Warlock Apprentice

Chapter 1668: Section 1669: Palace on the Mountain Summit

Backstage for the competitors at the Boundless Battle Arena.

This is probably the most peaceful backstage for the competitors since the Newcomer’s competition began. Nearly a hundred competitors—their numbers spread through the vast space—were either sitting or standing, some leaning against the wall with downcast eyes, others hovering in the air in silence.

Even the most troublesome ones did not dare to make a move at this time, because the captains of the four Enforcement Squads—all stationed at different corners, despite not exerting any overt pressure—swept their chilling gazes across everyone like a scythe, sending shivers down people’s spines.

“If anyone causes trouble at this time, no matter how justifiable your reasons, I will directly disqualify you,” stated one of the Enforcement Squad captains, a hunched Wizard leaning on a Magic Wand, his skin sagging as if embracing the gravity of Earth’s Heart, but the eyes behind the aged skin still carried a sinister gleam.

They came to participate in the Newcomer’s competition precisely to qualify for the Endless Corridor. If their qualification was revoked, it would undoubtedly be a lifelong regret.

So under this threat, no one dared to provoke any incidents.

While it was rare to see such peace in the backstage area, it was far from quiet. The Enforcement Squad captains only demanded no troublemaking, not the cessation of communication, so the competitors took this rare opportunity to interact with each other.

For instance, in the southeast corner, two people were quietly in conversation.

“You seem to have been disturbed these days; if you’re troubled by something, feel free to speak up,” Serum said, clutching the Black Classic, squatting in the corner, and looking at Nausicaa who was surrounded by swirling smoke.