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.

she's connected to

instantly understood what was going on with

in his

could no longer deny the inevitable

"Haaaa!"

cries tore at Waylan's

floor. Her hair scattered all over her face, painting a desperate visage crying for momentary respite. Yet, Angelica's eyes never left

"Haaaa…haaaa…"

started to crumble under everyone's watch. Soon, her voice thinned out,

wished he wasn't there to see

the final ashes of Angelica's body disappeared, it left behind a small, cracked core

Crack-a! Crack-!

soon disappeared as fine, miniature

Bang—

tiny particles, the core completely

Waylan muttered to himself. The last shred of hope he had in

had signed a mana contract with Ren where his death would equate to hers, her disappearance was evidence that Ren had died, bringing her alongside with

he was completely

elder whose rank was

But…

Despite his cruel fate…

down

"Haaaa!!!!"

in the air. Forcing himself to stand, a

the mana he had in his body towards the sword, Waylan's body

watched Waylan transform into a weak and frail on the verge of death man. Yet, none dared to underestimate him. His aura was

Waylan no longer hesitated. He decided to supplement his sword with all the remaining life force in

planning

sword became even brighter, blinding

sorry, Emma…

moments, a small tear fell down by the

to once again seeing

He felt indignant.

too late to feel

a second,

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

kill you

WIIIIIIING—

his broadsword as a

***

[Lock, Class A-25.]

the psyons in the air in a way that they conjure a spell or some

and melodious voice sounded inside

Donna, as she explained the concept of

her right hand, a subtle purple glow enveloped

is hard, once one reaches a certain level of control, they

around her went from enveloping her entire hand to just enveloping one of her fingers. Moving her fingers,

"Kevin."

and Donna called out to Kevin, who was listening

"Huh?! Yes…?"

out by Donna, Kevin

wrong?" He asked in

stuff she was talking about, Kevin had been paying attention to

think he

Donna

do anything

her hand, she pointed at the front of the

called you 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 sure you're not picking on

demonstrate in front of

thoughts. He didn't actually say

valued his

"…Okay."

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