Countless magical beast essence crystals poured out from his hands.
Tier 6, tier 7, tier 7, tier 8...
The fist-sized magical beast essence crystals rolled down, and everyone's eyeballs were about to pop out.
Tier 9 Joelson
It was also the size of a fist.
Everyone's mouths were wide open.
There was more than one tier 9 magical beast essence crystal!
The magical beast core of various colors piled up on the ground into a small hill, and the brilliant light shone on everyone's faces.
The five saint-level powerhouses stared quietly at Joelson; their eyes filled with shock!
How many magical beasts had they killed?!
Was this kid, Joelson, a monster?
But this was not the end.
Joelson looked in the direction of the Dark Church and waved his hand again.
One head after another rolled out, carrying a thick smell of blood.
Every face was twisted, filled with fear and despair.
The heads rolled all over the ground like rubber balls.
Perhaps Joelson was interested, but there were still many heads rolling to Ulysses and Grover's feet.
A total of twenty-five heads!
Close to 70% of the Dark Church's trial-takers.
The rich scent of blood and death almost made the priests of the Church of Light vomit.
It was an extreme shock!
It was ten times more intense than the shock brought by the magic beast essence crystals.
The magic beast essence crystals could be accumulated through plundering.
But the heads could only be killed one by one.
How many people had Joelson killed?!
Everyone looked at the indifferent figure of Joelson. The thick killing intent emitted from his body made their eyelids twitch.
At this moment, a panicked figure ran out of the Magical Beast Forest.
He circled around Joelson from afar, ran to Grover and Ulysses, and directly knelt down.
He turned his head to point at Joelson and screamed in fear, "Sir, it's him! He killed everyone. Even Lord Ernesto Xiu was killed by him!"
This guy had been hiding in the forest. He only dared to sneak out when Joelson came out.
Looking at Joelson, he felt as though he had seen the most terrifying monster in the world. He was so terrified that he was about to die.
There was a deathly silence.
Only the panicked cries of the 7th rank Knight of the cult of shadows echoed in the arena.
Grover's expression was terrifyingly gloomy.
Joelson stood amidst the pile of magical beast cores and human heads. He looked directly into Ulysses' eyes, not backing down at all.
He really wanted to know what Ulysses was feeling in the face of this huge "Surprise".
Ulysses suddenly laughed and slowly walked up.
He looked at Joelson and gently placed his hand on the head of the seventh-tier knight.
"Amazing. Teacher really took in an amazing student," Ulysses said with a smile, but his eyes were very cold.
"So outstanding that even I'm jealous."
A thick black mist emitted from his hands, twisting into a snake shape and wrapping around the head with a tier 7 aura.
"Ah!"
After a short scream, the tier 7 knight collapsed weakly on the ground, his body continuously twitching.
The snake-shaped black mist once again followed Ulysses' hand and retracted back into his sleeve.
Looking at the Tier 7 knight on the ground, his face had shrunk and he died a miserable death. It was as if all of his life force had been sucked away in an instant.
"Dark Magic!"
Harriet Terrence cried out in a low voice. He looked at Ulysses and asked in disbelief, "How do you know dark magic?"
Ulysses had a helpless look on his face. He said in a low voice, "Teacher, I have always had a dual-element constitution. Even when I was learning by your side, dark magic was also my main subject."
Harriet was so angry that his snow-white beard trembled slightly.
Joelson was slightly shocked. In his eyes, Ulysses' image seemed to slowly overlap with the poisonous dragon behind him.
Ulysses had hidden too deeply.
Harriet had always thought that Ulysses was an earth mage like him, which was why he had taken Ulysses as his disciple.
However, he did not expect Ulysses to have been secretly learning dark magic.
Joining the Dark Church was probably something that he had planned for a long time.
Joelson recalled that Harriet had once said that Ulysses had received the reward from the fiftieth floor of the Mage Tower but had not learned instant magic, which made him very confused.
Now, the truth had finally surfaced.
Ulysses had chosen to inherit dark magic.
He had been able to advance to the saint-level in more than a hundred years because of his attainments in dark magic.
Such a naturally evil person was really too terrifying.
The trial had already determined the victor.
The crowd did not bother to carefully calculate how many points Joelson had received. A rough estimate was that he had at least 10,000 points.
A shocking result.
The two empires were the final winners without any doubt.
As the person with the highest score in the trial, Joelson could take half of all the magic beast cores on the field.
To Joelson, this was actually a loss.
Because more than 70% of the magic beast cores on the ground were snatched by him, this so-called reward actually made his gains less.
Harriet Terrence and Fred also knew very well in their hearts that they tacitly gave all the eighth and ninth tier magic beast cores to Joelson.
Joelson was also very satisfied because the value of the eighth and ninth tier magic beast cores far exceeded that of low-tier magic beast cores. In this way, it was still considered a profit for him. After all, he had brought everyone out alive, and that was the most important thing. Moreover, magic beast core below the seventh tier was not very valuable to him.
The outcome of this four-nation trial was really unexpected.
No one had expected that there would actually be a figure like Joelson appearing in the two great empires. He had risen like a comet and suppressed the holy son of the Church of Light. The trial-takers of the Dark Church had even been completely slaughtered by him.
Although Archbishop Saroyan was unhappy, he felt relieved when he saw the Dark Church.
When the Dark Church came, there were two saint-level, dozens of seventh and eighth-level and a group of powerful poison gland lizards.
Their aura was high as they looked down on the entire place.
However, when the trial ended, all the people brought by the Dark Church died. Only two saint-level powerhouses were left.
Saroyan was quite satisfied with Joelson.
At least, Joelson had only snatched away from their magical beast essence crystals and had not killed anyone from the Church of Light.
"Congratulations, teacher, you've won."
Ulysses threw the magic stone that they had agreed on a long time ago to Harriet Terrence. Harriet Terrence revealed an excited expression, and when he looked at Joelson, there was a hint of gratitude as well as relief in his eyes.
This magic stone contained the path that he would take after becoming a saint. It was something that Joelson had fought for, for him.
Ulysses' face did not seem to show that he had failed miserably in the trial at all.
He threw the magic stone to Harriet and roared. A brown stone appeared in his hand. He smiled and said, "Teacher, I have already paid the bet. Why don't we make another trade? Use this to exchange for the bead in your hand."
Harriet Terrence said without hesitation, "I refuse."