Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School? Chapter 578 : Chapter 578

Chapter 578: The End of the Matter

“Calamity Witch… How is this possible? How could you possibly appear here! The dungeon sealed off the spatial power… You shouldn't be here!”

“Heal ! Reshape! How could this be? Why can’t it reshape?”

“How could this be? This is impossible! How do you possess this kind of power!”

After one strike.

Faced with this irrefutable fact, these Players felt that Destiny had played a huge joke on them.

Soone who should not have been here, wielding power they should not possess, had severed all their sches at this critical juncture!

The surge in harvested Ga Qualifications ca to an abrupt halt, as if severed by a single saber strike.

Everyone watched this massive reversal, montarily speechless.

The black and red filter in their eyes was cut apart by this strike.

In their eyes, there seed to be only the massive tree shadow representing hope.

The hope of survival suppressed the "unreasonableness" of that person's power mastery in everyone's eyes at this mont.

No one questioned anything; instead, they hoped that person’s strength could be even greater, even more unreasonable.

Then… to lead them out of this terrible reality.

“Foolish people’s first words will only be to question others’ abilities, trying to elevate themselves by belittling others. I rely returned the favor of how you treated them; are you already agitated?”

I asked with a light smile.

I returned the saber in my hand to its sheath, and then the entire saber dissolved into points of light before .

Next, I picked up the Casket that was floating beside , stepped forward, lightly touched the ground with my toe, and the surging Sea of the ntal Realm beneath my feet rapidly reshaped the order around .

At this mont, everyone felt the dungeon space was about to collapse; the trajectory of that saber strike was the first fissure tearing open the dungeon!

“Calamity Witch, why… why is it that every ti you manage to ruin my plans!”

At this mont, the Player’s voice carried anger, indignation, and even hysteria.

They were questioning recklessly, as if I were the villain.

But I couldn't be deceived by the Players now; they were shrewd people.

They were the ones least lacking in recognizing reality.

Once the outco was set and nothing could overturn it, all the unreasonableness and crazy actions were just an act.

Just like their current frenzy—either they were trying to probe my limit, or they had so other plan.

Moreover… did they lose out?

No, they didn't.

They harvested Destiny!

A large amount of Destiny was lost…

I hadn't expected the Players could harvest through this channel.

I subconsciously turned to look at everyone.

Should I bla them for not guarding the Destiny of the Main World well?

I couldn't bla them at all because so of them simply lacked the ability.

Therefore… this active confrontation initiated by the Players could only be considered a draw, at least for now.

Of course, this counts only if I am included.

If it weren't for … frankly, with so many Transcendent Academies represented here, they could never have truly united without holding anything back.

If they could unite, from the perspectives of strength and planning, they couldn't have reached this stage.

Being crushed now ant they failed to do their groundwork beforehand.

They walked step-by-step into the trap laid by the Players, who exploited this weakness of theirs.

For the students to maintain their fragile unity, they needed to constantly compromise for the benefit of the greater number.

And at this mont, these Players began to go berserk hysterically, just as I anticipated.

To resist the reshaping of order by my saber, they had to mobilize all the power of the dungeon, rging the origins of those extra dungeons.

Without too many fancy tricks, it was a pure confrontation.

This was also the first ti I clashed with soone else's domain.

My control over the domain's power was still slightly clumsy, but using it as a pure ans to pierce their domain made it seem effortless.

And the Players needed to maintain their domain; if they didn't, all their previous efforts would be for naught.

Countless pixels smashed indiscriminately toward everyone at this mont.

Anyone with a bit of sense subconsciously chose to move towards my area.

Because they could see that only the area where I stood was a safe zone capable of countering the Players' ans.

If the order of the Player dungeon shaped the external manifestation of Transcendent Pixels, then at this mont, I also had a glimr of enlightennt: the order of the ntal Realm I transford into manifests externally as… the Power of Knowledge!

Perhaps the Power of Knowledge was also just a prototype manifestation, capable of deriving more thods.

At this mont, countless streams of the Power of Knowledge flew out through the blank pages of the Casket, precisely canceling out the incoming pixels.

While resisting, the Power of Knowledge, along with the order of the ntal Realm, continuously eroded the dungeon, as if the battle at this mont had beco the most basic contest of erosion versus counter-erosion.

No matter how mad the Players went, or whom they tried to attack, I would not let them succeed.

As the domain continuously expanded, the unique majesty of the Great Tree of Knowledge gradually revealed itself.

The massive trunk supported a vast canopy, and this phenonon directly awakened mories in so people on the Witch Academy side.

“This… this is that!”

The first one to recognize it was Ming Xue Ming, the President of Wan Shi Wu.

She clearly rembered that night when that illusory tree shadow blood above the Witch Academy.

Although the tree was not as large as it was now back then, its height had already reached the top of the Witch Academy's Curtain Wall!

The anomaly that night attracted countless Transcendent ntors.

She was staying up late in her own lab with her ntor at the ti, and she personally watched her usually composed ntor suddenly curse and rush out of the laboratory without regard for anything else.

The scene of hundreds of Transcendent Witches gathering was vividly imprinted in her mory, especially the appearance of that tree…

It seed to be after that ti… the na Yang Yuehan, the Teaching Assistant, began to constantly appear in her field of vision…

If before that, she thought everything was too exaggerated, then witnessing it firsthand now… she only felt it was not enough!

If a student achieved this level of accomplishnt, she shouldn't be so obscure among the student body!

She should be the new spiritual leader of the Witch Academy students, a living legend, leading everyone to create… miracles that she herself could not imagine!

Thinking of this, Ming Xue Ming didn't even dare to think further.

However, her subconscious exclamation drew the attention of everyone currently under her protection, as if asking if she knew sothing.

But at this mont, she didn't have the slightest inclination to explain anything to everyone.

What right did she have to judge soone of such stature?

***

At this mont, in Modu.

As long as the Witch Academy students currently enrolled were present, they all ca out of the Academy to contribute to the disaster currently facing Modu.

With the help of the Transcendent students, a large number of ordinary people were rescued within the golden rescue ti.

But death was still sothing unavoidable.

Moreover, a greater disaster was waiting for everyone in Modu right now.

Centering on that huge hotel.

The surrounding buildings were enveloped by a power at this mont.

Everyone was unable to see what was happening inside.

Within the barrier ford by that power, they could only see massive pixel blocks making cyclical rhythmic movents.

At this ti, the surrounding area was already filled with Witch Academy students.

They were evacuating surrounding personnel to safety while watching this area being eroded by that unknown power.

From the ground, it looked like a giant hemisphere.

Even staring at it continuously gave a sense of unease that one's vision was about to be violated.

And at this mont, the boundary sealed by the dungeon cracked open!

An order completely different from that power launched its first counterattack against it!

This abnormality imdiately drew everyone's attention, but they didn't know what it represented.

Only the Transcendent ntors from various Academies watching the battle knew what it was.

That was a power level no less than the one the Players used to descend and create the dungeon!

It was also a Domain Prototype!

The attention of all Transcendent ntors was drawn over, feeling that unfamiliar order… it only brought a sense of dread.

It wasn't that this power was too strong, but the aning this power represented was too terrifying!

Only students were trapped inside the dungeon, only Players mastered the domain, and this new order represented that a student had mastered a Domain Prototype!

Could it be that those Players also mastered a second type of Domain Prototype?

The thought was impossible.

For a student, soone not even at the Transcendent level, to touch the level of a domain—what kind of talent was required to achieve this?

“This is… that little fellow!”

Among the ntors who could see through the domain, soone spoke.

They looked through the dungeon, their perception falling upon that figure.

The clash of domains—the two sides were too conspicuous; they couldn't mistake it.

“Who! Which Academy mber mastered the Domain Prototype?”

At this mont, many ntors excitedly stepped forward to ask.

Even if they thought the probability of this happening in their own Academy was low, they had to ask because they were overwhelmingly curious!

Which Academy was teaching how to master a domain?

They would even give up their ntor status to beco a student and learn!

If the power of a domain could also be taught, they desperately wished to beco students imdiately.

“Alas… it’s… the Witch Academy…”

With a sigh, the tone paused, and then the answer they least wanted to hear popped out.

In an instant, the curiosity of all Transcendent beings subsided.

The Witch Academy… this wasn't strange then.

They didn't dare to learn either, fearing that if they learned, they wouldn't be able to return.

The assimilation ability of the Witch race was truly too terrifying.

Even Transcendent beings had assimilation ans prepared specifically against Transcendent experts.

Although… under normal circumstances, Witches wouldn't use such a precious thod to turn others into Transcendent Witches.

Only true geniuses would be targeted by them.

Otherwise… it would be better to cast a wide net among non-Transcendent beings; the cost would be so much lower?

Everyone ca back to their senses and looked back toward the dungeon.

Many gazes also turned towards the Witch Academy side, their eyes flashing with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

At this mont, the Witch Academy side was clustered together, looking at sothing with great excitent.

“Yes, cut! Cut them to death!”

“It’s not looking too good, is Little Han’s control over the domain a bit weak? I’ll share so domain common knowledge to help Little Han out.”

“No… is this how you all play? I’m a Transcendent Witch and I don't even have a domain yet, what should I do?”

“Just deal with it. Maybe you can try asking Little Han to be your teacher and give it a shot.”

“I’ll donate so practical experience in domains!”

“Oh Donation, what an apt description! Then I'll donate so other knowledge…”

The Witches spoke one after another, looking at the live broadcast screen with not-so-high quality but appearing very excited.

They watched to the point where they wished they could go up in person and direct Little Han to beat those Players.

And as ti passed, the rift that had been torn open in the dungeon space above continued to widen.

Once the dungeon didn't repair it imdiately, it was dood to never have a second chance.

The dungeon at this mont looked like an egg about to hatch from the outside; a branch poked out from the shattering.

Everyone witnessed the arrival of this miracle.

New order continuously replaced the old order.

The pixels collapsed in a chain reaction like dominoes, until the figure of the Great Tree of Knowledge completely occupied the dominant position.

Countless streams of the Power of Knowledge autonomously dissipated, just like those Transcendent Pixels, constructing a new order.

The people around subconsciously reached out to catch a stream of the Power of Knowledge.

It had no concrete form, seemingly transforming constantly just for the deduction of knowledge.

This was so novel to the students—it was the exploratory desire arising from the unknown.

“Is this the Power of Knowledge that Little Han has mastered?”

At this mont, the Transcendent Witches who were involved in the research of the Great Tree of Knowledge also found this very interesting.

They had already reported this matter in advance, believing they wouldn't have to wait too long, perhaps right after the start of the term, they would stir up another big sensation.

So, quite a few Transcendent Witches who knew about the Power of Knowledge and the plan to perfect the Great Tree of Knowledge were also very interested in this new power and order.

As the dungeon’s order was broken, the hotel that was originally here also left no trace under the dungeon's erosion.

All the rescued people looked at all this in bewildernt, as if they couldn't quite believe they had been saved just like that.

And the one who revealed their form was not just those students.

“Damn you, Calamity Witch… We admit defeat this ti, you win… but you won’t win forever!”

“Don’t put it so harshly. Did you really lose? Maybe not?”

“Who knows? But I want to leave, and you can’t stop !”

At this mont, the Players who had lost everything didn't choose to log off right then, but instead chose to flee using their last bit of strength!

“Really?”

I denied their thoughts and plans in the most direct way.

Within my ntal Realm Domain, the Players without the dungeon's buff were nothing more than ordinary people.

And soon, I also understood why they were so desperate to escape instead of logging off gracefully.

Because… the Heart of Cold Tide.

One of the fragnts of [Transcendent Knowledge].

Thus, the Players in Modu were completely cleared out.

They gathered here and collaborated to create this dungeon, harvesting quite a bit of Destiny.

Even if there were still Players in Modu, they were probably trying every ans to leave this place of trouble.

Of course, I knew this by observing through the Destiny Gazing Technique.

However, after performing the Destiny Gazing Technique deduction, I discovered sothing slightly off: the motive for those Players' urgent departure… seed not to be taking the Heart of Cold Tide with them.

But this was not sothing I should be concerned with.

I toyed with the Heart of Cold Tide; its power emitted under normal conditions could no longer affect much.

My attention was focused more on the people who were affected this ti.

I looked through space and saw the Transcendent ntors concealed within space—ntors from every Academy.

At this mont, they all revealed themselves one by one to take away the treasure of their respective Academies.

However, the way all the Transcendent ntors looked at seed to carry a trace of sothing strange.

I naturally understood why this was the case, but I wasn't afraid of it because this was the Witch Academy's ho ground; even if they were jealous enough to want to kill , they couldn't.

I waved to the Witch Sisters who were still watching the show with a smile.

Among the Witches, I also saw Big Sis Bai’s figure.

Finally, after I indicated that everything was fine, my gaze turned towards the victims.

Those ordinary people who were trapped by the dungeon’s order were also rescued now.

They cheered for being able to live and wept with joy.

So were still in extre panic, while others had fallen into severe injury or unconsciousness.

My attention focused on these ordinary people, not because I felt guilty about the ordinary people being caught in this incident.

But rather… at this mont, every single one of these ordinary people, without exception, had a thread of Destiny wrapped around them, just like those Players.

Even though they were only ordinary people, in the secular world outside, they were all influential figures—tycoons or nobles.

Their influence in the world… Heh.

Then I stopped paying attention to them and looked towards the Witch ntors.

It seed they had also allowed this situation to continue fernting…

But… this way, the Main World would indeed beco less peaceful.

The conflict between the Transcendent beings and ordinary people… would likely be instigated by these Players too.