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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.

she's connected

was

resignation in his

longer deny the

"Haaaa!"

Her desperate cries tore at Waylan's heart. Alas, he could

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,

"Haaaa…haaaa…"

came next was arguably worse. Angelica's whole body slowly started to crumble under

he wasn't there to see

final ashes of Angelica's body disappeared, it left behind

Crack-a! Crack-!

too soon disappeared as fine, miniature cracks enveloped the core like

Bang—

a million tiny particles, the

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

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

he was

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

But…

Despite his cruel fate…

going down without

"Haaaa!!!!"

the air. Forcing himself to stand, a bright

his body towards the sword, Waylan's body slowly shriveled up. His muscles thinned out, his appearance

watched Waylan transform into a weak and frail on the verge of

there was no way out for him, Waylan no longer hesitated. He decided to supplement his sword with all the remaining life

planning on

brighter, blinding the eyes of almost

Emma…

fell down by the

he thought he was so close to once again seeing his

He felt indignant.

already too

a

aimed at him, Waylan's enraged shout echoed

kill

WIIIIIIING—

broadsword

***

[Lock, Class A-25.]

are many different ways one can control psyons. Some can channel the psyons in the air in a way that they conjure a spell or

voice sounded inside

to none other than Donna, as she explained the concept of psyon control to the over one hundred

a subtle purple glow

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

went from enveloping her entire hand to just enveloping one

"Kevin."

was listening to the lecture with his cheek rested by

"Huh?! Yes…?"

Donna, Kevin sat up

wrong?" He

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

didn't think he did anything

her hand, Donna

you didn't do anything

at the front of

others will just assume I can do it because it's me. If you do it, people will have a better idea of how to follow

you sure you're not picking on

Kevin wanted to say when Donna asked him to demonstrate in front of the whole classroom how

actually say them

valued his life

"…Okay."

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