My Muscle System in the Mage World

Chapter 369 No place to leave

"Hmm?"

Aur gripped as hard as he could, his veins bulging as his blood and Qi surged to their limits.

"Little brat, if you dare to hide your strength and refuse to lift the sword, you will face my wrath," Greater Lord Crystal shouted, her expression calm.

Despite her warning, Aur tried again and again but couldn't lift the sword, no matter how hard he tried.

His muscles were severely strained, bulging to the point where it seemed they might burst.

Aur was truly using all the strength he had.

"Hmm, I can't lift the sword," he thought. This was the truth—based on the future he foresaw, there was no way he could lift it but he still tried nonetheless...

After some time, realising he couldn't move the sword even a little, he stopped, feeling helpless.

Suddenly, the familiar cold, monotonous voice echoed through the surroundings.

[The unidentified creature has failed the task, and his challenge rights have been revoked.]

When Aur opened his eyes again, he found himself instantly teleported back to the same location where nearly everyone else had gathered.

"He couldn't lift it?" Greater Lord Crystal frowned slightly.

"Brat, did you really try your hardest?"

"I did. You could sense it," Aur replied calmly, his face expressionless.

"Hmm."

She narrowed her eyes at Aur briefly before turning her gaze away.

"I thought, since you were an unidentifiable creature, you'd be able to lift the sword."

"Huh?"

That was all he managed to say as he stared at his hands, which were vanishing before his eyes.

In a blink, his entire body disappeared into nothingness, leaving the others watching as if he had simply faded out of existence from reality itself.

"This... this..." The King of Wine looked around in shock, his expression stunned. The person who had just vanished was his own nephew. He had spoiled him a little, which was why the boy had grown arrogant, but even he wouldn't have been so foolish as to attempt that...

"Looks like your nephew died just like that. My condolences," the King of Myra said, patting the King of Wine's shoulder with a smirk.

"Hmph." The King of Wine slapped his hand away. "Don't let me find out you were controlling my nephew, you four-eyed bastard."

"There's been no shortage of uncultured swine lately, thinking they can act without using their brains."

"You wanna go?" The King of Wine grabbed the King of Myra's collar, his tone dangerous, as if he was going to fight him to the death right here.

"You two should stop, or I'll deal with you myself." Greater Lord Crystal's voice cut through the tension, instantly silencing the two kings.

"Hey, whatever you are, we come from the Divine Human Kingdom. If you dare block our path, our ancestors will curse and destroy you!" she shouted.

[Divine Human Kingdom? There is no registered force in the database.]

The familiar cold, mechanical voice echoed again.

"You dare!" Greater Lord Crystal's expression darkened.

"Calm down, my lord," one of her advisors interjected. "It seems this dungeon is the trial ground of an ancient force, even before the establishment of our Divine Human Kingdom."

"That must be it," she nodded calmly.

A strange glint flickered in everyone's eyes. Even if this wasn't an inheritance ground of a Tier Eight wizard, the power capable of creating such a large and advanced trial ground must have been something formidable even might likely be greater than a Tier Eight inheritance ground.

"Can we leave this place then?" Greater Lord Crystal asked, her tone calm and composed.

The only thing that could stir her emotions was her own force; nothing else seemed to faze her which showed how great her royalty was.