Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 1161 - 477: Banquet of Frenzy

As the Sand Sea School’s team approached the core area of the arena, Ron suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

The feeling was like an electric current surging from his spine straight to his brain, causing every nerve to frantically warn him.

This was no ordinary sense of danger, but a frenzied alert from a deeper level of intuition.

Something extremely terrifying was about to happen.

"Wait!"

He immediately halted the team’s advance, surveying the surroundings for a suitable shielding point:

"We can’t go closer, there’s great danger ahead."

Edwin was somewhat puzzled:

"But all the other contestants are converging toward the core area, if we stop here..."

"Trust me."

Ron’s tone was exceptionally firm:

"My intuition has never been wrong, we need to find a position that allows both extensive observation and relative safety."

He pointed to a natural barrier formed by dragon bones on the east side:

"There, we’ll wait for the right moment there."

This decision seemed conservative but quickly proved to be correct.

When the light of the triple moons reached a perfect convergence, the night sky of the Quicksand Lands lit up like burning aurora, magnificent and radiant.

The golden-red searing moon, the silver-blue chilly moon, and the dark moon devouring all light formed an eerie triangular array atop the firmament.

From this celestial convergence point, slender rays began to descend to the earth, like a divine web of fate woven by the gods.

Ron stood at the edge of the arena, gazing at this once-in-a-millennium spectacle.

With enhanced perception from the "Eye of Observation", he could see deeper into the phenomenon.

These rays were not pure energy but some kind of "malicious projection" with conscious attributes.

"This feeling..."

Edwin stared blankly at the sky, his eyes becoming increasingly dazed:

"It’s like returning to Mother’s embrace, so warm..."

Laku’s reaction was even stranger.

He began to trace complex geometric patterns in the sand with his fingers, muttering an ancient spell under his breath.

Patty spun uncontrollably in mid-air, her wing beats becoming chaotic and erratic, swaying like a drunken butterfly.

But the most frightening change occurred at the center of the arena.

The contestants, who once fought independently, suddenly ceased all attacks.

They stared blankly upward, the light of reason in their eyes fading rapidly.

In its place was a primal and savage beastly glow.

"What’s going on?"

Ron immediately recognized the anomaly.

He activated "Extraordinary Recognition", carefully observing the subtle changes in the air.

With heightened perception, he saw numerous tiny, translucent particles, drifting slowly from the sky like pollen.

These particles were extremely small and even finer than dust, almost undetectable to the naked eye.

Under the moonlight, they appeared as pale green, emitting an eerie life aura.

Each particle’s surface bore a finely detailed structure akin to a neural network.

Upon contact with living organisms, they would immediately activate, starting to penetrate the host’s respiratory system.

"Madness Spores!"

Aselia issued a warning in his mind:

"It’s a classic technique of life-based Wizards.

These spores directly affect the brain’s primitive cortex, suppressing advanced cognitive functions and amplifying the most basic survival instincts."

"Infected creatures lose their ability to reason, retaining only the most primal desires.

Hunger, anger, fear, and the urge to mate, they will attack any moving target, including former allies."

Indeed, chaos signs had begun to appear in the arena.

A previously calm Sandwalker Warrior suddenly attacked a nearby companion, biting the other’s throat like a vicious beast.

Several Heavy Armored Warriors of the Stone Heart Tribe began indiscriminately attacking everything around them, including the ground’s rock and their own weapons.

The airborne Wind Whisperers lost coordination in their flight, colliding with each other, their feathers and blood raining down onto the ground.

"We must erect protection immediately!"

Ron swiftly warned his teammates, but found their responses had become sluggish.

Edwin’s eyes began to flicker with red light, the temperature on the surface of his Magma Armor rising uncontrollably.

The sand in Laku’s hands began forming aggressive, spike-like shapes, seemingly ready to target any approaching object.

Though Patty still flew in the air, her Wind Blade randomly shot out in all directions.

"Damn it! They’re already starting to be affected!"

Ron instantly realized the urgency of the situation.

He had to construct a viable protective barrier for everyone before his teammates lost complete control.

However, what puzzled him was that despite inhaling the spores himself, he hadn’t exhibited any noticeable decline in reasoning.

"Why am I unaffected?"

He questioned Aselia in his consciousness.

"Because of the ’Wisdom Triangle’ in your mind.

Honestly, when you said during the Morning Star Level phase you had linked with these three crucial Stars, it surprised me."

Aselia’s voice carried a sense of awe:

"The energy balance formed by the Hermit Star, Scholar Star, and Observer Star provides a stable anchor for your consciousness.

Although these spores can influence a single Thought Circuit, it is difficult to disrupt this triadic balance structure."

"It’s akin to a tripod in a storm, maintaining basic stability even under intense shock."

It was true.

Ron could feel, although the spores attempted to erode his rationality.