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 to

what was going on

in

could no longer

"Haaaa!"

echoed in the lifeless hall. Her desperate cries tore at Waylan's heart. Alas, he

Angelica's knees buckled, her blood and saliva mixing as it dropped 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 weakly extended her hand in that direction, as if trying to grasp a

"Haaaa…haaaa…"

But, what came next was arguably worse. Angelica's whole body slowly started to crumble under everyone's watch. Soon, her voice thinned out, sounding faint, before completely

he wasn't there to see

disappeared, it left behind a small, cracked

Crack-a! Crack-!

disappeared as fine, miniature cracks enveloped the core like

Bang—

into a million tiny particles, the core

himself. The last shred

a mana contract with Ren where his death would equate to

was completely

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

But…

Despite his cruel fate…

wasn't going down without one last

"Haaaa!!!!"

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

He decided to supplement his sword with all the remaining life

planning

his sword became even brighter, blinding the eyes of almost everyone

sorry, Emma…

final moments, a small tear fell down by the side

so close to

He felt indignant.

too late to feel

a second,

the duergars near him, who had their weapons aimed at him, Waylan's enraged shout echoed throughout the

will kill you

WIIIIIIING—

energy exploded from the tip of his broadsword as a bright

***

[Lock, Class A-25.]

in the air in a

voice

she explained the concept of psyon control to the over one hundred students present in the

hand, a

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

she spoke, the glow around her went from enveloping her entire hand to just enveloping one of her fingers.

"Kevin."

who was listening to the lecture with his cheek

"Huh?! Yes…?"

by Donna, Kevin sat up

something wrong?" He

his posture wasn't good, and he already knew most of the stuff she was talking about, Kevin had been paying attention to the whole class from

he did anything

her hand, Donna shook

didn't do anything wrong.

pointed at the

cover your weapon. If I do it, others will just assume I can do it because it's me. If you do it, people will have a better idea of

you sure you're

Kevin wanted to say when Donna asked him to demonstrate in front

those were only his thoughts. He didn't actually say them out loud. No way

valued his

"…Okay."

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