Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School? Chapter 222 : Chapter 222

Chapter 222: The Witch Tea Party Held at the Blood Pool Ancient Castle

“Looks like it's losing steam.”

I watched as the seawater was no longer as turbulent as before.

After all, this was just a magical effect stirred up by an external force.

It was still incomparable to a real tsunami, which could destroy coastal cities in a single wave.

This place was rely a patchwork map for the exchange competition.

Here, it rely subrged a region.

And I also understood what the so-called “Sea Erosion” ant.

The primary purpose of the tsunami stirred up by the Sea's Marvelous Crown Ritual was not just to cause terrifying damage, but to erode the land into sea.

At this mont, the coastal highlands and mountains of the Fallen Land had turned into floating islands in the sea, and the abyss below had beco trenches on the seabed.

The seawater was still rising, and the so-called erosion was more severe than I had imagined.

The Sea's Marvelous Crown had already completely shattered, turning into currents and pearls.

I discovered that these pearls were resources that could be taken out.

I just didn't know what they were used for; they should be resources provided by the Sea Race.

This trip subrged the Fallen Land and changed the terrain.

Although the students of the Fallen Land might not have all died under such a terrifying tsunami, it was pretty close.

To survive such a natural disaster, one would have to be said to be truly lucky.

The seawater gradually rose.

I was still a bit reluctant to leave the greatsword that was plunged into the abyssal troll just like that.

In the end, I directly activated the Protection of the Elental Spirit of Water and leaped into the water.

At least this way, I didn't have to worry about my clothes, my hair, and so on getting wet.

Finally, I began to examine the greatsword underwater.

I wondered if the Teleportation Summoning Spell could be used on this thing.

If it could, then with one swing of this sword, what protective spell could stop it?

Its sharpness, its sturdiness, its weight—it was undoubtedly a very good thod for a powerful assault.

I wondered what kind of scene it would be if such a sword was plunged into the World Tree, or pierced through the Wizard Tower, or penetrated that floating island in the sky?

It would definitely be magnificent!

Of course, the premise for all this was that the mark of the Teleportation Summoning Spell could take it away.

If that didn't work, I would use multi-segnt marking.

I was willing, even if the consumption was greater.

“Mark, from the hilt to the blade… Marking successful!”

After trying for a while underwater, I discovered the fact that the marking was successful.

Next was to test if I could summon it.

Then I leaped out of the water and ca to a high mountain.

At this mont, the high mountains of the Fallen Land had beco underwater ruins.

Only the top revealed its original appearance.

I still had the Protection of the Elental Spirit of Water on , so my clothes weren't wet, but I had used quite a bit of magic power.

Ever since I used the Fire Rain Domain that ti, I felt like I had started to spend magic power lavishly.

“Summon.”

I activated the spellbook, then looked expectantly at this spellbook, which only cost ten points of consumption, to create a miracle.

The ritual pattern for the summoning had ford, but it wasn't big enough.

“Not good enough… a little bigger!”

I focused my mind and started to work on the spellbook.

Since you, this spellbook, can't pull yourself together, then I'll help you!

“Yes! Just like that!”

I watched as the ritual of the Teleportation Summoning Spell grew larger, and a chilling sword tip appeared within the summoning ritual.

Then, under its own imnse gravity, the sword slamd back into the water.

The body of the sword crashed into the water, splashing up monstrous waves.

This insane success was as if I saw it piercing through its target.

However, with such a commotion, I was still a little worried.

I imdiately re-entered the water to check the condition of the marks on the greatsword.

The power generated just now was a bit huge, and I was afraid the marks would shatter.

After all, I knew that these marks were very fragile.

After checking, several marks had indeed shattered, but the part that was previously inserted into the troll's body could be considered “unearthed.”

This way, the greatsword lying in the water could be more comprehensively marked by , and summoning it would be easier next ti.

After finishing these things, I rode my broom and left at high speed in a pleasant mood.

After all, Tan Han and the others who had already arrived in the Land of Eternal Darkness still needed my support.

Actually, not necessarily, maybe Tan Han and the others had already taken care of those guys.

The Blood Clan ca to find trouble with our Witch Academy as soon as they arrived.

Although I knew this might be related to Destiny, it was a fact that they provoked us.

It was clearly a hostile relationship.

They provoked us in the Dream State space before, and I taught them a good lesson.

I don't know what happened afterward, they were probably rescued, but I don't admit that I was heavy-handed at that ti.

As I was leaving, I glanced at my masterpiece, the subrged Fallen Land.

It indeed looked more pleasing to the eye this way.

The previous tsunami had also affected other places, but I'll leave those troubles for them to handle themselves.

It would be great if the Teleportation Summoning Spell could summon that water over, but unfortunately, it can't.

The Teleportation Summoning Spell summons the marked individual, not opening a portal to teleport things over.

Otherwise, when summoning the greatsword, it would have been summoned along with the seawater.

Flying all the way here, I also saw various terrains subrged by seawater along the way, uprooted vegetation and trees, or abandoned buildings and ruins, and so on.

On the way, I saw a supply crate and went down to take a look.

They were all very conventional items, and couldn't even be used outside the Dream State.

The outside world at this mont.

Because the Dream State Exchange Competition was held continuously without interruption, the huge Open-air Arena at the Witch Academy was naturally open all day.

Last night, a large number of spectators also did not leave their seats, and so clever people even brought their sleeping gear and spent an unforgettable night here.

They also witnessed many things.

Of course, normal people would usually go back to watch on their phones, or go back to their dorms to watch on TV, but this way they could only watch one window at a ti.

This kind of 24-hour live broadcast could easily beco boring.

Traveling, sleeping, or doing other things, many people found it very boring to watch.

Of course, those perverts who do things while watching people sleep are an exception.

Therefore, spectators generally watch the comntator's free-roam cara.

Because the free-roam cara, which focuses on the competition ground the whole ti, will continuously switch views, ensuring that most of the ti, the most exciting scenes of the exchange competition are being shown.

“We can see that Witch Academy's contestant Yang Yuehan has now replaced the Sea's Marvelous Crown of the Sea Race's ritual. At this mont, she has been crowned king! The seawater is cheering for her, the waves are adorning her!”

“We can see that Yang Yuehan's goal is very clear, just as she said before, the spearhead is pointed directly at the Fallen Land!”

“Let's see what the various academies in the Fallen Land are reacting to at this mont… Oh, it seems last night's battle was quite intense. The students of the Necromancer Academy are actually still sleeping. The water is upon them, yet they are sleeping so soundly. But it doesn't matter, at least when they die, they won't be in so much pain.”

“We have to ntion it again, there is no so-called pain reduction in battles within the Dream State. And precisely because of this, the Necromancer Academy of the Fallen Land subjected Witch Academy's Lan Baihui to such inhumane torture, which is why they have incurred such wrath…”

The free-roam cara here was the view released by the Witch Academy, and the comntator was also a senior from the Witch Academy.

It was obvious that her comntary carried strong personal emotions.

At the sa ti, the free-roam caras and comntaries broadcasted by other academies were all independent.

This point was confird when the matter of live broadcasting was brought up during the etings and exchanges between the various academies.

After all, all the major academies cared about their reputation.

In case their own students didn't perform well and embarrassed themselves, at least the free-roam cara, which had the most viewers, wouldn't show it.

Although such things couldn't be hidden forever, it could at least reduce so of the impact.

But all the other academies had thought it through well, but the actual situation might not go as they wished.

“Good drowning!”

“You pull this stunt on first thing in the morning? Cured my morning grumpiness.”

“Little Han commanding the seawater, that look was just too aweso!”

“Kill! Every single one of those academies in the Fallen Land deserves to die!”

“Avenge Lan Baihui! Oh yeah! So satisfying, that hit the spot.”

“Anyone might disappoint us, but Little Han never will!”

“Pats for Little Han. Did you watch Little Han's exclusive livestream last night? Little Han was almost sold to the Imp Academy, ugh, damn it.”

“What? Was there so big scoop last night?”

At this mont, all the seniors watching the live broadcast, whether in the arena or in their dormitories, were very excited.

Of course, the cara wasn't just focused on one person.

After all, watching the seawater pour in and wash over everything would beco boring after a while.

Intermittently, the screen now switched to the Land of Eternal Darkness.

This place rarely appeared in the free-roam cara, naturally because the exchange competition had been going on for a while, and the Blood Clan Academy hadn't had any particularly outstanding performances.

Or rather, although the Blood Clan was very active last night, they were active for nothing.

They got hamred in the Land of Eternal Darkness by the Holy Angel Academy and the Wizard Academy.

The Blood Clan's huge graveyard was also destroyed quite a bit, and the blood slave NPCs suffered heavy losses, but the Wizard Academy and the Holy Angel Academy also paid a certain price.

If it weren't for the Blood Clan's activity and the conflicts they stirred up, in a state of mutual non-interference at night, the Holy Angel Academy or the Wizard Academy could have at least tied with the Witch Academy in terms of academy scores.

And now, after the great battle of the night, the Blood Clan had suffered heavy losses.

Many had already returned to the graveyard to absorb the blood energy from the blood pool to recover.

But unfortunately, Tan Han led a group of witches and broke in at this mont.

This surprise caught the Blood Clan completely off guard.

“You! You witches are going too far!”

“I rember you, the one who ca to provoke our Witch Academy before the exchange competition even started,” Tan Han said, lifting the other's chin.

Although the Blood Clan controlled blood energy and was very strong, they were not stronger than witches, and certainly not stronger than Tan Han.

They were just newly embraced newcors.

Their own power was still dormant.

Only by constantly using it, constantly absorbing the essence of blood, and awakening the primitive instincts of the Blood Clan would their power advance further.

“It's you again! Where's that guy! The one who got trapped in the Dream State!”

“She's not here, but she's coming soon. It's just that… you won't have the chance to see her.”

“Tan Han, very good, I'll rember you! I heard you fainted after that Dream State incident, haha, to be able to faint in a Dream State, you're quite sothing…”

“Why bring up old matters? Think you can provoke like this?”

Tan Han, just like last ti, directly gave this person a quick end.

To this day, Tan Han didn't even know the other person's na, but for a minion that could be killed in one hit, Tan Han wouldn't bother to rember their na.

“Let's go. Everyone, be careful. There are many graveyards here. Blood slaves might awaken. Don't get hurt. The Blood Clan's strange thods shouldn't be underestimated,” Tan Han said.

“By the way, if you get bitten by a Blood Clan mber, will you really be assimilated into the Blood Clan?”

“No, at most you'll beco a lesser vampire or a blood slave. Orthodox Blood Clan mbers are generally born through the embrace. The number of students the Blood Clan Academy enrolls each year is the smallest among Transcendent Academies of the sa level. It's because the cost of the embrace is very high. I heard it's because there's no large-scale standardized process yet, and they've maintained the tradition of the embrace ritual.”

“It seems that's true. I've seen it on the Academy System. I heard that the newcors and the previous seniors are in an embrace relationship, and they even call each other child, father, mother, and so on.”

“Is the relationship that ssy?”

“It's just a form of address. We should respect the traditional culture of each academy.”

“Actually, compared to the extremists in the Imp Academy, this is already much better, right?”

“Indeed…”

While everyone was discussing, they heard a huge commotion, like the roar of the sea.

After all, the Land of Eternal Darkness was relatively close to the Fallen Land, but it wasn't a low-lying area.

But not long after, even they, here, could feel the effects of the tsunami.

“Is that the seawater rushing over? It reached this far?”

“We still underestimated the power of the tsunami from the Sea Race's ritual. Let's move quickly. If we're fast enough, by the ti Little Han arrives, we can probably start the ritual.”

At this ti, Tan Han also briefly checked the situation of the rituals of various academies.

As long as they didn't fall too far behind, the Witch Academy could be said to be secure.

The location for the ritual, the required desserts and tea, and the invitation letter from afar—the Witch Academy could get all these done in a very short ti.

It could be said that if everything went smoothly, the Witch Academy would score another point and firmly secure the top spot.

No academy could shake this situation in a short period of ti.

Any academy that wanted to surpass the Witch Academy would need to score at least three more points.

Even to tie, they would need two points, but they would still ultimately be behind the Witch Academy.

This was still the ideal situation; the gaps between rituals also could not be ignored.

At this mont, I was already riding my broom and heading towards the Land of Eternal Darkness.

The Land of Eternal Darkness extended upwards from the mountains at the edge of the Fallen Land, making it a relatively high-altitude area.

The gloomy environnt here and the ubiquitous graveyards made feel that this was the type of place the Necromancer Academy would like.

As soon as I arrived, I was choked by a bloody sll.

However, the bloody sll was not that strong now, but the accompanying sll of decay made nauseous.

It was a completely different kind of unpleasant sll from that of the Fallen Land.

In the distance, there were dilapidated old castles or the foundations of collapsed ruins.

And the most conspicuous was the destroyed graveyard.

According to the map, that was the Blood Slave Pasture, the source of blood essence for the blood pool.

It seed there was a reason why the Blood Clan didn't get any academy points last night.

Along the way, I took care of so blood slaves.

These blood slaves were not students of the Blood Slave Academy, but creatures that ca with the map.

So blood slaves were not even humanoid.

It seed the breadth of the Blood Clan's demand for blood exceeded my inherent perception.

“No movent?”

I got off my flying broom and walked along the only path.

I could see traces of battle here.

Could it be that the Blood Clan rests during the day and cos out at night?

After walking for a while, I finally heard so noise.

“Hmm? Su Ningmu?”

I couldn't help but call out after seeing her.

At this mont, she was chasing a student from an academy I didn't recognize.

To be able to run for so long under a witch's pursuit was truly a talent.

“Eh? Big Sis Xiao Han? Wait! Big Sis Xiao Han, don't kill-steal, leave this one to !”

“Oh.”

I nodded and directly cast a Restraint spell, causing the opponent's body to beco uncoordinated.

From the academy uniform, the opponent was from the Blood Clan Academy's side, but not necessarily the Blood Clan Academy itself, as the Blood Clan also had an affiliated academy and a Blood Slave Academy.

I just didn't know if this one was from the affiliated academy or the Blood Slave Academy, but at this mont, it made no difference.

Soon, with my interference, Su Ningmu sent the opponent back to resurrect.

“Su Ningmu, which academy is this one from? They ran from you for so long.”

“Uh… the Blood Clan's affiliated academy. The opponent had a blood-sacrificing alchemical item, they almost escaped. Anyway, thank you, Big Sis Xiao Han.”

“It's fine. Where are the others?”

“Oh, Big Sis Tan Han and the others have already reached the Blood Pool Ancient Castle at the core of the Land of Eternal Darkness. I'll take you there…”

Just as Su Ningmu was speaking, a pillar of light rose in the distance, the sign of the ritual.

“Looks like you don't need to lead the way. Let's go, let's go together.”