Chapter 51: The Great Loving Poet is Happy Again
Chapter 51: The Great Loving Poet is Happy Again
At this moment, the clock in the classroom seemed to suddenly stop ticking, and all sounds disappeared, leaving only the low roars in the air echoing, that oppressive silence making it hard for the trembling demon examinee holding a pen to breathe.
Lanci lightly flicked his wrist, casting the last magic card in his hand, which shimmered with an orange glow.
A soft and alluring voice then resounded in the room:
"Behold, Great Love approaches!"
A gray-haired demoness appeared beside Lanci, her left hand covering her chest while her right palm was raised high. With a mischievous smile, she spoke.
Clad in a dark red ceremonial skirt, her posture was as if she were gracefully dancing.
Not far away, diagonally in front.
"Ahhh!!!"
The owl demon's heart, already burning with rage, seemed to have a bucket of oil poured on it, leaving his mind blank. He didn't even have the time to care about the origin of this crisp, feminine voice.
The anger burning inside him exploded like a volcano in his chest, and the restraints of his rationality seemed insignificant in the face of this unstoppable force, instantly shattering completely.
The owl demon's body tensed like a drawn bowstring, and with all his might and fury, he lunged at the dragon demon's eyes with his claws!
As blood splattered, the dragon demon, suddenly ambushed and now with a bloody and mangled face, let out a miserable scream. His hands shook as he tried to grasp the last thread of his sanity, but this strength seemed futile under the influence of the demonic sound, and he desperately clawed forward, driven by the torrent of rage, wanting only to kill the owl demon who had struck him without warning!
The two examiners began to fight each other, abandoning all pretense of rationality, with their sole intent being to tear and kill each other.
Once some things start with that first move, there's no going back.
The classroom fell into chaos, as the dragon demon and the owl demon's battle turned violent and chaotic, unleashing their most primal killing intent. It wasn't just a physical clash, but a mental struggle, each trying to utterly crush and dominate the other, even resorting to biting, with teeth sinking deep into each other's flesh, blood and gore spilling from their mouths like beasts feasting on prey.
The intense impact reduced the intricately carved tables and chairs to splinters in an instant, and the blood on the floor mixed with ink. The originally dim walls were now drenched in blood, turning a bright red, like a horrifying mural depicting a cruel scene.
Students who didn't have time to dodge became sacrifices in this battle, their screams echoing like the wails of ghosts, stimulating the hearts of the other students, and the transmitted fear was amplified infinitely. Most of them lost the will to escape and could only huddle in place, screaming and shouting in despair.
In just a few seconds, all the demons in the exam room went crazy, turning the place into a hellish dance of chaos.
Only a small number of students with exceptionally strong mental fortitude managed to maintain their clarity and chose to flee at the first opportunity!
At this moment, the two examiners had no thoughts left to spare for the escaping examinees.
Naturally, the instigator of all this, Lanci, was the first to make a run for it. He pocketed the engraved pen and ink bottle on the table and took off.
Hearing the familiar voice of the Great Loving Poet, Hyperion, even before seeing what had transpired, knew that Lanci was about to cause trouble.
Fortunately, she had prepared herself mentally, and although her negative emotions were stirred by the Great Loving Poet,
As soon as the classroom erupted into chaos, a voice, calm and gentle, rang out, "Run!"
Hyperion immediately steadied herself, her eyes resolute, and she quickly ran with Lanci down the farthest left aisle towards the main entrance.
However, Hyperion noticed that Lanci, in the midst of the chaos, was still taking the opportunity to rummage through the bodies of the demon students who had been overwhelmed by his earlier spell!
He was still broadcasting live!
As a young lady who had received etiquette education since childhood, Hyperion couldn't bring herself to comment on Lanci's behavior, but she felt that he was enjoying himself and seemed to be expecting her to join in as well.
So she gritted her teeth and, using an invisibility spell to hide herself, moved swiftly and lightly to help Lanci search more bodies.
...
Jera Memorial Square, Ekrite College
The sky gradually transitioned from the orange hues of sunset to the deep blue of nightfall, and as the clock inched towards six, the outlines of the buildings blurred in the fading light, while the outdoor giant screen in the center of the square became increasingly prominent.
The number of students in the square had noticeably increased, gathering from all directions, and the steps leading up to the screen were already filled with spectators.
"What's going on?"
Most of the students had only witnessed Lanci using several magic cards in quick succession, after which the two demon examiners in the exam room had inexplicably gone mad.
Everything happened too fast and too strangely, leaving most of the students gathered around the outdoor screen confused and wondering if they had missed something.
"If I'm not mistaken... he's playing in a Tier-4 Shadow World?"
In that moment, they didn't even have time to be surprised that Lanci had an orange, epic-grade card in his possession.
Although they didn't recognize any of the cards Lanci had used, and the Magic Engineering Institute hadn't provided any identification on the screen, aside from the epic card, the effects of the others were not difficult to guess—they were likely related to mental interference and silence.
Gradually, the people in front of the magic screen also figured out Lanci's speedy solution—directly dealing with the examiners.
"I feel like Hyperion is being influenced by him... Shouldn't she be the demon instead...?"
...
On the outskirts of the square
At the edge of the square, where the crowd was slowly gathering around the giant screen, a figure with gray hair and golden eyes strolled by, casually holding a piece of cheese cake with a small bite taken out of it, chewing on something.
She glanced briefly at the commotion, then frowned and paused in her tracks.
"Ancient Demon Realm..."
Talia murmured to herself as she gazed at the shadow world projected on the screen.
Watching the live broadcast of a real shadow world had some value to her.
So, whenever she happened to pass by Ekrite College, she would pay attention to the magic screen.
However, today she had only come to Ekrite College to buy a dessert from the confectionery shop that she had once rated a "95 out of 100."
All because Lanci had given her so much money, and whenever they ate together, he always chose extremely delicious restaurants, so now she was living a life of collecting money and waiting for him to pay it back.
Or rather, aside from enjoying the life at Ekrite, she had nothing else to do.
Unexpectedly, today, she saw a demon-themed shadow world projected on the giant screen.
Usually, it was difficult to enter a shadow world with a demonic history by relying solely on human matching.
And the ancient demon world on the screen was so ancient that even Talia couldn't identify how far back it went in demonic history!
(End of Chapter)
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