Fane pursed his lips, answering calmly, "Of course I think I can win. Just because I'm here doesn't mean I'll lose."
This response silenced all three men instantly. They looked at Fane speechlessly, feeling like they were talking to a wall.
All they were speaking were reasons and facts, yet Fane refused to listen. The three of them sighed helplessly as they decisively gave up on talking to Fane about this.
They felt like Fane would probably never listen to them. There was only half a day left in the end. The competition was about to end, and Fane would clearly see that he was useless without them needing to explain anything.
The three of them shook their heads silently as they turned and started to talk about other things.
As time passed, more people started to come out of the barriers, with most of them visibly despondent. Only some looked happy as if they were confident in their results.
The time finally came for the last two hours.
At that moment, out of the 30 barriers around the furnaces, 27 had already dispersed. Only three alchemists remained inside, still persevering.
The three of them were the three leaders of the competition: Emilio from Chaos Continent, Ethan from White Marsh Continent, and Nash from Hestia Continent.
The three of them seemed to be intent on fighting to the last moment, not willing to admit defeat.
Another half an hour passed, and Nash's barrier finally dispersed, his figure revealed to the other participants. His expression, however, was worth noting.
His face was slightly pale. With a sigh, the Purple Sun Pill in his hand was swallowed.
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