Chapter 1161: First Place
The mechanic was visibly dissatisfied with the outcome of this trial.
Gasps suddenly rose from the side—they came from the other mages.
It turned out that he had just been knocked out of third place.
And the one who surpassed him was none other than the only ordinary Rank Three grand mage present—Grimm.
Over the past five years, the demigod-level mages who had entered this trial secret realm had been eliminated one by one. Yet Grimm was still standing.
His score had been growing exponentially; the further he progressed, the faster his points climbed.
In this secret realm, simply sticking around was not enough.
Some mages had already perfected their creations to the limit, but as they continued experimenting, the secret realm did not eject them. Instead, the colored light bands beneath their platforms stopped rising—or worse, began to fall.
Realizing they could not improve any further, many accepted reality with quiet resignation.
It was one thing to be surpassed by another demigod-level mage. But to be overtaken by an ordinary Rank Three mage?
That was a bitter pill for the mechanic to swallow.