Not only Erik and his son George Plutarch, but even the five formal wizards behind these two had rather ugly expressions at this moment.

Among the people behind them, there were even three vaporization stage wizards.

In the Land of Six Towers, vaporization stage wizards were already considered rare.

It could be seen that Erik had brought people over this time with aggressive intent, definitely not just coming to cause trouble that simply.

Probably he also wanted to arrange people to intervene by Grand Wizard Sulla's side, to prevent Grand Wizard Sulla from suddenly dying while he knew nothing about it.

Or at least to confirm whether Grand Wizard Sulla's will was favorable to their branch.

After all, the Plutarch family's business spread throughout the Land of Six Towers, this vast wizard land.

Who knew how many mortal dynasties were under their family's rule.

Their family was like deities on this land.

When Erik thought about Grand Wizard Sulla's doting on his sister while disregarding his branch, his heart was filled with jealousy.

And when he thought further about Grand Wizard Sulla's extreme doting on Alicia while his attitude toward his own children was casual, the imbalance in his heart became even more unbalanced.

Erik looked at Locke with a cold smile. "You're an external potion master invited here? Then you only need to treat Grand Wizard Sulla's illness. This has nothing to do with you."

"The wizards behind me are all family wizards of our Plutarch family. It's perfectly normal for us to come together to visit Grand Wizard Sulla. Alicia, you come out. Don't hide behind this potion master."

"Are you going to stop us? Does this conform to the etiquette of our prestigious Plutarch family? When an elder speaks, you, a junior, dare to disobey?"

Just as Erik was about to raise his voice even higher, suddenly in an instant, Locke released his magical pressure. All the wizards present changed expressions.

Because Locke's current magical pressure was 5700, but since he had continuously taken Mammon's Powder Potion, the Abyss energy in his eyes currently was 1000.

Just the magical pressure equivalent to the Abyss energy he possessed was already at a level comparable to the magical power of an ordinary First Circle wizard.

The ratio of his Abyss magical pressure to normal magical pressure hadn't increased further. This was mainly because Mammon's Powder Potion increased magical power faster than it increased Abyss energy, so rather than rising, the ratio had actually decreased somewhat.

This showed that Locke still maintained a certain degree of control over the Abyss energy within his body.

Generally speaking, even with external magical pressure applied, if the magical pressure quality wasn't sufficient, it wouldn't simply add up numerically. But the problem was that the quality of the Abyss energy possessed by the Beholder Lord was extremely high, so the magical pressure Locke currently displayed was 6700!

This magical pressure had officially exceeded the threshold for liquefaction wizards. Under this enormous magical pressure, Locke's magical power had already transformed from a mist state into a liquefied state. His magical power was like spiritual liquid, rotating around his body.

Although Locke wasn't a liquefaction wizard, he had already reached a stage approaching liquid wizards.

Moreover, this magical pressure mixed with Abyss energy was very aggressive, like a roaring beast appearing beside the ears of every wizard present. The profound malice contained within it caused Erik's face to turn pale.

Erik, who bore almost all of Locke's magical pressure directly, immediately stepped back two steps, as if someone running at high speed had suddenly hit a wall.

Erik looked at Locke with a trace of fear in his eyes that he himself hadn't detected.

As someone accustomed to living luxuriously, Erik had even become a formal wizard by using a Tidal Pearl combined with the Plutarch family's semi-elemental bloodline modification to transform himself into a semi-elemental creature.

His permanent defensive field wasn't a normal First Circle wizard's permanent defensive field either, but rather a [Fire Element Shell] formed by combining an elemental creature with a wizard's permanent defensive field.

This kind of thing was very useful for bullying wizard apprentices, but at the First Circle wizard stage, it was truly useless.

At this moment, under Locke's cold gaze, the fear in Erik's heart grew more and more. The several wizards behind him were also bearing tremendous pressure.

Erik could no longer maintain his composure, his voice somewhat distorted. "You actually release magical pressure on me in our Plutarch family's core territory?"

"This is the White Dragon Tower No. 2. I'm a senior wizard instructor at White Dragon Magic Gem University. You actually dare to release pressure on me here..."

"Scram." Locke looked at him coldly. "Or do you want to fight me?"

"Want to try?"

Locke's right hand turned over, and green spiral staircase-shaped Sea Gold Sand appeared in his palm. At the same time, the triangular leaves of the Sea Gold Sand secreted spore gold powder, and immediately the Sea Gold Sand turned golden.

Countless golden sands rotated around a Sea Gold Sand plant, looking extremely dangerous.

Moreover, the golden sand storm was expanding in Locke's hand, and every second that passed, the expansion speed increased. Because Locke was using magic in this corridor, he had activated the defensive magic array within the corridor. But supported by Locke's current magical pressure of 6700, these simple magic traps couldn't suppress his magical power either.

A flash of fear passed through Erik's eyes. He felt himself being locked on by Locke's magical power. The next moment he would immediately be struck.

'Damn it, this external potion master was clearly hired by my Plutarch family. Why does he have such obvious favoritism?'

'Where did my niece find such a powerful wizard to stand on her side? It seems I really underestimated her before. She's not as lacking in cunning as she appears.'

'I'm a son of wealth. I'm different from these commoner wizards. If we fight, I'll definitely be the one at a disadvantage.' A retreating intent flashed through Erik's eyes. He turned to leave in angry embarrassment, "Let's go, George."

"Can't reason with this commoner wizard. We'll come back another day. Alicia, you actually collude with outsiders to bully your family members. You're really doing such a great job as acting family head. I'll make sure to promote this well in the Plutarch family."

"You're only the acting family head and you're already bringing outsiders to bully your own people. When you become..."

Locke had already lost patience. The spore gold powder of the Sea Gold Sand in his hand turned into golden sand bullets, surrounding Erik. If he released even slightly, the next moment Erik would absolutely be shot into a sieve by the golden sand bullets. "Scram."

Erik looked back at Locke with an ugly expression. He felt that this time Locke truly carried killing intent, so without finishing his words, he took his son and the five branch family wizards who had come with him and fled from this place as if escaping.

At the floating staircase, Erik and the others remained silent. After a long moment, Erik finally recovered from Locke's terrifying magical pressure, gasping for breath. "That wizard is even more fierce and malevolent than a black wizard. Just now I even felt he might really attack me, a Plutarch direct bloodline wizard, in the Plutarch family's most core area."

"Simply unreasonable. Hard to deal with. I originally thought Alicia was an easy-going person. If I pressured her a bit, I could take advantage of father's unconsciousness to swap out the people caring for him by his side. Who knew Alicia would find such a troublesome character."

Erik's eyes were full of unwillingness. "If this continues, will our branch still have a place in this family?"

"George, hurry up and marry that witch from the Basil family. Although she's a bit ugly, as long as you marry her, you can raise your status in the Plutarch family."

"Moreover, according to family rules, as soon as you get married, Grand Wizard Sulla will give you some family businesses. I've had my eye on that family's jackal-leopard bloodline refining factory for a long time. This time I can use your marriage as an excuse to take that factory from my sister Lisa."

Erik said, "Besides, I can see your grandfather probably won't make it much longer, so we need to fight for as much family property as possible."

"Originally my sister's side didn't have that much of an advantage. If not for that little girl appearing, the Plutarch family's property should all be mine!"

George hadn't yet recovered from Locke's terrifying magical pressure just now. He had just felt like an invisibly tall mountain was pressing on his heart, making it impossible for him to even breathe.

At this moment, there wasn't half a trace of color in his face. His soul had probably suffered minor damage from the rapidly rising magical pressure just now, so his entire person was currently in a daze.

...

After Erik left with his people, Alicia finally walked out from behind the magic lock. She breathed a sigh of relief, then said to Locke, "Locke, thank you. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know how to drive them away."

"If I had come forward, I would definitely have been bound by familial affection and seniority. No matter how much I was in the right or how powerful I was, I wouldn't be able to easily say words of refusal."

"Grandfather asked me to manage the Plutarch family on his behalf and completely entrusted his illness management and treatment tasks to me. I really don't know if I truly possess this kind of ability right now."

Alicia said to Locke, "But I'll try my best. I won't disappoint you."

"Also, you can first come with me to the White Dragon Magic University's data management room. I'll show you the current projects at White Dragon Magic University. You can choose whatever projects you want."