Chapter 63 - Farewell (2/2)

She asked, “I heard that there was even a high-level Apprentice who died at your hands. Is that true?”

Heath said, “When I found him, he was already exhausted.”

The envy in the eyes of the Apprentices became even more intense.

“No way, the legend is true! Heath really killed the high-level Apprentice!”

“Then the official Wizard tool is also…”

“My god, why didn’t I sign up for the battle? I’m so stupid!”

Cassandra said noncommittally, “Luck is also a part of strength. Besides, I’ve heard all about it.”

“If it weren’t for your persistence, that kid from the Oslund family wouldn’t have used up all his spiritual power in order to break through the city wall.”

Hearing Cassandra’s words, the Apprentices were stunned and looked a little strange.

“The Oslund family? The high-level Apprentice that Heath defeated is from the Oslund family?”

“He’s too bold…”

The Oslund family was a very famous Wizard family on the West Coast. Their power was intertwined and involved a lot.

As if she heard everyone’s discussion, Cassandra consoled, “There’s no need to be on tenterhooks. Life and death on the battlefield depend on fate. This is written in the Code of Darkness. It’s the rules!”

“Even if the Shadow Tower is gone, no one in this land will retaliate against you because of the war.”

Hearing Witch Cassandra’s words, Heath’s eyebrows slightly relaxed.

He had read the chronicles of the Wizard families in the library and knew that these wizard families all had extremely powerful powers in the Wizard World.

Because of this, after killing Pritte, it was impossible for him to say that he did not have any misgivings.

Now that he had received the assurance of Witch Cassandra, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He quickly said, “Thank you.”

Cassandra waved her hand and said, “This is the rule that everyone agreed on. There’s no need to thank me.”

After a pause, she ended the topic. “Alright, let’s end the small talk here. The time of the Wizards can not be wasted like this.”

Then… she cut to the main topic of the day. “I came here today to accept the arrangement of the Tower to test your spiritual power. Why don’t we start with you, Apprentice Heath? Come here, let me see how much your spiritual power has grown in the past year and a half.”

Heath walked up and answered, “Yes.”

Just like before, the female Apprentice next to him put the crystal ball on the table and lifted the black cloth covering it.

Witch Cassandra said, “Alright, put your hands on it.”

Heath did as he was told.

A familiar elemental reaction came from the palm of his hand. He felt some elements in his body enter the crystal ball in front of him through his palm.

A cloud of smoke rose slowly in the crystal ball and quickly evolved into numbers.

At this moment, the Apprentices all stretched their necks and widened their eyes, focusing on the crystal ball on the table.

All kinds of whispers came one after another.

“Guess how much his spiritual power has reached? I think it’s at least 3.6!”

“3.6? You’re underestimating a magic madman. I think it’s at least 3.8, or even 4.0!”

“4.0? How is that possible! Unless he really doesn’t eat or drink, and spends all the Magic Stones he earns on cultivation resources!”

“Don’t underestimate a magic maniac. He can do such a thing…”

While everyone was discussing, the numbers in the crystal ball finally solidified.

When they saw the final number, the entire classroom instantly exploded!

“4.8! 4.8!”

“His spiritual power actually reached 4.8!”