When everyone's attention was focused on these ten people, their names quickly flashed across the screen.
Philosopher, Phantom Deer, Ghost Flame, Demon Gourmet, Dripping River …
As the names flashed, ten cards appeared on the screen at the same time and scattered in a gust of wind.
When they got their hands on the cards, they heard the sound of glass breaking.
When they looked closer, they saw that the barrier around the square had disappeared, revealing the path to the top of the mountain.
They looked at each other, and in the end, the philosopher took the lead and set foot on this path.
Without the cover of clouds, the blazing sun shone down on the yellow road, causing it to shimmer with a golden halo. It was as if this was truly a path filled with glory and glory.
The apprentices on the pillars looked at the ten people walking toward the top of the mountain with envy in their eyes. However, the people standing on the stone pillars were also envied by the spectators.
…
The audience's view was different from what they saw in the real world.
It wasn't like the Sea of Trolls or the other matches. They couldn't see the Path of Glory. All they could see was what was shown by a special Rune Eye.
This special view was similar to the "Drama Box" that became popular in Floating Mech City recently.
The Rune Eye would show the most interesting scenes by changing the camera angle.
"Melantha told me that this method is based on your Cage Shadow," Farrina said to Angor. Farrina whispered to Angor, "But I still think your Cage Shadow is more natural."
"That's good enough," Angor said as he looked at the scene in front of him.
Angor's knowledge came from watching movies on Earth in his hologram tablet. However, he had to watch a lot of movies to gain a basic understanding.
However, the wizard who controlled this Magic Eye might have only watched a special movie in the Cage of Shadow, and he was able to do such a thing. It was obvious that he was very skilled.
Angor also felt a little ashamed of himself when it came to the composition of the picture. He reckoned that the person behind this must be a Magus who had an excellent eye for artistic expression.
Like now.
Using the Rune Eye, the ten rising stars walked toward the palace at the top of the mountain. With them as the main characters, the scene was also shown from a very special angle, showing the people standing on the stone pillars.
It was neither too fast nor too slow, just enough for the audience to see the different expressions on their faces.
Some were silent, some were smiling, some were looking down, and some were looking up.
No matter how silent her expression was, it was outlined by the bright sunlight. Coupled with the wind blowing her clothes and hair, it was as if she had a layer of halo around her. Even the most rational person could not help but sigh when they saw this scene.
These were the future superstars of the southern wizarding region!
Behind these beautiful faces, there might be someone who could influence the future of the entire southern wizarding region. They might even reach the legendary level.
They were the hope of the southern wizarding region and the future of the wizarding world.
Even the high and mighty sorcerers were moved by the presentation of the images, let alone the audience. Perhaps they did not understand the artistic tension of the images, but the impact it brought to them was not diminished in the least.
They looked at those faces excitedly, wishing that they could personally enter and replace them.
However, the Rising Star Competition was over, and they had no chance to replace these players.
But the tide of this great era wasn't over. Even if they didn't become a member of the rising star competition, it didn't mean the future didn't belong to them.
The future was like a sandbox in a box. No one knew what kind of scenery would appear inside.
Each and every one of them had the opportunity to show their existence on this sandbox.
…
In the Infinite Arena —
The top ten of the rising star competition were getting closer and closer to the palace at the top of the mountain.
"By the way, why is this place called the Path of Glory?" Tromm, who was wearing a deer-antler hat, asked in confusion.
Tromm glanced at the people around him, but no one answered him.
Tromm finally looked at Su Yatutai. He had the aura of a scholar, which made Tromm feel like he was looking at a teacher in the academy.
After being stared at by Tromm for a long time, Su Yatutai finally said softly, "The name doesn't mean anything. But being noticed is an honor in itself. "
Su Yatutai looked up. All he could see was the clear sky and the dazzling sunlight.
But he knew very well that outside this world, there were countless people in the audience looking at them.
Being in the center of tens of thousands of people, being watched by tens of thousands of people with either longing or excitement, could actually be considered a kind of glory. And that was what they had been experiencing all this time.
Tromm paused for a second before he realized something.
"It's just superficial vanity. As for the real situation, it's fine as long as you know it in your heart." A cold voice with a hint of mockery sounded.
It was Keely who spoke. Impatience was written all over her body. She didn't like interacting with people, and this time, she was walking with the person she hated the most.
Keely glanced at Jebra who was standing not far away from her with a disgusted look.
"I don't know if it's superficial or not. But the ritual itself is powerful." It was Su Yatutai again. "Cat Lantern Witch, you should know about rituals. Since it's a ritual, I don't mind going through the process."
Keely coldly snorted and didn't continue to argue. She was very clear that Kanter was definitely looking at her right now. What happened with Jebra at the Aroma Square was not over yet. If he did something like that in front of so many people, Kanter's reaction would be unpredictable.
Tromm's question, Su Yatutai's answer, and Keely's sarcastic remark all seemed to have opened up the ten contestants' mouths.
Once in a while, the atmosphere started to lighten up.
However, not all of them could get along with each other. Some of them even had conflicts with each other before, which made the atmosphere very awkward.
For example, Azaz and Carveline.
Aziz looked at Carveline in the distance and hesitated for a while before walking forward. "Carveline, about the previous match, I …"
Carveline glanced at Azaz and interrupted him. "I don't care about the competition. However, your ability is quite interesting. "
Carveline nodded and didn't ask about Azaz's ability. "If you just want to talk about the competition, it's already over."
Azaz considered for a moment. "There's something else. Mister Padt asked me to look after Shiliew. She's — "
Azaz looked behind Carveline and saw Shiliew sleeping on Carveline's shoulder.
As a matter of fact, it was perfectly normal for Shiliew to sleep. Everyone knew about Dripping River's strange habits. However, Azaz saw with his own eyes that Shiliew didn't sleep on her own. It was Carveline who knocked her out.
"I know what you're trying to say. If I don't knock her out, the ceremony won't go smoothly." Carveline glanced at Jebra.
With Jebra around, Shiliew would definitely go crazy.
This was something that Shan had asked her to do. Shiliew was there at the time, and she knew her own situation. Since Shiliew didn't refuse, Carveline decided to help her out.
After all, she was still living in Fangling Pavilion.
Azaz didn't know about Shiliew's condition, but since Carveline said so, he didn't say anything. Mister Padt was outside anyway, and he should be able to see what was going on.
With that in mind, Azaz nodded at Carveline and stepped aside.
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