Wizard: My Skills Can Infinitely Break Through

But not a single person stood up to speak for Edmund.

Adelle’s victory was assured.

The white-haired Elder conversed quickly with the two people beside him and secretly notified the other six Elders.

Time slowly passed, and the air in the great hall grew increasingly oppressive.

Until... the white-haired Elder looked up at the crowd in the hall.

"By a unanimous vote of the Elder Council, Edmund Justice is hereby stripped of his status as heir."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a grasping motion.

Nine silver-white chains tightened abruptly, and the Runes on them erupted in a blinding light.

Edmund let out a piercing scream. His body convulsed violently as the dark purple markings were stripped away and crushed, piece by piece.

Inky black blood poured from his seven orifices.

The blood splattered onto the marble floor, corroding it with SIZZLING scorch marks and releasing a nauseating, putrid stench.

The guests retreated one after another, their faces pale.

The entire process lasted for about a minute.

When the last trace of the dark purple markings was stripped away, Edmund had collapsed into a boneless heap, his pupils dilated and unfocused.

The white-haired Elder waved his hand, and a black Crystal coffin flew out, sucking Edmund inside.

Dense sealing Runes appeared on the Crystal coffin’s surface before it transformed into a streak of light and sank into the ground.

That was the location of the clan’s underground prison.

Throughout the entire process, Aidele stood perfectly still and silent.

Only when Edmund was completely sealed away did she slowly let out a breath.

Beneath the sleeves of her deep purple robe, her fingers, at some point, had clenched so tightly they had turned white.

But she did not relax.

She turned, faced the stone table, and bowed again.

"My father is still in a coma. The Justice Clan cannot be without a leader for even a single day."

Her voice had regained its calm, even tinged with a perfectly measured hint of exhaustion.

"My brother Edmund has violated two taboos. His assets and his faction must be liquidated immediately.

I recommend that Naseng lead the Law Enforcement Team to carry this out and complete the initial cleanup within three days."

The white-haired Elder watched her in silence.

Complex emotions churned in the depths of his cloudy eyes.

Scrutiny, deliberation, doubt, and a trace of... inexpressible admiration.

He began to speak slowly.

"Adelle Justice."

"Here."

"Exposing a traitor and purging the clan of a cancer is a great merit."

The white-haired Elder’s voice was deep. "Developing the Purification Potion and alleviating the Clan Leader’s condition is a second great merit."

"For these two merits, you shall be rewarded. From this day forward, you are granted Level Three Authority within the clan, you may mobilize two Law Enforcement Team divisions, and your monthly resource allotment will be increased by thirty percent."

The white-haired Elder paused, then added.

"Furthermore, you are to personally lead a team to search Edmund’s private estate. All items related to the Abyss are to be sealed and transferred to Elder Soron."

"Yes."

Aidele bowed in acceptance, her movements impeccably flawless.

But beneath her lowered eyelids, a very faint smile flickered.

Just then, a suppressed commotion came from a corner of the council hall.

Edwin finally snapped out of his shock.

He stared intently at Aidele, his lips pressed into a thin, pale line.

His usually arrogant eyes now churned with anger, resentment, and... fear.

Yes, fear.

He suddenly realized that everything that had happened, from last night’s banquet to now, was far too coincidental.

Why did Edmund’s contamination have to break out during the clan’s monthly banquet of all times?

Why was Aidele able to prepare all the evidence in advance?

Why... would that Level Two Wizard named Ian develop a Purification Potion for Abyss contamination at such a critical moment?

Countless questions exploded in his mind.

But Edwin didn’t dare to ask a single one.

Because he saw Aidele slowly turning her head, her gaze falling upon him.

Her deep purple eyes were as calm as still water, yet they made the blood in Edwin’s veins freeze instantly.

It was the look of a Hunter sizing up its prey.

"Brother Edwin."

Aidele’s voice was as soft as a greeting.

"You don’t look well. Do you need to rest?"

Edwin’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

He wanted to speak, to refute, to question, but all the words caught in his throat.

In his peripheral vision, he glanced at the three Elders above.

Their gazes were fixed on him, filled with scrutiny and warning.

He suddenly understood.

From the moment Edmund was exposed, the fight for succession... was already over.

Abyss contamination was an absolute taboo in the Wizard World.

And Aidele had just personally sent a competitor who had touched that taboo into a sealed prison.

At the same time, she had also produced the Purification Potion.

She had even received the Elder Council’s approval.

And... she controlled all the evidence and held all the initiative.

Edwin slowly unclenched his fists, his palms slick with cold sweat.

He lowered his head, avoiding Aidele’s gaze, his voice hoarse.

"...No need."

"Good."

Aidele retracted her gaze and turned back to the Elder.

She took three Dark Silver Potion Test Tubes from her robes and presented them with both hands.

"This is the second batch of the improved Soul Calming Potion we have completed.

Testing has shown it has a significant Purification effect on negative Energy Erosion below Level Two. Against Level Three Contamination... it can at least slow the spread."

The white-haired Elder took the Test Tubes.

The Dark Silver liquid swirled slowly inside the glass tubes, and small vortexes of Order were faintly visible within.

He probed it with his Spiritual Power, and his cloudy eyes brightened slightly.

"Order Resonance... very pure."

He gave Aidele a deep look, his fingers caressing the surface of the Test Tube.

After a long moment, he nodded slowly.

"Have him continue his research. The clan will provide all necessary resources."

"Yes." Aidele bowed again.

This time, there was a new, almost imperceptible hint of relaxation in her posture.

’I succeeded.’

’Not only have I brought down Edmund, but I’ve also established Ian’s ’value’ before the Elder Council.’