Chapter 1073: A Genius is Just Challenging My Threshold
With this shout.
The Grand Duke of Blood Clan was instantly enraged—how dare a little witch threaten them?!
After the shock, an overwhelming sense of humiliation and anger surged in their hearts!
Yet beneath such humiliating emotions, a strong fear remained that they could not shake off.
It was this fear that kept them somewhat rational. They knew well that the witches only feared the three extraordinary races, but certainly not the Blood Clan—however, if they took action, what awaited them would be the undying wrath of the Extraordinary Witches!
To risk their lives as extraordinary dukes for these blood clans who were not even extraordinary… anyone would make such a simple value judgment.
What they were most reluctant to accept was: they were threatened by a little witch!
No matter how long they thought, time wouldn’t give them much leeway.
If they didn’t act, that meant interference from the extraordinary; if they did, it would be like throwing the Blood Clan’s dignity on the ground for others to step on!
The final result was……
Boom—! Boom—!
Accompanied by a series of crashes and explosions, the students from the Blood Clan Academy witnessed the most extravagant blood fireworks of their lives.
The extraordinary blood duke had to yield; they had no choice.
Because this was merely a Blood Clan affiliated academy, and not a formal academy supporting the Blood Clan—if it truly came to that… it wouldn’t even be up to these extraordinary dukes to worry about.
As extraordinary dukes, was it beneath them to serve in an affiliated academy? Within the ranks of extraordinary dukes, there were levels too; the affiliated academy was merely a layout for upper-tier interests. They would at most benefit a little, but their lives had to be their own.
All the students looked anxiously at the instructor who did nothing, allowing this little witch to crash the warship into the Blood Altar.
The magical warship, constructed from magic power, unleashed terrifying might under the “Corpse Explosion Spell.” It was even fiercer than the earlier self-destruction of the Fire Eagle.
The corpse explosion spell targeting summoned entities essentially created an explosive energy diversion, and thus, could derive explosions targeting non-corpse summons as well, which proved to be even more ferocious.
The blood pool beneath the Blood Altar transformed into a crimson mist, spreading into the sky amid the roaring explosions, saturating the air with the sweet, metallic scent of blood.
Many witch students instinctively raised their shields, as the smell of blood was sweet to the Blood Clan but somewhat stifling to those witch students with normal values.
Including myself.
The derivative spell of Cleaning Spell isolated me into a clean vacuum zone away from the surrounding environment.
This would be the last madness of the Blood Clan affiliated academy!
“Kill all the rebels! Keep killing until they fear us, until they are willing to send representatives to sign contracts
