173: The decisive moment (10)

"Report!"

At this moment, a Wizard in charge of Blood Rong rushed over.

"Mentor Dalton, our Blood Rong have all fallen into an unknown agitation, suspected to be… in heat. Due to this, they refuse to enter a dormant state and are currently excited."

"Consequently, the amount of smoke inhaled by the Blood Rong has greatly increased, their combat power is rapidly diminishing, and some Blood Rong, affected by the mind-controlling potion, are already mentally confused and no longer obey commands."

Another shocking piece of bad news!

The three immediately rushed to where the incident with the Blood Rong had occurred.

After Mentor Dalton had inspected every single Blood Rong.

He said with a dejected face:

"It's over, completely over..."

"In at most half an hour, these Blood Rong will lose all combat capability."

"By then, we won't even have a chance to fight to the death."

"How can we fight or break through with just our heavily damaged and deeply poisoned hundred-odd people? It's a dead end."

"Brucekrin, that move of yours was truly ruthless. After fighting for most of our lives, I still made one wrong move. I lost, I lost..."

..."Wizard Moshat, go."

"Go and negotiate with them. We surrender unconditionally."

"This is a trial ground of the Seven Towers Alliance. They wouldn't dare violate the basic rule among White Wizards—the prohibition against killing captives."

After saying these words, Mentor Dalton seemed to have aged decades in an instant. His entire being was like a flickering flame about to be extinguished; his spirit and energy were gone.

"I no longer have any face to meet the many colleagues of the Academy and the two Formal Wizards. I will end it here."

"Lester, please organize everyone to ensure there are no accidents during the surrender."

"Mentor Dalton..."

"Mentor Dalton..."

"You don't need to persuade me anymore. Let it be."

"If Wizard Yadisi holds anyone accountable, tell him that I gave the order to surrender. I will bear all the blame."

..."Damn it..."

Blood Cat Wizard Moshat's face, hidden behind the Blood Cat mask, couldn't help but twist.

At the same time, he cursed silently in his heart:

"You old geezer, you don't have many years left to live anyway. Dying here isn't a bargain for you."

"This time, surrendering to our old rival, Plant Heart Academy, and an unconditional surrender at that."

"One can imagine what a great humiliation this is, a humiliation worthy of being etched into the history books of Blood Fortress Academy."

"What about Wizard Yadisi, who is waiting outside? How will we explain this?"

"He won't be furious?"

"Are you kidding? Dalton, if you were truly responsible, you wouldn't die in the Ancient Secret Realm. After leading us to surrender, you should die outside the Ancient Secret Realm under Wizard Yadisi's wrath. That would be truly responsible, wouldn't it?"

"What a hypocritical old fox, his words are better than his actions."

...Blood Cat Wizard Moshat and the little giant Lester were not fools.

They immediately saw the deeper meaning behind Mentor Dalton's actions: he wanted to die to protect his family from the wrath of the Formal Wizard. After all, no one would bother with a dead person.

The deceased are to be respected, aren't they?

"Mentor Dalton..."

The little giant Lester, with red eyes, stepped forward, wanting to decline.

But he noticed an anomaly and hurriedly pushed Mentor Dalton. Mentor Dalton fell straight down, and the true state of his concealed body was revealed—

Mentor Dalton was dead!

The two quickly checked him carefully. He was indeed dead, thoroughly dead.

And it was a rather rare cause of death—death from mental exhaustion.

"This..."

The two looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Now, neither of them could escape responsibility; the burden was immense..."Wizard Moshat, what do we do next?"

"This old fox left so decisively; he must have anticipated this."

"Bastard, he usually acts so dignified and respectable, but at the critical moment, he slips away faster than anyone."

The green-faced, red-eyed little giant Lester couldn't hold back and started cursing directly.

"He even said, 'I will bear all the blame.' How hypocritical..."

"What responsibility can a dead person bear? Are we supposed to carry your body to Wizard Yadisi and tell him your words?"

"Even at the point of death, he didn't forget to scheme against us. If we had truly fallen for his trick, perhaps Wizard Yadisi, seeing your death, would even praise you and declare you a martyr. But we would be miserable, two foolish patsies, ready-made punching bags, perfect scapegoats..."

"Enough, enough..."

"Lester, no matter how ugly or loud your curses are, can they bring him back to life?"

Blood Cat Wizard Moshat said impatiently. Doesn't this big guy use his brain?

"Lester, the urgent matter is to discuss how to deal with this hot potato, not to vent here."

"Now that Dalton is thoroughly dead, and his last words are known only to us two—no, he must have secretly made arrangements and conveyed them to his clansmen and close students. I estimate that half the Wizards on the mountain now know."

"We're definitely going to take the blame for this."

"This old fox's scheming runs deep. It seems we two cannot escape this fate."

Thinking of Wizard Yadisi's possible rage outside the Ancient Secret Realm, and then picturing his miserable future life, Blood Cat Wizard Moshat couldn't help but shed sad tears.

"Why am I so unlucky? Twice I've encountered this Wizard Green, and each time there's been no good outcome. Is he destined to be my nemesis?"

"Last time in the underground cave, it cost me most of my life's fortune."

"This time in the Ancient Secret Realm, it's even worse. I estimate I'll have to live the rest of my life as a servant, as humble as a cockroach in a sewer..."

..."Wizard Moshat, stop shedding your cat tears here."

"Aren't you ashamed?"

"A head falling off is just a bowl-sized scar. You are truly a disgrace to Blood Fortress."

The little giant Lester continued to glare with bloodshot eyes, yelling,

"Isn't your mind very agile?"

"Hurry up and think of a solution! I don't want to take this blame."

"If my mind weren't completely filled with women, with all sorts of female knights, unable to think of anything else, would I even need you?"

"There's no other way. The only solution is to end it myself, just like Dalton."

"One death, and all is settled. Are you willing?"

"Bullshit! I haven't lived enough yet. How could I die?"

..."Then there's nothing we can do."

Blood Cat Wizard Moshat gave a bitter smile, wiped away his tears, and turned to face this bleak reality.

"To the esteemed Wizards of Plant Heart Academy!"

"We of Blood Fortress are willing to hand over the third treasure chest key and surrender unconditionally, completely withdrawing from this competition for the fruit of life."

"You have won."

The loud voice, amplified by magic, spread for ten miles, and all the Wizards in the area heard it.

The war between the two White Wizard Academies was over.