Secret Realm Forest.
A Wizard Apprentice, covered in dust under the guise of witchcraft and appearance disguise, looked inconspicuous at the moment. If it weren't for the faint scent of blood emanating from his injured calf, he would have blended completely into the natural moss on his body.
"I'm almost there, almost there..." A glimmer of hope shone in Hunter's eyes.
Before entering the Blood Duel Mystic Realm, he had a kind of confidence, or perhaps a survivor bias, believing that with his relatively outstanding strength among Second-level Wizard Apprentices, he might not be able to defeat the Third-level Wizard Apprentices, but by being careful within the Mystic Realm, he could still snatch a few badges to gather resources for his path as a Wizard.
But he had not expected the situation inside the Blood Duel Mystic Realm to be even more brutal than he imagined.