The Author's POV
Chapter 356
BOOOOOM—!
The hall flashed, turning white, as a torrential wave of energy burst forth from Durara's staff. A rumbling, thunderous roar resounded continuously as the energy shot forward, towards Ren's direction.
Everything happened so fast that barely anyone present in the hall could react.
Not Waylan, not Angelica, and especially not Ren, who could only helplessly watch as the attack quickly headed in his direction, enveloping his body completely.
Under the eyes of everyone present, be it the duergars, Waylan, or Angelica, Ren's figure slowly disappeared under the terrifying energy's onslaught.
It was so fast that he could not even scream.
BANG—
Once Ren's figure disappeared, a thunderous explosion rang out once more.
Ripples of energy spread apart once Durara's attack hit the other side of the hall.
Once the energy ripples dissipated, what was left behind was only a long trace on the ground, marking the direction of where the attack headed.
Dust and smoke diffused in the air.
"Haaa…haaa…"
Durara's heavy breaths rang out throughout the corridor as she supported her body with the aid of her staff.
Her hair was disheveled. One could tell she was in a terrible state.
Thud—
Despite her menacing facade, it was apparent that she was on her last straw. Mere seconds after she released her attack, falling to one knee, Durara fell face first on the ground.
Whether she was dead or alive, no one no longer knew.
"This…"
On the other hand, with a pale look, both Waylan and Angelica stared in the direction of where Ren used to stand.
Apart from the now melted rod, the only thing visible was the long mark that traced all the way to the other side of the hall. There was no sign of him.
"…It…no…way…"
Waylan fumbled on his words as he stared in the direction of where Ren once stood. He couldn't find him anywhere. His gaze wasn't just directed there, he also looked at Ultruk who was impaled by Durara's long staff.
Despair overtook him.
"This…can't be it, right?"
Where did everything go wrong?
A look of resignation and defeat appeared on his face as he tried his best to process what was happening.
Everything was going so well just a few minutes ago. Yet, everything changed within a second.
Ultruk and Ren had died.
To make matters worse, Waylan's condition had regressed.
Having just exerted some mana to fight against the duergars, he was on his last legs.
Thud—
His right knee gave out.
"Huaaaaaa!"
Snapping him out his thoughts was a high-pitched scream of agony that sounded not so far from where his position.
Turning towards the direction of where the scream originated from, Waylan's eyes stopped on Angelica. Staring at her condition, his mouth opened like a fish, as his throat dried up.
connected
what was going on
in his
no longer deny
"Haaaa!"
lifeless hall. Her desperate cries tore at Waylan's heart. Alas, he could only watch and
scattered all over her face, painting a desperate visage crying for momentary respite. Yet, Angelica's eyes never
"Haaaa…haaaa…"
Angelica's whole body slowly started to crumble
he wasn't there
body disappeared, it left behind a small, cracked core
Crack-a! Crack-!
disappeared as fine, miniature cracks enveloped the
Bang—
tiny particles, the core completely
It's all over." Waylan muttered to himself. The last shred of hope he
his death would equate to hers, her disappearance
was
an elder whose rank was
But…
Despite his cruel fate…
wasn't going down
"Haaaa!!!!"
in the air. Forcing himself to stand, a bright luminous light glowed from the body of the sword, lighting up the whole room like the
body towards the sword, Waylan's body slowly shriveled
on the verge of death man. Yet, none dared to underestimate him. His
no way out for him, Waylan no longer hesitated. He decided
was planning
even brighter,
sorry, Emma…
fell
when he thought he was so close to once again seeing his daughter, everything came
He felt indignant.
too late
a second, his attack
him, who had their weapons aimed at him, Waylan's enraged shout echoed throughout the whole hall as he slashed down. This time,
kill you
WIIIIIIING—
broadsword as a bright
***
[Lock, Class A-25.]
control psyons. Some can channel the psyons in the air in a way
crisp and melodious voice
the concept of psyon control to the over one
right hand, a subtle
it is hard, once one reaches a certain level of control, they can freely move their psyons to wherever they
just enveloping one of her fingers. Moving her fingers, the
"Kevin."
out to Kevin, who was listening to the lecture with his cheek rested by
"Huh?! Yes…?"
by Donna, Kevin
He asked in
his posture wasn't good, and he already knew most of the stuff she was talking about, Kevin had been paying attention to the
he
hand, Donna
do anything wrong.
her hand, she pointed at the front of the
out because I wanted you to demonstrate to the others how you control psions to cover your weapon. If I do it, others will just assume I can do it because it's me. If you do
you're not picking
say when Donna asked him to demonstrate in front of the whole classroom how to
those were only his thoughts. He didn't actually say them out loud. No way would he do
his
"…Okay."
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