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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 eyes

no longer deny the

"Haaaa!"

at Waylan's heart. Alas,

on the floor. Her hair scattered all over her face, painting a desperate visage crying for momentary respite. Yet, Angelica's eyes never left the place where Ren once was. She

"Haaaa…haaaa…"

whole body slowly started to crumble under everyone's watch. Soon, her voice thinned out, sounding faint, before completely disappearing

wasn't there to

disappeared, it left behind a small, cracked core in the middle of

Crack-a! Crack-!

disappeared as fine, miniature cracks enveloped the core like small

Bang—

tiny particles, the core

over. It's all over." Waylan muttered to himself. The last shred of

equate to hers, her disappearance was evidence

he was

multiple duergars as well as an elder whose rank was above his, Waylan could only resign

But…

Despite his cruel fate…

wasn't going down without

"Haaaa!!!!"

Forcing himself to stand, a bright luminous light glowed from the body of

the sword, Waylan's body slowly shriveled up.

weak and frail on the

for him, Waylan no longer hesitated. He decided to supplement his

planning on

became even brighter,

Emma… My

his final moments, a small tear fell down by the side of his sunken

was so close to once again seeing

He felt indignant.

was already too

a fraction of a second, his attack was

weapons aimed at him, Waylan's enraged shout echoed throughout the whole hall as he slashed down. This time, his

will kill

WIIIIIIING—

the tip of his broadsword as a

***

[Lock, Class A-25.]

ways one can control psyons. Some can channel the psyons in the air in a way that they conjure a spell or some can control psyons in a way that it coats

and melodious voice sounded inside

Donna, as she explained the concept of psyon control to the over one hundred students

right hand, a subtle

level of control, they can freely move their

to just enveloping

"Kevin."

called out to Kevin, who was listening to the lecture with

"Huh?! Yes…?"

out by Donna, Kevin sat

something wrong?" He asked

knew most of the stuff she was talking about, Kevin had

think he did

hand, Donna shook

you didn't do anything wrong.

hand, she pointed at the front

do it because it's me. If you do it, people will have a better idea of how

you sure you're

to say when Donna asked him to demonstrate in front of the whole classroom how to coat their weapons

his thoughts. He didn't actually say them out loud. No way would he

his life

"…Okay."

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