Chapter 497: Luxien’s Awakening
After the Abyss Demons continuously intervened in the false world, the candidates still on the Bobapop Islands began to experience a looming threat of d*ath.
Even the people from the Wizard Academy felt an existence more disgusting than the wizards themselves.
One could say that the appearance of the Abyss Demons aligned the once-opposing candidates on the Bobapop Islands toward a common goal at that moment.
The Wizard Academy, the Holy Angel Academy, the Witch Academy, and… the Aphhemia Academy, which had yet to fully recover from the shadow of the volcanic ash, were all forced to begin confronting the demons.
This time, the Witch Academy had ample supplies and quickly geared up, prepared to unite for another battle.
However, having learned from their previous losses, they became smarter and did not prepare for reckless action, yet those demons would not give them much time to prepare, so they could only make some simple arrangements to do their best.
The number of demons was too great, and the dead flesh would hatch again; merely trying to wear them down was undoubtedly meaningless, so they had to find a more efficient way to eliminate these creatures once and for all.
This method was clear to everyone.
A mere eruption of volcanic ash had thrown half of the Bobapop Islands into silence. Even the demons were unwilling to venture toward that half of the island; the answer was evidently obvious.
The people from the Witch Academy quickly planned to guide the demons to the foot of the volcano and then trigger an eruption.
This time, there was no one to obstruct them, so they were confident in completing what they previously could not and simultaneously resolving the current trouble.
Thus, the joint examination would finish ahead of schedule, and everyone would equally end this joint examination that had drained their energy in just a few days.
……
At this moment.
At the foot of the Bobapop Main Island volcano, where there should have been a forest, was instead scorched earth, where scattered flames burned the dark tree trunks in the distance. Each step crunched underfoot on the carbonized branches, creating a dull sound of breaking.
“Those demons are really fierce… they chase after anyone they see, and it’s hard to control their speed of arrival.”
“What about Tan Han and the others? Weren’t they supposed to lure those demons over to trigger the volcanic eruption? Why haven’t we seen them yet?” Luxien glanced at her phone, but there was no response.
She looked at the horde of demons nearing dangerously close and felt a slight headache.
While she agreed that this plan was good, many things were uncontrollable, just like now.
So she had to make a final decision—whether to desperately delay here waiting for her distant companions or go up the mountain to see if she could trigger the eruption herself.
“Let’s go up the mountain first and ensure our safety.” Luxien gazed at the steep volcano wall, where the exposed volcanic rock was weathered. The ash at the peak of the volcano had yet to disperse; if they wanted to wait for it to settle, it would take weeks, if not months.
The thought of igniting the volcano with her own hands stirred an unexpected surge of emotion within Luxien, a slight adrenaline rush, a feeling of anticipation rising from her heart.
Without hesitation, she began to ascend, with several followers quickly keeping up.
As they climbed, they observed the surrounding environment, using spells to destroy any usable terrain, triggering a cascade of falling rocks to hinder the demons’ progress.
Before long, the demons lured over began heading towards the volcano, with the rolling debris causing them significant trouble.
The commands received by the demons were very simple; after all, they might not comprehend complex instructions.
They were to k*ll any inhabitants of the Main World they saw, and although they were puzzled why there were so few people in this area, as long as they spotted a few, they would spare no effort to overwhelm them.
“This scene is truly spectacular. I must say, the execution of plans by the Witch Academy is impressive.”
At the mountain’s summit, several figures watched the terrifying tide of demons below, dark like a wave, rushing here in the most primal manner.
Such a scene was not something seen every day.
“Ha! I said it was easy to guess the thoughts of those from the Witch Academy, right? We don’t even need to intervene; they’ve already helped us lure these demons here.”
Naturally, those standing at the mountain’s peak were the members of the Wizard Academy.
After suffering losses from these demons, they promptly decided not to confront them head-on and surprisingly gathered together.
With the arrival of their leader, who told them that despite the sudden circumstances, the joint examination would still continue, they understood that there was no room for luck.
Their leader only provided them with the most basic supplies.
Such meager provisions were far from enough. They were ambitious and also wanted to end this joint examination because they suddenly found that it was gradually losing its significance.
The extraordinary wizards all had their own purposes; this joint examination was just a side event for them. Instead of playing this pointless game of pretend with the Wizard Academy, they might as well end the test early, claim their deserved rewards, and then enjoy a rare holiday—if they still had a holiday left…
Setting aside these trivial thoughts, Aen Galande’s gaze regained its determination. They pooled all their resources to set up a collaborative grand spell at the volcano that required multiple people to activate.
Many students from the Wizard Academy, while pursuing personal power, also learned about various powerful spell setups. Even if the arrangements were quite complicated, they didn’t mind; their pursuit was maximum lethality.
After all, such spells were not meant for open combat with others but were intended to be used for surprise attacks, which could be executed with minimal preparation.
The spell they set up here was the “Fundamental Magnetic Storm Grand Spell.” Originally, one could not complete this spell alone, so Aen split it into several modular nodes based on his understanding and existing cases.
The spell’s effects were quite broad, and its applications were not particularly limited. Its most direct effect was to control the fundamental magnetic field, and its derived capabilities could shield and disrupt electronic devices over a large area.
In this volcanic region, the abundance of metallic elements made it very effective, and the spell’s most powerful attack was the magnetic explosion, capable of causing horrific indiscriminate damage over a specific range.
According to Aen Galande’s simple calculations, once this spell was cast with full force, it could entirely flatten the structural integrity of the Bobapop volcano.
The splash effects of the spell could cover a large area of the Bobapop Main Island, but the caused splashes wouldn’t be as damaging, so Aen did not set up this spell to indiscriminately k*ll others at the outset because he felt those guys weren’t worth such extravagance.
“Get ready; it seems the witches helping us are about to arrive,” Aen said.
Then, the people around him quickly left to notify the respective node leaders responsible for the grand spell.
Aen chose this spell also for another reason: it had a higher margin of error. For wizards, who generally wouldn’t have many friends, even if they needed to team up, they’d still be relatively unfamiliar with each other, so the margin of error was equally important.
Before long, Aen felt that the various nodes of the Fundamental Magnetic Storm Grand Spell were activated, with magical power linked through temporary one-time witch weapons under the action of that magical power, and Aen directly used his mental power to manipulate the spell.
Suddenly, an array of dazzling colors exploded above the volcano.
Countless intricate runes flowed between spells, forming a complex array of magical symbols.
The power of the spell lifted Aen’s body as he stood atop the mountain, directing the spell and feeling the connectivity of each node established with him, as if a gentle wave of his mental power could unleash a devastating fundamental magnetic storm!
This feeling was also something he experienced for the first time. This was extraordinary power!
In the Wizard Academy, he had no opportunity and no one to cooperate with him to use such spells, so this rare opportunity would be hard to experience again even if he went back.
He lightly gestured with his fingers, and the metallic sands rich in the vicinity of the volcano floated under the fundamental magnetic field, creating a stunning scene that even other wizard apprentices stationed at distant nodes gasped at.
Experiencing such power, Aen gently closed his eyes, savoring a moment of strength that made him feel enraptured.
He vowed that he would master this technique completely in the future!
Absolutely!
Then he opened his eyes, filled with determination.
A faint smile appeared on his lips; the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.
“You’re late! All of you witches seem surprised to find me here?”
Seeing the group of witches that had reached the summit area, Aen, under the auspices of the Fundamental Magnetic Storm Grand Spell, exuded a dominating aura, countless metallic fine sands swirling around him, and a blinding stream of magnetic energy emitted terrifying arcs that forced Luxien, who had just arrived, to halt at the edge.
“The joint examination has never been your Witch Academy’s main stage. The supporting roles have completed their parts; now… it is time for us, the protagonists, to take center stage!”
“d*mn it… Aen Galande…”
Luxien looked at the young man with a pale face, quickly recognizing him, a hint of trepidation flashing in her eyes.
Luxien had a strong impression of this person, a talent highly regarded by the Wizard Academy, and she now deduced that he might also be a Child of Fortune…
As a fellow Child of Fortune, she did not understand why he received such treatment, but she subconsciously clenched her fists, wanting to prove… she was not inferior to anyone!
“To think someone would even remember my name. Hmm… you look a bit familiar. Oh~ I remember now, Luxien, right? The one from the Witch Academy whom I met; they seemed very timid and revealed a lot to me about you… as a transfer student after the dream exchange competition ended, should I call you Luxien or the lost Lusen Polite from the Wizard Academy?”
As this identity was suddenly exposed by the other party, Luxien’s expression changed slightly, a flash of crimson fleeting across her face—an embarrassment of being uncovered.
It was a semi-public secret that she was once Lusen Polite, but not many deliberately brought it up; she had been accepted by the Witch Academy and even thought it was good…
“Look at you now, Lusen. What happened to your dignity as a former male? How come you’re in a little skirt at the Witch Academy, blushing in front of others? Aren’t you ashamed?”
Aen Galande unhesitatingly tore apart those things Luxien was unwilling to face, exposing her past entirely to everyone, as if casually revealing someone’s dark history, purely for amusement—at least he found it quite entertaining.
However, Aen genuinely felt a deep disgust toward the Luxien before him; transitioning from male to female, how recently had it been? Yet she adapted so naturally, even mingling with so many girls. If he were in her position, he felt he couldn’t reach such a level; he would rather d*e!
It was important to note that everything happening right now was being broadcast live!
“Aen Galande!” Luxien squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.
At this moment, Luxien was completely overwhelmed by her own emotions; the other party had thoroughly shattered her inner peace with just a few words. This was not merely tearing down the last veil of her inner shame; it also exposed her past self and present self before everyone, leading to her total social d*ath.
“Luxien! Don’t listen to his nonsense! He’s just trying to provoke you!”
“He just wants to anger you. We don’t care about your past, Luxien!”
“Come on, recover! If you’re crushed by a few words now, how can you honor our support?”
At this moment, Luxien’s followers tugged at her clothing and arms, urging her not to act impulsively.
Such scolding pulled Luxien back from the brink of lost rationality, awakening her from a dream, and she suddenly felt weakened, her steps faltering.
Although she was no longer driven by emotions, the price was that upon regaining her sanity, she lost all the strength given to her by her emotions.
Negative feelings continuously blossomed within her, with self-doubt following closely.
Her eyes were clouded with confusion.
Until… a phantom voice interrupted her.
“If you are so easily broken inside, then I would completely look down on you.”
Suddenly, at that moment, a figure only Luxien could see appeared, causing her eyes to flash with a glimmer of spirit and hope.
“I remember there should be a lot of black material about me on the academy’s website. Recently, during that time when people were cursing me, it seemed they also dug up my information there, trying to use the fact that I was once a boy to break me down and force me to sink into degradation with them… but I don’t care; it’s rather them who break down.”
“Can’t you hear it? Fine, fine~! Let me clarify something else. The rumor that I was once a boy is not a rumor.”
“What…” Luxien instinctively looked at Knowledge Shadow, her eyes wide with shock!
“Can’t you tell?”
“Ha…” Luxien lowered her head, a faint smile escaping her. At that instant, she felt a little less sorrowful… it seemed she had come to understand something, though it also felt like she had figured nothing out. But at that moment, she began to gradually let go…
“How could it be discerned? You’re so confident… that it masked… the truth…”
Luxien mumbled as an invisible strength supported her in lifting her head. She gazed at Aen Galande, standing against the sky.
A mysterious idea sprouted in her heart…
She wanted to grow stronger!
Become as powerful as Yang Yuelan!
Then… she wanted to personally thrust the Magic Source into Aen Galande’s chest!
Just like what Senior Daphne once did to him!
She wanted to make this self-righteous guy before her… taste the pain and inner struggle she had once endured…
And then… she wanted to force this guy to say it out loud!
Isn’t it great to be a witch!
