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Hibart saw the stranger, who was talking on the phone. At this time, Hibart had some ideas in his mind.

Most likely, the stranger was the agent sent by the mining company to assassinate them. The Zamoron next to him might be a traitor, betraying their team and trying every means to allow the enemy to infiltrate their ranks.

"Has your plan finally made some progress?" the stranger said.

"Well, we've found their hiding place. We can stage an attack at any time."

Hibart was shocked when he heard this. It turns out that they have been targeted and they are in extreme danger. He must find a way to solve the problem.

"Okay, then we will conduct a raid in the near future. You must be well prepared."

The stranger hung up the phone and left the cave, leaving Hibart alone in the darkness.

The more Hibart struggled, the tighter the strings tightened, making him a little breathless. He knew this was not a good situation and he had to find a way out.

So he exhausted all his strength and struggled desperately, hoping to save himself.

After a difficult escape, Hibart thought of an idea. It was this idea that allowed him to get rid of his restraints, and his body was finally free.

He quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, trying to find some relevant articles to see what valuable information he could get from them.

While searching for information, Hibart tried to figure out the person who threatened their team and who the traitor was within them.

He found a piece of intelligence about the mining company that mentioned the time and location of the latest attack. He thought maybe he could unveil some of the mystery with this news.

He was carrying his mobile phone like this. He needed some breakthroughs and some clues to solve the mystery.

Hibart followed the clues he found and headed towards the location of the latest attack. On the way he walked, he found many traces, traces of the war left after the attack.

He trekked all the way, searching for clues and answers in a dangerous environment. These clues and answers were so important to him that he had to find them in order to unravel the mysterious events happening around him.

Hibart walked down the valley, and he vaguely saw a few soldiers laying mines. They were wearing black clothes and guarding every post to protect the mining area where they belonged and the alchemists. It's all the mission of those black warriors.

He also saw a machine that seemed to be used for alchemists to refine better exotic elements, with red light constantly escaping from multiple directions.

Hibart didn't know what he should do. He hid aside and thought for a long time.

I noticed a sound behind me. He turned around and saw the leader of the resistance organization showing up, his expression very serious.

"Hibart, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for some useful information, I want to solve this mysterious incident."

"Do you know you're getting into trouble?"

"No, I do not know."

"You are a member of our team, and you cannot undermine the stability of our team for your own curiosity. Be vigilant and listen to me."

The leader turned around and left. Hibart looked at his back, a feeling of anger and helplessness welling up in his heart.

Hibbart knew exactly why he did what he did. He needs to find the truth, solve this mysterious incident, and save more scientists from being killed by people from the mining company.

He knew deeply that the relationship between them was very close, and Hibart also fully understood the importance of this event.

So Hibart didn't give up. He continued to search for clues, hoping to shed light on the truth.

At this time, he heard a familiar voice. His own voice.

“How can you believe that a mining company killed Len Oba?”

Hibbart thought of that voice. He seemed to see the shadow of that person appearing in front of him.

"Do you want to know the truth?"

"Yes, I want to know."

The voice gradually became clearer, making Hibart tremble slightly.

"Then keep going and find the truth."

"Hey, get up, something's wrong!" Samorun shook Hibat, and Hibat suddenly woke up from his dream! He stepped back in fear.

"You must have been fooled by that nine-headed monster, right?" Samorun took a step towards him.

Hibart was a little confused at first, but when he heard Samoran's words, he suddenly sobered up. He rubbed his eyes hard and looked around, only to find that he and Samorun were no longer where they were before.

"Do you know where this is?" Samoran asked worriedly.

"I...I don't know." Hibart's face was full of horror.

At this time, the two of them suddenly found a wizard wearing black robes appearing in front of them. Hibart felt a shiver run down his spine, but Samoron looked calmer.

"I am the manager of the fifth floor of this tower. How did you get here?" The wizard's voice was slow and serious.

Hibart bit his lip, not knowing how to answer. Zamorun said without hesitation: "We don't know either! We were just walking in the forest, and then suddenly we came here."

The wizard was silent for a while, and then said: "You have indeed come to a very special place. This is a space controlled by a powerful witchcraft. Only those who can master this witchcraft can enter."

"Then what should we do?" Hibart asked in a panic.

"You must pass a series of trials before you can leave here. But you must understand that these trials are not easy, and there are many dangers in them." The wizard's tone became more solemn.

Hibart and Samoran looked at each other, both knowing that they had fallen into a very dangerous situation. However, they also know that they must face these trials together before they can truly leave here.

"This is the trial chamber, please go in and be careful not to talk nonsense!" the male wizard said in a commanding tone.

The two experienced a series of thrilling experiences. They encountered all kinds of monsters and encountered countless dangers. However, they did not give up and continued to cheer and encourage each other along the way.

In the last trial, they encountered a six-headed monster, which exuded a powerful dark energy. Hibart thought a little helplessly that this time it might really be a "six-headed corpse boy".

Sweat slipped from Hibart's forehead, and he wiped it with the back of his hand, a determined light flashing in his eyes. This trial is of great significance to them. This is the last level for them to become official magicians, and it is also the most difficult level.

He looked at the six-headed monster in front of him. Its body was almost twice his size, and it exuded a dark aura that made people shudder. The six-headed monster's eyes were full of ferocity and bloodlust.

Zamorun stood beside him, the staff in his hand shining with a strange light. His eyes were also full of confidence and courage, and it was as if you could feel the determination in his heart without even opening his mouth.

"Are you ready, Hibart?" Zamoron asked.

"Of course!" Hibart replied, his voice no longer trembling, but filled with determination.

The six-headed monster let out a heroic roar and rushed towards the two magicians. Hibart drew the Sword of Thorns, knowing it was his most useful weapon in this fight.