Previously, the search area of each team was mainly focused on the west side because according to the original agreement, they would not be able to reach the east city within seven days. Therefore, if there were no accidents, the fifth sacred relic should be there.
Lolo was discussing the next action plan with Rob when she noticed Mr. Harris walking towards them. In just a few days, the wrinkles on the old man's forehead seemed to have deepened. He brought with him some bad news. "I just did a headcount and found that four teams did not gather at the central square according to the agreed time."
"Could they have gotten lost, or encountered some powerful magical beasts?" Genji was taken aback.
"We can't rule out this possibility, but we have to prepare for the worst." Mr. Harris sighed. "Judging from the time that has passed, the monster is probably almost recovered."
Luo Luo nodded and said, "We'll investigate this matter immediately."
"No, you should immediately set off to the east city to search for the last sacred relic. If not, it will be too late by the time the others realize what has happened. By then, they will not let you, who have the sacred sword, leave." The old man shook his head. "I have some understanding of the sacred relic. The power of a complete and incomplete sacred relic is very different. Right now, you and this sacred sword are our only hope. If you lose, it means that we have completely lost the ability to resist. I don't need to say more about the ending. There is not much we can do now. All we can do is try our best to create a fairer duel for all of you."
"What do you mean?"
"Later, I will call on everyone to continue searching for the whereabouts of the last sacred relic. If that monster has really entered the inner city, with so many of us here, we should be able to delay it for a while. You can use this time to find the last sacred relic." Mr. Harris's next words shocked the four of them.
The old man's meaning was clear. He planned to deceive the other freshmen in the arena again. Without their consent, he would use their lives to exchange for precious time for Lolo and the others.
Mr. Harris then looked at Rob on the other side. "I've heard that you've been to the monster's lair. According to your previous analysis, those who have been parasitized haven't lost their self-consciousness, and those insects won't destroy the host's body unless it's absolutely necessary. Does this mean that even if they are parasitized, there's still a possibility of saving them?"
Your Honor, the future Supreme Magister, nodded. "That's true in theory, but …"
Mr. Harris waved his hand. "I only need to know that there is such a hope. In fact, I know it very well. The reason why I asked this is to make my conscience feel better." The old man laughed self-deprecatingly. "The situation is urgent. You'd better hurry and leave. The sooner you return, the higher our chances of survival will be."
Lolo shook her head. "That's too dangerous. Let us deal with that monster. Maybe this sacred artifact only needs to unleash half of its power to deal with that thing."
"You and I both know how small the possibility of that is. We only have one chance. If we lose, it means that we've completely lost the hope of turning the tables. When that time comes, it'll be hard for us to escape death." "If you really want to protect everyone, then learn to make the right choice in the most difficult of times." Elder Harris was very clear about this.
… …
The little golem felt as if it was bouncing on the back of a giant dragon. After that, it was spun around by the giant for two rounds, and finally, someone kicked it in the butt. It rolled on the ground for a long distance, and finally came to a stop because of the friction between its face and the ground.
Fortunately, most golems had rough skin and thick flesh. The fall did not cause too serious a problem. However, the little golem swore that it would never use such a simple teleportation array again. It got up and hurriedly looked in Claire's direction, only to find that the old man was standing there steadily. He did not even sprain his feet when he landed.
The golem heaved a sigh of relief and could not help but scratch its head. What was going on? Both of them were teleported together. Why was it the only one in such a mess? Could it be that its luck had not been very good recently? The little golem was about to ask the old man if there was any way to change its luck when it saw Claire stagger and fall to the ground.
The little golem was shocked and rushed over quickly. Only then did it realize that the old man's long dress was soaked in blood, and his face was extremely pale.
"It's a space turbulence. I think I was hit by a space turbulence during the teleportation and cut the artery on my thigh." Claire stretched out a hand to cover the wound. Her expression was very calm, and she did not complain about the little golem's clumsy teleportation array. It was as if she was talking about something trivial. However, at the current rate of blood loss, she would faint in five minutes at most. By then, her life might be in danger.
Fortunately, the place where they were teleported happened to be near a supply point. The little golem found a hemostatic potion and cotton cloth to bandage the wound, and helped the old man treat the wound. At least, her injury was under control. However, this way, the old man could not walk on her own for the time being. So the golem took out a small cart from the supply point and let Claire lie on it.
After doing all this, the golem was also very tired. It sat on a bag of flour, and its eyes looked a little dazed.
The freshmen arena might be vast in the eyes of ordinary people, but to a seventh grade Great Wizard, there weren't many secrets. Once the entrance to the outside world was blocked, it would be almost impossible for them to survive the month by just hiding. Not to mention, they didn't only have to hide from a seventh grade Great Wizard, but also that monster from the Heresy Court. No matter which one they encountered, they wouldn't be able to resist in their current state.
Perhaps the only good news was that they were teleported into the inner city this time. The environment here was more complicated than the desert in the outer city, and there were more places for them to hide. However, it was only a few more days, and they would not be able to escape in the end.
Claire closed her eyes and rested for a while, recovering a little. She noticed the little golem beside her with a depressed expression, and reached out to touch its head. She said, "When I recover a little bit of strength, we'll go find that girl from the Bretton Family."
"???" The golem did not understand what was the use of looking for a grade one swordsman at this time.
The old man still had some difficulty speaking. "That guy Xavier had a good plan. By tampering with the teleportation array, he blocked Foreman and the others outside. After that, he only needed to cut off a few passages between the arena and the outside world to buy himself about a month and a half. Before that monster grows up, he will be the ruler of this place. In general, there is no problem with this plan, except for one thing —"
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