Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 833: Chapter 14 Mind_2

Chapter 833: Chapter 14 Mind_2

Meanwhile, in the virtual void.

The war between Ravensmouth College and the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell, which had paused, suddenly erupted into a decisive battle!

The Sage-level legions and Great Sage-level legions of the two major forces, along with their respective worlds, did not make a move.

Great Sage Revo and Great Sage Seuss, who had not left the main world of the college for a long time, stealthily avoided all eyes and departed their world.

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Togethe, the two intercepted Great Sage Mitchell with pinpoint accuracy from within the multi-layered void, like a thousand-layered cake.

“Mitchell, where are you headed?”

A roguish smile played on Great Sage Revo’s face. His tone and demeanor were highly incongruent with his status as a sage, making him seem more like a street urchin.

“Are you trying to intercept me?”

Unlike the vibrant couple Revo and Seuss, Great Sage Mitchell, a Level Nine Great Sage, had snowy white hair and a face covered with wrinkles. His whole being emanated a heavy aura of death, visibly at the twilight of his career.

“Not at all! Not at all!”

Great Sage Revo even adopted the parlance of a parallel universe’s godly civilization, shaking his head and acting smug, “Not I alone. My wife and I, united as one, we wield an unstoppable force, are intent on stopping you.”

Great Sage Seuss rolled her eyes, glaring at Great Sage Revo, who had long wanted to give Mitchell a good thrashing.

Living for thousands of years hadn’t made him any less silly.

Really…

But there was a reason why Great Sage Seuss genuinely fell for Great Sage Revo, not living the way many high-ranking witch women do, with countless lovers and unbridled indulgence of desires.

Actually, Great Sage Seuss had a certain fondness for Great Sage Revo’s unconventional, street urchin-like style.

It allowed her to feel an intense sense of humanity coming from him.

It also made it clear to her that the man she had fallen for was a person, not a conglomerate of rules and concepts or a representative and controller of various powers.

“I am close to death.”

Great Sage Mitchell’s voice was extremely hoarse, exacerbating the aura of death around him with not a hint of vitality, “If I cannot ascend to sainthood, I have less than ten years left, Revo Diomand. Do you know what that means?”

Before Great Sage Revo could respond, Great Sage Mitchell continued, “It means that if I see not the slightest glimmer of hope for ascension to sainthood, I wouldn’t mind dragging a few others down with me into death.”

The grin on Great Sage Revo’s face did not change at the threat from Great Sage Mitchell, but his heart skipped a beat.

Less than ten years?

How is that possible?

According to the old guy Mitchell’s lifespan, he should be able to live for another hundred years or more.

Could it be that the old man has done something in secret that reduced his lifespan?

While his mind raced with speculation, Great Sage Revo’s face showed none of it, still shaking his head and scornfully saying, “Mitchell, you cannot scare me. Even if you want to die together with my wife and me, the Will of the Wizard World would not allow it.”

That statement, in fact, was true and not a deception.

The grand upheaval, unseen for a millennium, did not refer solely to the Wizard World.

As the deadly enemy of the Wizard World, the World of God, too, had been recovering over a long span of time, now awaiting an appropriate moment to regain its glory from the prime, or even surpass it.

The ultimate battle between the Wizard World and the World of God was not far off.

When choosing between a nearly senescent Level Nine Great Sage and two younger, more promising, and more powerful Level Eight Great Sages, the choice of the Wizard World Will was self-evident.

At these words, the aura of death surrounding Great Sage Mitchell grew even denser.

He remained silent for a long time, then shook his head with a sigh. “The Will of the Wizard World, the damned Will of the Wizard World!”

Seeing this, Great Sage Revo and Great Sage Seuss suddenly understood many things.

The reason why Great Sage Mitchell and other Level Nine Great Sages had not managed to become Saints was because the Will of the Wizard World was hindering them.

It might have been caused by the meddling of the four Sage True Spirits fused with the Will of the Wizard World, or it could be due to the restructured Wizard World lacking the foundation to support the birth of new Saints.

As for the actual truth, Great Sage Revo and Great Sage Seuss couldn’t care less to consider it.

After all, they both had a long way to go to become Level Nine Great Sages and had plenty of time.

For now, the couple had three core concerns:

First, to benefit from the parallel universe’s godly civilization through Elise Clark and Link Grande, two college members closely associated with it;

Second, to protect the infant likely to be the reincarnation of the Saint of Nostrodam, and gain favor from the Saint of Nostrodam;

And third, to ensure their survival in the grand upheaval that hadn’t occurred for thousands of years.

Of these three matters, the third was most crucial.

Only by staying alive can one hope.

Great Sage Revo gave Great Sage Seuss a knowing look.

The couple, in perfect sync, didn’t even signal to each other before they launched an attack.

Since Great Sage Mitchell had already started cursing the Will of the Wizard World, what was there to discuss?

If neither side would back down, then let there be battle.

After all, Great Sage Revo had wanted to beat up the old man Mitchell for quite some time.

If it weren’t for Mitchell’s command errors, how could the second generation of the Diomand Family—Revo’s own children—have sacrificed themselves while covering the retreat?

Even though the Supreme Council’s investigation later revealed that there was no malice intended on Mitchell’s part, so what?