Chapter 326: Divine Retribution

Chapter 326: Divine Retribution

As Gu Ao's incantations took effect, a thick layer of water formed a barrier around the Dragon King, separating him from the rest of the space. Rain began to gather, and massive water clusters appeared above Cassel Academy, their sheer weight alone was intimidating.

Caesar floated in the air, exuding an astonishing aura, his power still surging, reaching the average level of the Sub-Dragons and inching closer to their peak.

Amidst the powerful wind pressure, countless wind spirits chimed in unison, as if performing a grand concert. With the 'Wind King's Eye' empowering the 'Bloodthirsty Scythe', the blood-red messenger unleashed a formidable force, bombarding the water barrier with each strike, causing the ground to tremble.

"You've done well," said Ange, his shadowy figure appearing as if by ghostly means. He didn't question why this exceptional student carried a pressure that even made him uneasy, nor did he inquire about the use of different incantations. Instead, he merely patted Caesar's shoulder.

"Principal, aren't you going to ask about my situation? Normal half-breeds can't possess multiple incantations. The Bloodthirsty Scythe and the Wind King's Eye are two different incantations, not something gained through advancement." Caesar's voice was hoarse, and his once ambitious gaze had faded into tranquility.

"I know the incantation cycle better than you," Ange replied. "Apart from the Bloodthirsty Scythe and the Wind King's Eye, you've also empowered other students with the Word Spirit of Instant. You've distributed your power to others; even a typical member of the Dragon Race couldn't achieve that, let alone a half-breed."

Ange burst into laughter. "So what? What does it matter? Do you think you're special? There's always someone more special than you in this world! Isn't the person you've always wanted to beat even more special than you?"

"Caesar, you've lost to Lu Ke again. Your uniqueness pales in comparison to his. So cheer up! That ugly, sad expression doesn't suit the face of Caesar Gatuso."

"I never thought I'd be glad about losing," Caesar said, falling silent for a moment. A glimmer of light returned to his dull eyes, and he turned to fly towards the battlefield where the Deathstalkers were locked in combat. The Deathstalkers had nearly infinite stamina, but the students were gradually becoming exhausted and injured.

Ange narrowed his eyes, watching Caesar's retreating figure, and sighed, "Young people are so fragile they make me feel sleepy."

His body vanished from its spot, and in the next breath, countless blades of light appeared, capable of slicing through steel. However, the water barrier remained unscathed.

Water, ever-changing, became the safest shield under absolute control. Even the folding knives capable of wounding the First Generation could be inserted, but they couldn't break through or create an opening. Any cuts would heal in the next instant.

This was the self-defense mechanism of 'Gui Xu' when activated, similar to the white candle flames surrounding the Bronze and Flame King when using Zhuverns, making it nearly impossible to interrupt, even for a fellow Dragon King, let alone a half-breed.

Li Wuyue continued to ignore Ange, focusing on casting incantations, and this disregard was the ultimate form of contempt.

Ange launched full-power charges, the blades of light appearing and disappearing, forming a continuous onslaught. Even if there were mountains and fires ahead, this stubborn old man would destroy them, but the Dragon King's throne was beyond even that distance. No matter how much Ange roared, he couldn't get close to his nemesis.

With the high-intensity burst and the strain of 'Time Zero', Ange's stamina was once again reaching its limit. He drank the last bottle of restorative medicine, and a sense of helplessness suddenly overwhelmed him.

If possible, he truly wished to defeat his nemesis with his own strength, without relying on others.

But the gap between a half-breed and a Dragon King was immense. As long as a Dragon King was in a normal state, it was almost impossible to defeat them.

When the Time Zero domain collapsed, the students would likely suffer numerous casualties in an instant. The A+ ranked dragon-type Deathstalkers were not something they could handle, not even with Caesar's help. The enemy also had ancient dragons.

Moreover, a world-ending incantation was brewing and would soon be unleashed...

Ange halted his actions to conserve energy, struggling to maintain the Time Zero domain. He began to hesitate about whether to order the students to retreat. Just then, a familiar voice, with a hint of obnoxious masculinity, rang out.

"Brothers, reinforcements are here! Run for your lives!"

Which unfilial brat was shouting the slogan like a surrender! Ange glared, and just as he was about to scold Fingal for running away after his return, he noticed the massive army following him, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Upon closer inspection, the army was composed of alchemic puppets dressed in lacy maid outfits, with two buns on their heads, and a wooden expression—the Noma from Norton Hall! Countless Noma, armed with firearms and swords, transformed into human-shaped weapon arsenals. They fired heavy machine guns, used alchemic bombs and flamethrowers, and wielded alchemic blades. While fighting, they also rescued injured students from the battlefield and hung protective jade amulets on those still battling.

The roar of gunfire echoed as metal bullets, crystallized with human wisdom, pierced through the heads of the Deathstalkers. The Deathstalkers dodged slowly, only to face more bullets in the next moment. A human-shaped dragon roared, using its pureblood advantage to withstand the gunfire and tear a Noma in half. But in the next instant, the two halves of the Noma wrapped around the dragon, emitting an explosion countdown sound.

Boom—

The violent explosion scattered bloodstains, and the pureblood dragon's body was so resilient that even bombs couldn't shatter it, leaving behind a charred, dying human body. However, another Noma would quickly finish it off with a gunshot or an alchemic blade, severing its head until the enemy's Golden Eye completely extinguished.

Each Noma displayed the strength to easily take down a pack of polar bears. Their addition instantly turned the tide of battle, leaving the situation so favorable that it was astonishing. Students who had been replaced on the battlefield watched the ferocious Noma wielding heavy weapons with a sense of bewilderment.

The students were well aware of the existence of the automated alchemical puppets in Norton's residence, crafted with lifelike precision and remarkable intelligence, putting the Armament Department's explosive maniacs to shame. However, everyone assumed these puppets were merely for housekeeping, never imagining their combat prowess...

Some students even felt a sense of despair, realizing that after years of study, the knowledge they gained might already be outdated, and the market was being replaced by AI, even on the verge of disappearance.

"Principal, don't you think my performance today deserves a graduation certificate?"

Fingal proudly approached, seeking credit, somewhat like a fox borrowing the tiger's might, his tail almost reaching for the sky.

"The real credit goes to the girls. What role did you play?"

Anger glanced at this once-promising student, wanting to lament how such a promising seedling had turned into a foolish sculpture, but upon seeing his disheveled appearance, he couldn't help but turn away in disgust.

Fingal felt wronged, "If it weren't for me activating the girls, they would only have moved during an invasion of Norton's residence."

Anger remained noncommittal, "If you can cancel the Dragon King's Incantation, I'll grant you graduation."

"You have my word!"

Fingal chuckled, exuding confidence, which raised Anger's expectations.

"Do you really have a plan?"

"Yes, yes. Haven't you noticed someone missing here?"

Anger hesitated, "You mean Lu Mingfei?"

Fingal spread his hands, "Mingfei is safe in the shelter with the other freshmen. As Lu Laoda said, if one can handle it, don't force others to risk their lives. Every parent cares for their child... Even if Mingfei's birth parents don't care, he would still care for his little brother. I'm talking about the Lodge."

"The Lodge..."

Recalling the harem group his student had assembled using his status as a Board Member, Anger was momentarily perplexed, "I have no issue with women, but how can they counter the world-ending Incantation?"

"Do you know why the Lodge members never participate in events like Free Day?"

The first mistake was making a mistake in the first place!

Before Anger could voice his guess, Fingal mysteriously revealed the answer.

"Because they are the top combat power in the academy. Participating in such events would be like fishing in a fish pond. Principal, do you know the story of Journey to the West? If Laoda were Tang Monk, these female fairies would have all tasted flesh!"

Fingal proudly took out his phone, and NoMa's figure appeared on the screen, followed by a connection to the deepest part of the underground ice cellar.

Here lay the giant alchemical matrix for amplifying Incantations, the very reason why Vice-Principal Flamel's "Discipline" could expand to the entire academy and maintain for an extended period.

At this moment, a group of charming girls had gathered here, all 238 members of the Lodge, making the image transmitted from the other side seem to carry a hint of cherry blossom aura.

As auburn hair swept by, Nonno's delicate face appeared on the screen, exuding calm and composure.

"We're ready on our side and can counter anytime."

"Let's begin. Any later, and the Incantation will truly activate."

The ancient Incantation began its chant, and the massive matrix slowly lit up. The slowly flowing mercury started to boil, and at the same time, in the bell tower above the church, the extinguished oil lamp reignited. The flame grew higher, resembling a blazing torch, and half of the girls chanted in unison, their voices overlapping in resonance.

The water elements in the air stagnated.

For the first time, a change occurred on Li Hua's face within the water screen. As the Sea and Water Monarch, she should have absolute control over water elements, but the water elements in the air seemed to submit to another force.

History always repeats itself; the new king slays the old.

"This... is impossible."

Li Hua struggled to utter a few words, fighting to regain control. The human-shaped Dragon King's activation of the world-ending Incantation was extremely exhausting, and even if he failed, he had already consumed a significant amount of energy. He couldn't allow this to happen.

The two forces began to clash, and the water masses in the air, capable of crushing everything, started to move erratically, but they couldn't stop their gradual reduction.

Watching the Dragon King's struggle, Fingal shook his head, not understanding his desperate resistance.

"NoMa, how's the progress of usurping control?"

"Just finished. Frost is a smart man. After learning the true identity of Pompeii Catullus, he immediately seized power and handed over the control codes for the space-based weapons."

A button-like icon appeared on the phone screen, accompanied by the words "Launch."

At the same time, the other half of the girls below the ice cellar began their second chant, not to assist the first group in usurping the water elements but to invoke a new Incantation.

The advanced version of the Incantation of the Land of No Dust—'Pure Land of Detachment'!

An immense protective field enveloped the entire Cassel Academy, except for the area where Dragon King Li Hua resided. High above, the control system, now under NoMa's control, adjusted the descending latitude and various parameters.

Fingal handed the phone to Anger, bowing and scraping.

"Principal, press this! It's powerful!"

(End of Chapter)

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