Chapter 1013 Let’s Bid Farewell to the Dayrock Elf Race!
“Kill! Ahead is the Dayrock Academy! You understand what I mean!”
“Break down the academy gates! Burn the World Tree!”
Accompanied by sounds like thunder resonating in the sky, the students within the Dayrock Elf Academy had long since fled.
Not every extraordinary academy is like the Witch Academy, which isolates itself with walls; the Dayrock Extraordinary Academy is one built beneath the World Tree.
As everything came closer, the full view of the Dayrock World Tree finally appeared before us.
The massive and rough main trunk, along with its root system, loomed above the ground.
Too many academy buildings were built around the tree, but the Dayrock World Tree was completely different from the vibrant World Tree I pictured.
It had very few leaves; looking around, there were instead more branches, presenting a dark red color reminiscent of rock. Countless branches twisted around a group of fierce sun-like halos above the trunk, with numerous elven runes flowing and ultimately merging within.
When we broke through one defense line after the academy, what welcomed us was not a fierce counterattack, but a powerless defeat from a small extraordinary academy.
Not a single Dayrock Elf student would sacrifice their life to protect their Mother Tree.
What blocked our way was not the academy.
But… the Dayrock Extraordinary Elf Mentors.
There were not many, led by the academy head of Dayrock Academy, a stunningly beautiful dark-skinned female elf.
Behind her stood the remaining extraordinary mentors of a small extraordinary academy, totaling… 37.
With fewer than fifty members, they supported the operation of a small extraordinary academy.
One can speculate about the roles of the students serving as guards; although they were nominally teaching assistants, their responsibilities were effectively no different from those of the mentors.
There was no other way; when the main world had not yet restored its skills, the number of extraordinary beings was limited. A small, disregarded extraordinary academy could only afford dozens of extraordinary beings, a great concession for top-tier academies.
After all… it wasn’t that they couldn’t teach, right?
At this moment, the extraordinary beings of the Dayrock Elf Academy gathered in this situation.
Before the declaration of war, no one thought they would push an entire academy to this point, but it was simply—one little witch!
“Stop! This academy war is our Dayrock Elves’… defeat.”
The leading academy head looked complexly at the people before her, eventually settling her gaze on the little witch at the front.
After proclaiming “defeat,” it felt as if the entire elf race aged several hundred years.
Extraordinary beings can also grow old; perhaps it’s hard to notice on the surface, but the aging mindset can subtly affect one’s appearance.
Faced with such a demeanor from the other side, I spared them no courtesy, pointing my dagger at the opponent’s nose and shouting, “You say defeat, then it’s defeat! What qualifications do you have to dictate my decision! War cannot be ended by your words of defeat and territorial concessions!”
“Sisters! Do you think we trampled their academy just to hear them say ‘we are defeated’?”
“No!”
“We want to see rivers of blood!”
“Break down the academy gates! Burn the World Tree!”
The people behind me responded fiercely to my questions, also answering these extraordinary elves’ arrogance.
They vented the anger bottled up inside them and hungered for the glory within reach!
Everything allowed for not a hint of retreating words at this moment.
Some bore light injuries, their clothes torn! Some had no time to straighten their disheveled and damaged garments, even as heavily injured students were trampled along their path.
The previously set magical killing formation and the massively destructive alchemical items had seriously harmed them.
The reason they could still stand here was because of their strong undying nature, and the abundance of recovery potions, mental power restoration potions, and berserk potions in each of their storage equipment.
As our voices spread, the faces of these extraordinary elves turned pale.
These individuals were all preparatory witches.
However… they did not dare to act; once they did, the extraordinary witches would swiftly slaughter them!
At the beginning, everyone thought this was a child’s play for the Witch Academy, but as the Dayrock Academy was breached, the Witch Academy sent a message.
They were playing for real!
Using the battle in the wilderness as the fuse, they established that student conflicts could only be student conflicts; if extraordinary beings intervened, the witches would ruthlessly suppress them!
The three top-tier academies held the lifeblood of the main world, right?
Then the Witch Academy would not directly confront you; it would engage in battles with your subordinate academies.
If you have the ability to treat threats casually, the more you use them, the bigger the vulnerabilities become.
Your means of intimidation decrease in strength.
The method of boiling frogs in warm water is the cruelest; top-tier academies would not perish alongside their subordinate academies.
So today, one Dayrock Elf Academy might die, and tomorrow, another nameless extraordinary academy might perish. When will you dare to truly oppose the Witch Academy?
Therefore, the demise of the Dayrock elves was merely the beginning of the disasters for small extraordinary academies.
Their most dignified way out was to start a war between two small extraordinary academies, ultimately leading to mutual destruction.
“You… you! Aren’t you afraid of us taking action against you? The level of extraordinary beings is not a threshold that the extraordinary can cross! Killing you is as easy as pie!”
“If you dare to kill, the events in the wilderness will be your fate! Or do you think your face is worth more than the wizard’s foul face? I won’t lose to this academy head in presence; after all, I usually go to Principal Mei’s office just like going home.
So what is this dragonfly of a Dayrock Academy head worth?”
“Back then, in the Wizard Academy, we, the Witch Academy, respected them as a top-tier academy, hence the compensation, but you… my defeated elf academy head—your lives are all you have!”
As my words ended, these elves were already enraged to the point of red eyes, yet none dared to act against me, showing their attitude towards us.
“If you’re really intent on burning the World Tree, just for a false name, then we will stake our lives to keep you here!”
“Correction, this is merely a branch of your Dayrock World Tree!” I cared little for their threats.
“And I must remind you… there is not a single extraordinary witch behind you; we are not toying with a bunch of children!”
As the academy head finished speaking, there was a stir among the crowd behind me.
Though it was an unspoken truth, stating it meant they had already stepped on the other side’s bottom line.
—but if the other side went insane and killed them instantly, to the point where resurrection spells could not even revive them, then they would be finished!
Fear of death is an instinct shared by all living beings, and I wouldn’t blame them for it.
After all, they were never soldiers who accepted orders nor disciplined troops; they were merely students living within the Witch Academy, part of a club.
They still had their prime years.
Having not accepted education in gentlemanly conduct and honor, merely casting spells on the battlefield without injuring teammates was already considered completing their task.
However… I also do not allow them to interfere with my decisions.
These extraordinary elves were right; this time, there were indeed no extraordinary witches following them, after all, once extraordinary witches arrived, the nature of the matter would change.
The academy felt so relaxed precisely because a significant portion of the witches knew that the only important little witch in this so-called zero tactical battalion was just a clone.
As for all the students… they were unimportant.
Perhaps there were original Tan Jun, many volunteers for self-generated magic power promotion experiments, and a large number of senior students among them.
Overall, the extraordinary witches did not care.
The reason is simple; they were not extraordinary witches, and the extraordinary witches’ attitude towards preparatory students had never changed.
At most, during academy wars, they would be a bit more caring towards the staggeringly weak students.
“Big sister! Let me go! I’ll go burn the World Tree; if I get killed by these extraordinary elves, you must have the academy head place the heads of these twenty or so extraordinary elves at my grave as a memorial!”
Just when these extraordinary witches thought this would cause us to back down, a voice from the crowd made the faces of these elves awkward again.
“Okay! What’s your name? Just so you know, being killed by the extraordinary, your words can’t even be revived by resurrection spells! Do you regret saying that?” I turned to look at the crowd.
A daring person among the Guangdong people genuinely surprised me.
In an instant, I learned the other party’s name, information, and many details.
But the name… was more meaningful when spoken from her own mouth.
“My name is Lin Yuan! I am not afraid of death! I have already prepared for complete death by having Sister Xiao Yuan use their heads to honor me!”
Everyone looked at the girl who called herself Lin Yuan with shocked eyes. Their gazes held confusion, disbelief, admiration, envy, and astonishment…
“Hahaha… good! So how? Elves! Do you still want to stubbornly resist guarding your broken tree?” At this moment, I aimed my forkhead at the other side again.
“A branch has been planted; your faith will not collapse just because one branch is burned. If you stay here, you will only be exploited by those hypocritical forest elves of Aphhemia. Rather, let me give you a dignified end, burning away the roots of your enslavement… The main world is not a place you Dayrock sophomores can lay a finger on, don’t blame us witches for not giving you a chance in advance!”
My words stimulated them word by word.
Initially, they arrived here carrying the hopes of Dayrock and the branches of the World Tree, merely to follow the footsteps of Aphhemia.
But after coming here, they saw no hope, just like this.
As the little witch said, their eyes only perceived endless exploitation, and then they became the chips in the game between extraordinary races.
As extraordinary beings, they couldn’t even become a chip dealing with the conversations they had, only with a little witch.
How ironic…
From what the other side had said, one could hear a lot; they were no longer merely students or teaching assistants.
Indeed… they were a genius awarded the honor of a little witch!
A genius who mastered the ability to kill extraordinary beings even in the extraordinary stage.
Even as the head of Dayrock Academy, facing the void rifts that swirled around her body, she did not dare to touch them.
They had already reached a dead end.
The only reason they were still holding on was that no extraordinary witch stood behind these students.
Even so, they did not dare to act; everything had already been lost.
But the pride of being elves would not allow them to just watch their faith be burned down by a group of students who weren’t even extraordinary.
Furthermore, it was precisely because of the pride of being elves.
The words just spoken about being enslaved and exploited hurt them more deeply than anyone had anticipated.
They had no way back.
Leaving the main world was what the little witch said but also represented the will of the extraordinary witches!
But how would they leave?
How could Aphhemia Academy allow them to go?
They seemed to have many choices, but ultimately they had none left.
“Everyone… we have been in the main world for over a thousand years, establishing Dayrock Academy no less than five times, all perishing due to academy wars. Now that the trend in the main world is emerging, how can the ambition of the Witch Tribe allow us to remain…”
“Principal!”
“Principal, why are you saying this?”
A group of extraordinary elves looked shocked at the elven who was managing the situation, not understanding why she would say such words.
The Dayrock Elf Academy could reach this point; the position of this academy head had never changed, not only because of her strength but also due to her reputation.
The elf queen leading them was not joking.
Their ultimate outcome would only be one—elves returning to their homeland.
Devoting everything as Dayrock elves to the branches of the World Tree, their elf will would return to their homeland under the shaping of the branches of the World Tree.
The main world had never been their homeland, so how could they die in a foreign land?
If the will that awaited them awakened again, it might be that they would be reborn in a new form and as a new individual, nurtured by the Mother Tree of the Dayrock Elves.
This is the most dignified return for elves; all that happened in the past would be forgiven.
They simply had no way to return like this in disgrace.
Death is the equalizing cover for all life.
“Thank you, Little Witch Yang Yuelan, for giving us such a dignified opportunity. I apologize on behalf of the arrogance of the previous students.”
“I accept your apology on behalf of the Witch Academy. If you choose dignity for yourselves, we will naturally give you dignity. After you leave, we will send you off in a very warm manner.” I shifted my gaze from the records of the Dayrock elves to the elven head before me, promising with burning eyes.
The dignity they sought was just as I had anticipated; the development of events seemed surprisingly smooth, and I also had a bit of a change in my initial stereotypes of the Dayrock elves.
There was no way; facing lives that calmly approached death and would never meet again, anyone would feel a hint of respect.
Ultimately, their ending was merely the result of their proximity to the Witch Academy’s territory.
It appears that the grievances these small extraordinary academies faced in the main world were even more profound than I had anticipated.
“Little… Little Chengjie?”
At this moment, someone quietly opened their mouth, as they were unclear about the current situation.
Why, after being lectured, did the opposite party thank Little Chengjie?
With a snap of my fingers, I forcibly shared some information with everyone present through the Knowledge Seed.
After a few seconds, I continued, “Let us represent the identity of the indigenous people of the main world and bid farewell to the Dayrock Elf race!”
