Dorcas's eyes flickered.
Even though it was only a momentary change, Witch Sharon still managed to catch it. Moreover, Witch Sharon had also noticed a change in the flow of Dorcas' blood aura from the feedback of the blood curse.
"Oh? You're trying to buy time, aren't you? "Sharon glanced at Angor, who had been staying silent all this while.
Dorcas had been talking the whole time.
Furthermore, from the blood curse's feedback, she could sense that Dorcas had not done anything else.
Dorcas wasn't buying time for himself. He was doing it for Angor.
However, when Sharon looked at Angor again …
She didn't see anything strange.
Angor was just standing there quietly.
There was no energy ripple coming from him.
Could it be …
Was she wrong?
Just as Witch Sharon was doubting herself, Dorcas finally responded. However, his answer was full of acting.
"Aiyaya, I hid so well, but you still found out." Dorcas hung his head in a very exaggerated manner, his face clearly showing his annoyance.
But very quickly, Dorcas regained his composure and said in a tone that said, "Since you've noticed, then I'll just say it."
"I'm buying time. Because … you don't have much time left."
When Dorcas said the last sentence, he was back to his mysterious and mysterious persona. In Sharon's opinion, he was acting like a Prophet. Everything he said before was just an act. Only the last sentence showed his real face.
That was why Witch Sharon paid the most attention to that last sentence.
"You don't have much time left?" Sharon chuckled. "You're saying you have backup?"
There were only two possibilities for stalling. Either he was doing something, or he was waiting for something.
Neither Angor nor Dorcas was doing anything right now.
The latter was the answer. Besides …
Dorcas had also expressed his attitude of "time is on my side", which made it very clear that he was waiting for further reinforcements.
In the face of Witch Sharon's question, Dorcas smiled and said nothing.
Witch Sharon thought that Dorcas had agreed. She said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you have backup or not, or who your backup is. It doesn't matter to me. I'll leave when I want to. No one can stop me. "
Dorcas said, "I can say the same thing. I'll leave when I want to. Do you dare to stop me? "
The fact that they had entered the arena meant that they had entered the contract set up by Witch Sharon. However, if Witch Sharon took the initiative to stop them or attack them, they would be able to retaliate without any burden.
Would Witch Sharon dare to make a move against them?
For now, it seemed that Witch Sharon didn't dare.
If she tried to stop either of them, she would have to face two wizards at the same time. One of them could fight back, while the other could enter the contract and fight her directly.
Under such circumstances …
Sharon couldn't win against them.
Not even Sharon's space spells. From Sharon's point of view, Angor was a space wizard who wasn't inferior to her.
Dorcas knew that Sharon wouldn't attack him, so he admitted that he was stalling for time.
As for whether they were stalling for time and waiting for reinforcements … that was another matter altogether.
Witch Sharon took a deep look at Dorcas, "Are you sure that I wouldn't dare to make a move against you two?"
"Do you have the guts?"
Witch Sharon was silent at first in the face of Dorcas' provocative question, but after a while, her expression changed subtly.
She suddenly laughed out loud. Her body trembled with laughter, and her eyes narrowed into slits. "Do I have the guts? Why wouldn't I? "
Dorcas noticed the change in Sharon's expression and quickly gave Angor a warning look.
Angor frowned. He looked in another direction and nodded at Dorcas.
At this moment, Witch Sharon continued, "You have backup, but do you think I don't have backup?"
Witch Sharon's lips curled upwards. "Don't you know who my companions are? They're … here. "
As soon as she finished speaking, a large amount of space energy began to surge around her body. Countless black cracks started to spread across Witch Sharon's body like chains.
The cracks that spread out converged into a multi-dimensional black door on the arena behind her.
The gate was supposed to allow them to see the arena behind it. However, as more and more space energy gathered, a spatial rift began to appear inside the gate.
It was … a short-distance teleportation spell!
"Now it's my turn to ask. Are you going to … stop me?" Sharon looked at Dorcas and Angor's serious expressions and laughed out loud.
Dorcas didn't know what spell Witch Sharon had used, but from the conversation that followed, Witch Sharon's companions had arrived. The black gate was probably a space spell used to summon her friends.
With Dorcas' strength and Angor's knowledge of space, it wasn't hard for them to break the gate.
However, Sharon didn't attack them first. If they tried to stop her, they would be dragged into the contract.
Originally, the initiative was still in their hands. However, the world was unpredictable. Who would have thought that her companions would arrive so quickly? Now, they were in a passive position.
If they tried to stop her, they would be dragged into the contract. If they didn't, they would have to face Sharon's friends. By the time Witch Sharon's companions arrived, just the shallow sea strongman alone would be enough to deal with them. Not to mention the unknown strength of her companions.
No matter which one they chose, they wouldn't be easy to deal with.
Dorcas' expression turned serious. He looked at Angor but didn't say anything.
But Angor seemed to know what Dorcas meant. He nodded. "Get ready!"
Hearing Angor's signal, Dorcas activated his bloodline without hesitation. A terrifying bloodline aura was released from his body.
The powerful aura made the apprentices around him groan in pain.
A trace of suspicion flashed in Witch Sharon's eyes when she saw the blood aura behind Dorcas's back. She was already surprised that they chose to attack. But she was even more surprised that Dorcas could activate such a powerful bloodline aura.
Wasn't he a Prophet? Why was his bloodline aura so pure and strong? It didn't look like a Prophet's bloodline at all.
It was almost as powerful as a Bloodline Wizard's bloodline aura.
Could it be that he was a dual-element Magus?
Just as Witch Sharon was feeling suspicious, an even more unexpected situation appeared in front of her.
"Lady Sharon, I'm ready!"
It was a voice that Sharon didn't pay attention to at all.
Sharon looked back and saw the apprentice who came with Dorcas and Angor.
She remembered that the apprentice was forced to lie on the ground because of the aura coming from the platform. But unexpectedly, he was able to move freely at this moment. Moreover, he seemed to have done something ….
Out of instinct, Sharon sensed something and looked at Angor with widened eyes.
"Wh-What did you do?"
Angor didn't say anything. Instead, he used his next action to answer her question.
Angor crouched down and touched the ground with his hand. Energy ripples began to spread from his palm. These ripples weren't affected by anything.
He might even be able to touch the four sealed Magi at the scene!
As the ripples spread, the spatial seals of the Sea Eagle Magi and the other three Magi were like broken glass, and were immediately dispersed by the torrent.
When the Sea Eagle Wizard, Yakee, and Ullus fell from the space seal, they were still a little confused and didn't know what had happened.
It wasn't until their feet touched the ground that they realized that the space seals were broken.
Moreover, it was not just the space seal that shackled them. The space partition of the Catacombs' arena tournament … and even the space seal that enveloped the entire Paradise had obvious cracks!
With a clear crack, the space seals that covered the entire area shattered.
Sharon glanced at Kael and Angor. She finally understood what was going on.
Dorcas was trying to buy time for Angor and Kael, but not for the sake of any reinforcements.
She didn't notice anything strange about Angor, because it was Kael who did it, not Angor.
Kael was also a space manipulator.
The only thing he needed to do was to tell Kael how to break the spell and wait patiently.
"How did you break the space seals, Ni?" Sharon still couldn't believe what she was witnessing.
She could accept the fact that Angor and his group "snuck" into Paradise through some special means. But she couldn't believe that Angor could do it all by himself.
Angor didn't even need to do it himself. He just asked an apprentice to do it.
"Why not? We could have done it from the start. We just didn't want to, "Dorcas said. "But I didn't expect you to be such a coward. You don't even have the courage to fight. Well, we have no choice but to break the seal. "
Dorcas said it very casually, as if it was an easy thing to do.
But in fact, it wasn't easy at all. Even if Sharon switched places with Angor, she wouldn't be able to break such a large space seal in a short time.
It required a vast amount of knowledge, as well as a profound understanding of space.
Her inheritance came from the legendary Space Sorcerer and the Space God who had fallen thousands of years ago. Her knowledge was more orthodox and profound than 99% of the space wizards in the southern wizardry region. Even so, it was still difficult for her to break the seal.
It wasn't hard to imagine how shocked Sharon was by Angor's feat.
At first, Sharon only cared about Dorcas. But now, she was starting to become more and more wary of Angor.
…
As the space seal was broken, all the games Sharon set up in Paradise were stopped. The players who were still trapped in the game were saved.
Benson, for example, was still carefully moving around the Mud Doll Maze, looking for the only exit. But as the space seal disappeared, the walls of the maze began to crumble. Soon, the entire maze was gone. Now, what appeared in front of Benson's eyes was no longer a tunnel that extended in all directions, but a flat cavern. Benson had been here before. It was a place for earth-type wizards to train. Since he had been here before, it wasn't hard for him to leave.
There were many who were in the same situation as Benson, some were even in the midst of life and death, about to fall into the spiral of death. But at this moment, the spatial seal was broken, Paradise Earth was forced to end, the seemingly unsolvable danger was also eliminated.
The effect of the spatial seal breaking had already appeared in Paradise Earth, many trapped people regained their freedom … but this was not the greatest effect.
For the supernaturals who were tricked by Sharon in Paradise, the destruction of the space seal meant something else.
The game was gone, and so was the contract!
This was why he wanted to break the contract.
If he attacked Sharon directly, he would be dragged into the contract. But he had a reason to do so.
So, in order to avoid being dragged into the contract, he decided to destroy the "foundation" of the contract.
Now that he no longer needed to worry about the contract, Angor and Dorcas exchanged a glance and moved at the same time.
Dorcas turned into a beam of red light, charging straight at Witch Sharon with a thick blood aura around him.
Angor quickly stepped onto the stage. The green runes on his right hand began to glow brightly. The runes moved around the stage like dancing runes, which quickly found the most suitable space coordinates and automatically set up nightmare nodes.
Without a doubt, Angor was setting up an illusion. However, his illusions weren't all targeted at Witch Sharon. Instead, he focused on the area around the spatial door formed by the black crack.
If Sharon's companions came, the illusion could buy them some time.
Of course, Angor didn't forget his main goal.
He needed to find Sharon's Speedy Clone and lock onto it.
And he needed Dorcas' help. Dorcas' ambush was a head-on confrontation.
As a Bloodline Master, Dorcas would definitely pose a great threat to Sharon. For the time being, Sharon would have to focus all her attention on fighting Dorcas.
Only by distracting Sharon's attention would he have a chance to find his clone.
(End of Chapter)
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