The expressions of the three wizards dramatically changed.
"Level 5 Amethyst Race..."
Even the most ordinary Level 5 Amethyst Race member had at least the strength of a fifth-circle senior wizard.
The Level 5 Amethyst Race member said:
"Speak up, which wizard power are you from? Our Holy Clan is about to emerge from the mountains, and we will start by flattening your base."
The three wizards did not hesitate as they responded,
"We are from the Nine Cities Alliance, go ahead."
In fact, they were all nomadic wizards from the White Robe Wizard Association.
They just framed the Nine Cities Alliance out of revenge for past grievances.
The Level 5 Amethyst Race member sneered:
"Do you take me for a fool? Since that's the case, die!"
He stood still and casually delivered a hand chop!
"Holy Skill·Void Slash!"
A streak of purple light descended from the sky, destroying the array binding the Amethyst Race in an instant.