally go in and help them choose."

Usbuer gave Dole a slight thumbs-up, also a little shocked as he looked at the huge black scythe in his hand.

Attaching spatial runes to the scythe, although this can also be done through certain alchemical tools, it's clearly about to form a witchcraft.

The perfect combination of witchcraft nodes and runes is simply following Chairman Vasily's old path. This method can be mentioned to Chairman Vasily for reference.

Shocking, with this strike, it's no wonder Toby was directly defeated. With one strike, the space is torn apart. Without enough energy support, no one below the eighth level can withstand it.

He nodded. With Dole in charge, he could also do some things boldly and immediately said, "I'll inform the Witch God family members to come out."

The Edward family member dared not speak at this time. The black scythe, the unparalleled madness, even made the space tremble. It seemed to be witchcraft, but it was actually a combination of witchcraft and alchemy. With this strike, it's no wonder Toby directly fell to his knees and admitted defeat.

Not admitting defeat would mean death.

The labyrinth world is only so big; it couldn't escape the notice of other seventh-level experts. Everyone knew what happened to Toby.

Just then, a member of the Witch God family appeared from the white light. Seeing the situation on the surrounding plaza and the large scythe in Dole's hand, he cursed a few times in his heart. Why should they all pay the price for the Alexander family's mistakes?

Truly damned.

The seventh-level expert from the Witch God family initially wanted to argue, but after seeing the scythe in Dole's hand, he immediately thought a lot. This witchcraft is truly terrifying. With this strike, apart from desperately increasing the energy density of the space and increasing the solidity of the space, there is almost nothing else that can be done. Under the tearing of space, everyone would die. Moreover, his ability to do this naturally meant he had the support of the Glory Wizard Alliance. Perhaps the ancestor of the Empire Magister Corps was standing nearby; he had just sensed the aura of the Fire King ancestor.

However, the Witch God family was not to be trifled with either.

Almost as soon as he came out, after thinking for half a minute, he looked at Dole and said, "Honorary Chairman Dole, I am Grolod of the Witch God family of the Northern Kingdom. We support the Glory Wizard Alliance's decision, but we will truthfully report this matter to the Witch God family."

Dole glanced, gently waving the black scythe in his hand, a spatial ripple spreading in all directions, the terrifying sharpness of spatial tearing wantonly released to the surroundings.

Feeling this, everyone's expression changed slightly, especially Grolod.

Dole looked at him with a fake smile, "What, are you threatening me?"

Grolod took two steps back, not daring to step forward. The spatial magic array surrounded this area. If Dole directly attacked, he really wouldn't be able to leave.

"I wouldn't dare."

"If you wouldn't dare, then shut up."

Dole was a little proud. He felt very inflated recently, but he also had the capital to be inflated because the Silicon-Based Clone was about to be completed. As long as the Silicon-Based Clone was successful, he would fear no one below the eighth level. Even if it was an eighth level, he could contend with it to some extent.

Although it had only been a year since he became a seventh-level expert, a year was enough for many things to happen to a research-oriented wizard like him.