Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 797 Surprise Attack (Request for Subscription)

Except for Flamel, no one else noticed Azar's anomaly. But when Flamel saw Azar take out a scroll from the storage necklace and begin to adeptly cast wind magic, any doubts in his mind were dispelled, and he focused on the upcoming battle.

Pei Jin, who had been silently observing the changes since rejoining the team, suddenly spoke up with a smile at this moment: "The timing is about right; it's time to put some pressure on the opponent."

There was no confusion among the team members regarding Pei Jin suddenly taking charge of command. Upon receiving the order, they immediately launched another surprise attack on the Magic Squad. Lanloste, who had long been prepared for the rushing enemy, stepped forward to defend the front of the entire squad. As a rectangular shield floated from his hand and stood on the ground, a light curtain appeared out of thin air, enveloping the five contestants from the Magic Realm.

Repeated attacks from the Investigation Hall crashed against the light curtain, creating ripples, yet the light curtain remained untouched. Inside the curtain, scrolls were torn open one after the other, causing the surrounding air to stagnate. A large amount of elemental energy was madly drawn into the light circle. Meanwhile, the color of the world changed, the earth trembled slightly, and dark clouds gathered. All creatures within the dense forest sensed an imminent catastrophe and scrambled out of their hiding spots, fleeing in all directions. Lightning flashed and thunder roared within the black clouds, accompanied by a strange red glow, creating an apocalyptic scene. Even Lin Daozi and others, who were watching from a distance, could not remain unmoved and quickly retreated from the battlefield to avoid being affected.

The competition space seemed unable to withstand such violent changes, as cracks appeared in the sky like a mirror struck by a giant hammer. Outside the competition venue, thousands of spectators held their breath in excitement upon witnessing this scene. The elders of the Immortal Palace were busy repairing the space array of the competition. One elder, while overseeing the array's repair, looked at the live broadcast inside the venue, sweating profusely and sincerely exclaimed: "Unbelievable! Incredible! The young people of this generation are really crazy! Simultaneously casting four Tier Nine Forbidden Curse Scrolls! The Magic Realm has really gone all out. Aren't these guys afraid that if the competition space cannot withstand it and shatters, the power of the universe will endanger the spectators?"

Clearly, this elder's worry was unwarranted, for the lives of the spectators were not within Flamel's consideration at all. He was now furious that Azar had yet to unleash the Forbidden Curse Scrolls, preventing this combination of curses, which could annihilate all life within the casting range, from reaching its full potential. As a result, he, who controlled the entire forbidden curse array, had to spare attention to angrily shout, turning his head towards Azar: "Azar, what are you spacing out for? Quickly release the Forbidden Curse Scrolls."

Hearing Flamel's reprimand, Azar not only didn't accelerate his actions but instead turned to give him a cryptic smile. Seeing this, Flamel's hair stood on end as he inwardly knew something was wrong, hastily voicing a warning: "Be careful, there's something wrong with Azar!"

However, his warning was a step too late. Before he could finish his sentence, Azar charged at his already chosen target. Lanloste, in his armor, appeared to have strong defenses, and Moira, as the Child of Origin, surely had many ways to save her life. The only remaining unfortunate target for a one-hit success was Ferenc.

At that moment, Ferenc, who was focusing all his mana wholeheartedly on the unfolding forbidden curse, could not have imagined an attack from his comrade behind him. He didn't even hear Flamel's warning before a sharp pain struck his chest. Looking down at the hand piercing through his chest, his mind went blank as he tried to turn his head to see who had ambushed him, but he couldn't. What was worse than the wound in his chest was the backlash of magical power from the forcibly interrupted curse. He felt as if his body was a powder keg about to explode, with the uncontrolled magic power rampaging inside him.

"Damn... damn..." Ferenc couldn't even finish his sentence before being enveloped in a light and leaving the competition space. This young elite from the Magic Realm, unable to fully display even ten percent of his strength on the arena, ended up being unknowingly sent out of the competition space with an uncertain fate.

"Talent. Magic Coordinator!" Faced with the sudden change, as the one chosen by the Magic Realm's Origin, Flamel displayed his own powerful strength and sense of responsibility. On the verge of the forbidden curse going out of control, he forcibly halted the casting, resealing the scrolls and taking all the magical backlash onto himself.

"Azar! Are you insane?" Seeing the imminent attack thwarted, Lanloste disregarded his duties, grabbed a longsword from the void, and charged at Azar.

Launching an attack simultaneously was the furious Moira. As Azar faced attacks from both fronts, he chuckled. A red light flashed in his eyes, and his figure disappeared from the spot, momentarily reappearing amidst the Investigation Hall's ranks.

"You're not Azar, who are you really?" Clutching his chest and enduring the pain from the forbidden curse backlash, Flamel looked at the person he once considered a teammate celebrating with the Investigation Hall and softly questioned.

Upon hearing this, Azar turned back to Flamel, covering his face with his hand. As his body twisted, he revealed his true appearance amidst a burst of light.

"Who are you?" Flamel asked, looking at the woman in front of him. He recognized her; she had just charged into the parallel space with Pei Yan, but he didn't know her name.

"It seems I'm really insignificant. When you collected data on my brother, didn't you see my name? I'm Pei Jin, the other Child of Origin from the Foundation Realm. After today's lesson, I guess you won't forget me," Pei Jin said with a smile as she tidied her disheveled hair.

Pei Jin? Child of Origin! The Foundation Realm actually has two Children of Origin. During the previous battles, she never revealed her corresponding strength, leading him to overlook her existence!

Thinking of this, Flamel looked remorsefully at the woman standing beside Pei Jin, who looked exactly like her. It was her appearance earlier that made him ignore Azar's anomalies. Pointing at her, he asked, "Who is she? Is she a clone of your ability? No, she has the same aura as you."

"Are they really the same? Look closely!" The other "Pei Jin" also smiled, covered his face with his hand, and, more decisively, his body underwent a mechanical facial distortion to reveal his true appearance.

"Pei... Yan!" Flamel squeezed out the words through gritted teeth as he saw the face that now filled him with extreme loathing.