Yuga chose an aggressive approach; he decided to take the offensive.

He was a Wind Wizard, and the Wind Elemental he summoned was known as the Howling Wind Roar. Although his nickname was "Explosive Yuga," his attacks had nothing to do with Flame Elementals.

In an instant, Grey Eagle Peak was filled with swirling dust and stones, and gusts of wind began to whirl around Yuga. This was the Howling Wind Roar gathering its strength, merely waiting for Yuga's command.

Simon was fully engaged in dealing with the few from the Alchemy Workshop. Neither Milo nor Brad were easy opponents. No matter how much Simon sped up, he was always blocked by Joela's Diamond Shield. The four seemed to have no intent to attack and instead formed a circle that left no blind spots, preventing Simon from attacking them from behind.

Jemma was busy undoing one curse after another cast by the Dark Wizard. This Dark Wizard was a troublesome opponent, casting a curse with every step taken. These curses, bolstered by the flora on the mountain, gradually spread and could soon form a formation. Jemma's eyes could see through all this; otherwise, the three of them would have been trapped in the enemy's Illusionary Realm or Secret Realm Space much earlier.

The Illusionary Realm wasn't fearsome; what was terrifying was the Secret Realm Space. This spell would transport the opponent to a familiar place, a place as familiar as the womb, but this familiarity was tinged with extreme danger, for only in familiar surroundings would people let down their guard. A powerful Earth Wizard could create this Secret Realm Space with such realism that it was impossible to differentiate from reality. This was a mental attack by Wizards, at times hundreds of times more potent than physical attacks.

Jemma was lurking, his body had long since changed. Of course, all this was thanks to Kuyi Tulan. He had initially signed the agreement with absolute trust, but Kuyi Tulan had never treated them like humans.

Jemma cleared his mind. The scene in front of him was challenging. The slightest carelessness could lead to defeat. Failure was not the problem; the fear was their inability to retreat to the next seal. The Great Mentor had detailed the secrets of this mountain; they were familiar with every creature, and the purpose of their mission was crystal clear.

What they had to protect was not only the seal but also the mountain—their home.

Jemma was unraveling the curses cast by the Dark Wizard one by one. The curses were numerous and varied, encompassing all schools of magic. The Dark Wizard seemed to be wearing a robe with a hole in its pocket. Spells and curses fell and spread wherever he walked, making it seem as though he wasn't casting them intentionally, but rather that they were being carelessly dropped.

Yuga's Howling Wind Roar was launched at the Dark Wizard, but it didn't seem to have the expected effect.

Jemma dispelled another curse. He discovered that the Dark Wizard seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of curses, and they seemed to be building up layer upon layer, as if laying the foundation for a mighty spell. Jemma dared not take it lightly; he scanned his surroundings, fearing he might miss something.

Yet, even with his numerous eyes, he could not keep up with the Dark Wizard's rhythm. The Dark Wizard's spells seemed to fall without consuming any Spirit Power, continuously falling and spreading on withered trees and dead grass, unceasingly…

Am I trapped in someone's Illusionary Realm? Jemma couldn't help but wonder. He was puzzled by the relentless layering of curses. Simply breaking these curses had already consumed a lot of his time; only if he had fallen into someone else's Illusionary Realm would he be stuck doing the same thing over and over again.

But Jemma knew he could not have fallen into someone else's Illusionary Realm. Even if the most potent Illusion Spell in the world were used on him, he would not succumb to an illusion.

Because he had unique eyes.

Jemma possessed an Eye Power that no one else could have. This power allowed him to instantly discern between illusions and reality, and he could see through any disguise in an instant.

He was one of the seven Knights of Glory, and his brilliant achievements could fill several books. He could spot the enemy commander in the midst of chaotic battles and instantly see through the enemy's traps. People said he had the Heavenly Eye, which could see through and understand everything; no secret was safe before him.

Jemma's insight was indeed superior to others; his eyes were different. Initially, to further enhance his power and break through his limitations, he had fearlessly chosen to sign a pact with Kuyi Tulan…

As a result, he had trusted the wrong person and turned into a bizarre monster covered in eyes. His skin began to change, becoming damp and developing an intense craving for soil. This new characteristic of his skin meant Jemma spent most of his days crawling on the ground. Furthermore, the countless eyes placed his body under severe stress, prohibiting him from walking upright like an ordinary human.

This new skin also bestowed upon him the ability to blend with the color of his surroundings, granting him the Hunter's Stealth Ability. He could silently hide near enemies, undetected, without making a sound or releasing any sign of his Spirit Power. His new skin could now cling to the ground and breathe, allowing him to instantly hold his normal breath.

Jemma felt his new skin was a magnificent weapon. It was a pity that he had become a monstrous shell, incapable of serving in the Empire's Guardian Army.

Many were harmed by Kuyi Tulan's agreement, setting the Empire back by losing numerous skilled people. The king of the Kayne Empire showed his clemency by not having Kuyi Tulan's head cut off; rulers in places like Mantai or Wensi would have had such a person brutally executed long ago.

Jemma, temporarily unable to assist Yuga, hastily sent him a signal. He couldn't allow his comrade to be affected, and providing prompt information would aid their preparation.

This Dark Wizard was peculiar. All his moves seemed to be targeted.

Yuga's Howling Wind Roar did not cause any harm to the enemy. It was effortlessly dissolved by the Dark Wizard. Moreover, the opponent's Magic Staff seemed quite adept at devouring.

Be it Spirit Power or wind, the Magic Staff effortlessly absorbed the attack. It appeared like a greedy child, accepting all that came its way, consuming everything bit by bit.

While evading attacks, the Dark Wizard kept mumbling. His words were all spells: some were Illusionary Realms, and some were direct attacks.

Jemma could never understand where this Dark Wizard got these spells from, and he executed them effortlessly, as naturally as breathing.

Could this be the Power of Darkness? Could this be the might of Forbidden Spells? Both Red Cat, Simon, and Explosive Yuga must have sensed something strange about this Dark Wizard. A normal Dark Wizard could not possibly possess such strength to cast spells on such a massive scale.

Jemma once again opened all the eyes on his body. He wanted to examine what was so different about this Dark Wizard.

The title "Heavenly Eye Jemma" was not given lightly. It was a testament earned through years of combat; his Eye Power enabled him to see details that others could not.

Jemma, with all his eyes open, looked at the Dark Wizard before him…

HISS… Jemma drew in a cold breath. He saw something entirely unexpected.

The Dark Wizard, the Magic Staff—all of these became clear before his numerous eyes.