"Kekeke... Kekeke..."
"Foolish humans! Prepare yourselves for the wrath that cos from hell."
"This world will be drowned in eternal darkness. The fires of hell will burn everything. You will scream and wail like pitiful sheep."
"No one will save you. No gods will appear."
"When the horn of the apocalypse sounds, that will be the mont the brutality and horrors of Hell consu this world."
Noan opened his mouth wide after hearing the absurdly... no, incredibly "cringe" words from Malrik, who sounded like he was in so lodramatic fantasy.
"Master, do you want him to speak like that?" Vylyss also couldn't stand it, imdiately asking.
Although no one else was around and no one knew that Malrik was Noan's monster, Noan still covered his face in embarrassnt.
"Do you think I could have said sothing like that?" Noan sighed deeply.
At first, he thought Malrik would use the coffin, which was sealed at the center of the academy, to cause a commotion, then take advantage of the chaos to escape using his innate Space ability.
But now, he felt that Malrik's "commotion" seed completely different from what he had imagined.
Was this "causing chaos"? Damn it! It would be more accurate to say Malrik was conquering the world and attacking humanity!
Noan didn't know what to do next. He couldn't go back to the academy and drag Malrik along.
In the end, Noan decided to find a secluded spot to continue observing.
...
At the center of the Academy, Valtor had arrived just in ti.
He looked at the coffin, still sealed in a mass of chains and magic threads, and took a long breath.
However, the coffin was now floating in the air as if it would enter the dark cloud in the sky at any mont.
"Damned!" Valtor shouted, drawing his sword, his brow furrowed. "Go, Steamlack, retrieve that coffin."
Steamlack's body began to change, with two jet-like propulsion units sprouting from its back. The units started to activate.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Though the propulsion units were relatively small, their force was imnse, allowing Steamlack to soar upwards and quickly head towards the coffin.
At this point, both the Royal Guards and the Academy's staff had gathered.
They used their flying hero to try and retrieve the coffin, knowing full well its imnse significance.
Valtor commanded, "Hurry, take the coffin! Even if the Academy is destroyed, we must retrieve it!"
Everyone knew how critical it was, and they did their utmost to seize the coffin.
"Kekekeke... Foolish humans, your efforts are nothing more than a sandcastle," Malrik laughed as he spoke.
His laughter was filled with a chilling, ominous, and malicious energy that made even Valtor shudder, feeling a cold chill down his spine.
"Who are you?!" Valtor gritted his teeth and yelled.
"Human, you are not worthy to know my na. You are nothing but trash, a re rat. Even if you call your father here, he would only bow his head to like a dog."
Valtor: "..."
"You... bastard! I'll tear you to pieces!" Valtor's rage reached its peak.
The words he had said to the Lords were now thrown back at him by Malrik, who mocked him to the point where it felt like all his honor had been trampled underfoot.
At this mont, Steamlack had reached the coffin, but it felt like an invisible hand was holding it in place, unable to move.
"What the hell?!" Valtor gasped, grinding his teeth. He swung his sword and shouted, "Speed buff – Wind's Grace!"
A green light surrounded Steamlack's body, but just as that happened, a massive fireball, more than two ters in diater, shot from the skull's mouth, heading towards Steamlack at an incredible speed.
"No!" Valtor scread as he saw the approaching fireball, his eyes widening in horror.
BAM!
The fireball shot towards Steamlack with the speed of a bullet, crashing into the creature suspended in mid-air, causing an earth-shattering explosion.
A shockwave blasted outward, sending the monsters trying to approach the coffin flying backward.
"This is bad! I've lost connection with my hero!"
"Damn it! too!"
"That fire can burn through even magical energy."
"What the hell?! What kind of cursed fire is that?"
The surrounding staff mbers were startled as they realized they had lost control over their monsters.
The beasts that had once charged with such strength now fell like leaves, crashing to the ground with loud thuds.
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
The monsters fell, creating large craters in the ground, the sounds of impact ringing out, followed by a cloud of dust rising into the air.
"Kekekeke... Foolish humans! You think your tiny ants can stop the steps of Hell?"
"I bring disaster to this world and will burn it down. Humanity is inferior, I will..."
"What will you do next?" Suddenly, a voice rang out, full of authority and power.
On top of a tower, a woman stood there, dressed in a black suit, with skin the color of honey, long ears, and a face so beautiful it seed otherworldly.
Her skin only enhanced her allure and strength. Her beauty exuded an aura that made n feel inferior just by looking at her.
Especially her long legs, which made won envious and n captivated.
She stood there silently, but her presence was as commanding as an entire army.
"You..." The gigantic skull in the sky turned towards her.
Valtor heard the voice and imdiately looked towards the woman, murmuring, "Rector Zaki?"
Zaki crossed her arms before her chest, raising two large, alluring, soft mountains. Her voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable authority as she spoke: "Put that coffin back where it belongs, then... Leave!"
"You... Humans are so inferior, don't underestimate !" Malrik roared, his voice full of utter fury.
He opened his mouth, releasing a fiery vortex directly toward Zaki.
She showed no fear, stepping back, clenching her fist. The surrounding space twisted as her overwhelming strength warped the air itself.
BAM!
Zaki punched forward, and the space shattered. The compressed air exploded with a deafening blast.
The fiery vortex was imdiately destroyed, but the shockwave continued its path toward the giant skull floating in the sky.
BOOM!!!
Another massive explosion sounded, and the skull and dark clouds were instantly disintegrated. The once-darkened sky cleared, looking fresh as if it had just experienced a heavy rainstorm.
The light beam disappeared, and the coffin fell straight to the ground.
Valtor flinched and imdiately rushed to catch the falling coffin.
However, another shadow appeared, moving faster than him several tis.
Zaki appeared right beneath the falling coffin like a beam of dark light.
BAM!
Zaki caught the coffin with one hand, the ground beneath her feet cracking open and creating a massive hole with a diater of over ten ters.
Cracks from the hole spread over a hundred ters in a web-like pattern, making the ground seem on the verge of collapsing.
Zaki placed the coffin on her shoulder, her eyes fixed on Valtor as she calmly said, "Whatever you do, you must first consider whether you have the strength to do it."
"Bravery is good, but rushing forward without enough power is foolish, understand?"
Valtor gritted his teeth. He was already furious, and now Zaki's words only made him angrier.
However… no matter how angry he was, he had to swallow his rage because his opponent was Zaki, the Director of the Lord Academy.
"Yes, I understand," Valtor gritted his teeth, bowing his head to hide his face, which was now filled with frustration.
Zaki glanced at Valtor without saying anything more and then left with the coffin.
She walked to a secret chamber deep underground, placing the coffin back in its original spot. With a soft wave of her hand, countless magical sigils appeared, surrounding the coffin as if trying to prevent whatever was inside from escaping.
Zaki dusted off her clothes and took out a cigarette from her pocket.
Her finger extended, and a fla appeared, igniting the cigarette.
Zaki took a puff, releasing a cloud of white smoke, and lightly said, "You've caused a bit too much trouble."
"Kekekeke… Sorry, I just wanted my master to leave easily," ca Malrik's voice.
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