I Transmigrated Into a Game World as a Former Top Player

The audience was absolutely silent.

They weren’t silent because of the end of the competition—but because Xander had really killed White!

A barrier’s strength was finite in the end. It had already become fragile after hitting the silver thread.

Xander cut off White’s head in front of such a large audience.

After a while, the audience burst into an uproar.

"Is this guy really unafraid of the Unicorn clan’s retaliation?"

"That person’s killing nature is so dominating... So frightening."

"Redoak Vale is only a small territory in the border. How can it be compared to the Unicorn clan? Even if he was only one among many heirs, the Unicorn clan would definitely not let it go."

"This youth is really too impulsive, isn’t he? The Silver Leaf Medallion will be unable to save him!"

Their expressions were very grave.

The Unicorn clan was among the top five wizard clans on the East Coast. They had two 3rd-rank wizards and a multitude of 2nd-rank wizards.

Their headquarters was at Crystal Island on the edge of the Sword Sea. Even if it was a little far from the South, if they wanted to send troops, it would be enough to eliminate a small place like Redoak Vale. They would have to go through Jewel Bay and then through River Shore City.

The way they saw it, Xander’s way of handling things wasn’t smart. He definitely could have knocked out White and then won the competition.

If they won the competition, White would have only borne grudges against Xander, nothing more.

White’s death would incite the Unicorn clan’s anger!

---

With White’s death, the competition was already over. Because it was a competition and not a life-or-death duel, Xander didn’t have the right to loot White’s body. This was the only thing Xander felt pity about.

This guy had a lot of good things on him.

When he left the competition area, Dorian walked over and excitedly gave Xander a strong hug!

Hanzer’s face was ashen.

"Why did you kill him?" He asked.

"I won’t say the reason a second time." Xander smiled. "I made inquiries these past few days. White is one of the members of Morphine. Isn’t that true?"

Hanzer sighed. "But doing this would put you in a very dangerous spot. The Unicorn clan is a behemoth."

A behemoth?

Xander smiled. He didn’t think so.

Crystal Island on the edge of the Sword Sea was close to Jewel Bay, and it was even closer to that volcanic island.

In at most half a month, that ancient red dragon would be awoken by an earthquake. He would wreak havoc through the entire East Coast. Without Anthony, the East Coast had no legend to contend against it.

And the Unicorn clan’s Crystal Palace would be the first target of its plunder due to its close proximity!

Xander remembered this clearly. The Unicorn clan, this once glorious wizard clan, was almost completely destroyed before the biggest disaster even arrived.

Due to the ancient red dragon tearing apart everything, only a pitiful few clansmen who were wandering outside survived and started rebuilding their clan.

Obviously, that ancient red dragon didn’t have a good time either. It was said that the Unicorn clan had used everything they had and forced the red dragon to withdraw.

Thus, that dragon was silent for more than half a year, and only after the calamity did he resume wreaking havoc.

---

After White’s death, the clan might of course send a small part of their strength to deal with Redoak Vale.

But it was more probable that an assassin might try to hunt down Xander.

After all, due to the location, sending a part of their army to the distant Redoak Vale was truly not worth it.

As for Dorian, as long as he stayed in the Triad Towers territory, he would be very safe.

’If they dispatch a hitman, I’ll actually look forward to it!’

Xander was waiting for it.

Because he would rank up soon!

---

Just as they were ready to leave, a wizard wearing a purple silk robe suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Baron Xander, a higher-up wants to meet you."

Hanzer’s expression had a slight change.

He was a member of the Ashen Spire, so he obviously understood the meaning of the purple-robed wizard!

A purple silk robe—this was something that only members of the top wizard regiment could wear!

Their actions represented the Ashen Spire’s Master, Hathaway’s decisions.

Naturally, that higher-up he mentioned was most likely Hathaway.

Hanzer looked at Xander, his expression suddenly changing into a "I knew it, you had a relation with Dame Hathaway" look.

"Understood."

Xander calmly said, "Go on ahead. I’ll follow you to see that higher-up."

---

The top floor of the Ashen Spire.

Clean brown wooden floor, wine-red sofa, milky white curtains.

The three colors formed a strong visual impact.

A green parrot was calmly standing there. A lazy woman was lying down on the sofa.

She was blonde, wearing thin pajamas covering her body. Her fair white thighs were exposed, dazzling Xander’s eyes.

"Xander of Redoak Vale pays respect to Dame Countess."

Xander focused and greeted with noble etiquette.

In the South Wizards Alliance’s system, Ashen Spire’s Master, Hathaway, had the title of countess. And if she reached legend rank, she would establish her own territory far in the wilderness and immediately become a Marquess. As for a Dukedom, there was no dukedom in the whole East Coast. This was related to the fact that the continent was vast and had a crazy amount of monsters between cities.

The formation of many powerful forces wasn’t an empire—it was an alliance.

"You don’t have to be too polite, Baron Xander. You and I both know that titles are absurd things and that only strength matters."

Hathaway said in a low voice, her two pretty eyes suddenly paying attention to Xander. "You recognized me that day?"

Xander was silent for an instant and then said, "I have a rather peculiar perception skill..."

"Lies," Hathaway sneered.

"Your perception is very average. In this regard, you aren’t particularly gifted."

"Well," Xander shrugged, "Not too long ago, I had a very long dream. There were many people in the dream and a lot of things. Forgive my boldness—I met many outstanding people in my dream... You were among them."

"Dream?" Hathaway was suddenly full of energy.

"What kind of dream?"

"This is very difficult to describe. But it thoroughly changed me." Xander tried to stay as vague as possible.

He couldn’t say that he transmigrated, could he?

"I understand."

Hathaway didn’t question, displaying an understanding expression instead. "You really are a [Seer]."

Eh?

Seer?

Xander’s expression didn’t change, but he was startled inwardly. He had expected Hathaway to wait for him to explain, but unexpectedly she instead justified it for him.

He immediately took the opportunity to ask, "Seer? What does this mean?"

Hathaway paused and deeply looked at Xander. "Some people can see different things."

"Some people are blessed by Fate and become able to see the terrible events that have yet to happen."

"[Seers] have many different ways of looking into the future. Dreaming is one of them."

"I’m also a Seer. Thus, I looked for you today."

Xander frowned.

"Could you let me know what you saw?"

Hathaway didn’t hide it. Instead, she stared at Xander. "I saw the destruction."

"Destruction?" Xander’s smile was a little stiff.

"The East was covered in flames. Monsters were rampaging. Cities were ruined from tides of monsters."

"The Era of the Wizard Rule ended. Some lofty figures entered the continent. They were uncontested. I also saw too many deaths."

"Including... My own."

"There was a shadow approaching me. And I couldn’t do anything against its strength."

A cold gust of wind blew. The top floor of the Ashen Spire had suddenly turned ice-cold.

Hearing Hathaway’s story, Xander was somewhat stunned. In the end, did he truly transmigrate, or was Earth just a dream?

Could he remember those things because he was also a Seer?

Was that previous life just an illusion?

---

’Wrong! Seers and such have no relation with me! I am Xander, Xander from Earth!’

He suddenly shook his head, startled into a cold sweat.

Hathaway’s words had almost made his soul waver.

He wiped his sweat and focused. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Why tell me this?"

Hathaway stood up from the sofa. She was a bit taller than Xander, who hadn’t fully grown yet.

She lightly pulled Xander’s hand and pulled him to a table.

"The way I foresee the future is through this crystal ball."

"I’ve been looking at my future since a long time ago, but every time I look at my fate, I would sink into more despair. Because I’ve always been unable to get rid of this shadow. I was fated to die."

"But a few days earlier, after you showed up in the Triad Towers, I took another look. But this time, I saw a different outcome."

Hathaway softly lifted the white cloth on the crystal ball.

A few chaotic scenes were flickering inside the crystal ball.

The last scene stopped on the image of a man. That man had twin daggers on his belt and was holding a scroll in his hand.

A shadow was lying in front of him.

"This is..." Xander’s mouth suddenly dried up.

"You killed him."

Hathaway pointed at that shadow and said, "Not long ago, this man killed Anthony."

"But in the fate I saw, you kill him."

"This is the reason I was looking for you."

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