Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 243 You Want to Drive Me Crazy

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the sky. Dark red threads of calamity energy continued to fall.

Today is destined to be a special day. Only three days remain until the two worlds meet.

Tai'an has already notified everyone in advance not to go out at night. Followers and their families can go to the Dawn Church for refuge.

After Ovisga acquired a physical body, the area of ​​the safe zone expanded again, with a diameter of more than ten miles.

Before it even got dark, the streets were already packed with people seeking refuge.

Ye Zi stood at the church entrance, looking up as dusk slowly faded away.

coming soon!

Above the Violet Kingdom, countless black, tattered robes fluttered in the air; the tens of thousands of Fear Demons were merely the beginning.

Strange phenomena broke out simultaneously in various parts of the city. In many residents' homes, some items seemed to come alive and even started fighting.

"What a lively scene! Hehe..."

On the rooftop of a high-rise building in the capital, a group of wizards dressed in identical black robes were holding a mysterious prayer ceremony.

For most people, the proliferation of supernatural entities might not be a good thing, but it's not for wizards. If they could subdue a large number of supernatural entities, their power would undoubtedly increase dramatically.

"Professor Furness, just you wait! I'll be back in my Sorting House soon."

One after another, the fear demons fell into the ritual of prayer, and the gray-haired man couldn't help but smile.

The power of the Fear Demons will increase directly as they continue to merge.

On the playground of Violet Academy, a long, silvery-white snake danced. As if it were a sentient being, it spontaneously chased after all sorts of strange creatures.

The fluttering ghostly white cloth, the fear demon, the producer, and others were all powerless to fight back. Even the stronger pumpkin-faced warrior couldn't withstand the onslaught of the silvery-white snakes.

"The headmistress's abilities have improved remarkably!"

Several faculty and staff members who were secretly observing the situation exchanged glances and discussed among themselves.

"After returning from the war against the demon invasion, she lost interest in official duties, and was often absent from the office."

"That's normal. Power is more important than authority. The sooner you see through it, the better you'll have a chance to advance further."

One by one, long, silvery-white snakes returned to hope's side and burrowed into her body. Efficient killing helps elevate the essence of the soul.

She definitely felt herself getting stronger!

After becoming a Super-Rank individual, it typically takes over a hundred years to enter the Saintly Realm. Ordinary geniuses simply cannot wait that long; they will exhaust their lives and turn into dust.

Even if one could consume a perfectly high-quality magic potion, which superficially accelerates mental energy recovery fivefold, the actual effect would not be ideal. Due to bodily limitations, magic potions would inevitably damage the body, and continuous consumption would shorten lifespan. Various supplements are necessary, and the timing must be carefully controlled.

Therefore, even with ample resources, it would still take at least fifty years.

To become a Holy Domain spellcaster before the age of eighty is definitely considered young.

Of course, besides magic potions, there are other ways to accelerate the growth of mental power.

For example, some people are born with strong vitality and can withstand hardship. Natural spellcasters have a higher starting point, and their soul essence is stronger than that of ordinary spellcasters. Or some geniuses with two souls in one body can cultivate at twice the speed of ordinary spellcasters.

hope's method of obtaining soul fragments by efficiently killing the supernatural is also an attempt.

The effect seems minimal; after hundreds or thousands of hunts, the essence of the soul only becomes slightly stronger, which is completely insignificant.

It is foreseeable that it will take many years of accumulation for the essence of the soul to be elevated.

She suddenly remembered the legendary golden lamp that had been passed down through the underground ruins of the Wizarding Academy. It was filled with fragments of souls.

It's worth mentioning that pure soul fragments are different from impure crystals of the dead. The former can be absorbed at will and is a valuable currency in trade across the myriad realms. The latter, however, will cause mental derangement upon absorption and can only be used indirectly, not directly to enhance one's essence. Nevertheless, it is still extremely rare and precious.

"Madam Principal, a powerful and eerie phenomenon has been discovered in the woods!" A student on duty rushed over to report in a panic.

The term "powerful" means that it is at least something that elite-level individuals cannot solve and that requires intervention from higher-level individuals.

hope immediately set off for the scene. Wherever he went, long, silvery elemental serpents followed him.

In the mountains and forests, a gigantic boar-man, wielding a flail, engages in fierce combat with several warrior instructors. His massive, fleshy tail is as hard as steel, capable of both offense and defense. His entire body is bulging with muscles, far from being a mere showpiece.

"This is troublesome! The supernatural entity can now possess living beings!"

"This monster must be an orc."

The flail swept across, snapping a large tree in half. The boar-man roared eerily to the sky, its massive, fleshy tail splitting into two.

An orange-red fireball flew straight at them. The boar-man swung his weapon strangely and hurled it at them.

The fireball spell exploded with a deafening roar. The shockwave spread outwards, and the boar-man's bizarre body, which was directly hit, was reduced to charred fragments.

In any normal life, this would have ended long ago. Yet, the shattered pieces of flesh were writhing on the ground, attempting to reassemble, as if connected by thin threads of flesh and blood, like a tapestry woven by life itself.

Without hesitation, hope followed up with a wall of fire. The raging flames burned the ground, completely purifying the negative energy and evil spirits.

Violet Academy was still on holiday, and there were relatively few people on campus, so it didn't attract too many strange intruders. The few that occasionally appeared were all easily dealt with.

Wizarding School Dormitory.

Everyone gathered around the live broadcast screen to watch today's program.

A bizarre disaster has spread to various countries around the world.

A colossal, bizarre creature, shaped like a mountain, attacked the capital of the Kingdom of Elbas. Its power rivaled that of a god, and it was hailed as the Lord of the Bizarre, the Mountain Spirit.

A colossal Grim Reaper soared through the sky, its power unfathomable, merging countless spirits into a gigantic, eerie entity that caused panic throughout the Kingdom of Ilanti.

A strange nine-headed serpent has appeared in Porto, the largest city in the southern border region.

Yinyue gripped Tai'an's arm tightly, her expression conflicted and her body trembling slightly: "Xiao'an! Which monster do you think is the most powerful?"

"It must be a giant Grim Reaper!" Taian replied without hesitation.

"Why?! The mountain spirit is so big!" Silver Moon was unconvinced.

"What's the use of being big! How many times can it withstand an energy-gathering spell? Only flying creatures are difficult to deal with." Tai'an argued logically and with evidence.

"Ah..." Silver Moon exclaimed in panic, "Will my house be in danger?"

"Hard to say!" Tai'an slowly shook his head: "Anyway, it's none of your business, and you can't beat them anyway."

"I can ask someone for help! Xiao An..." Yin Yue pleaded tearfully.

Tai'an wasn't falling for the little girl's seductive charms. He lazily yawned and lay down on Dorothy's lap as a pillow.

Yinyue frowned, her claws reaching into Tai'an's clothes and scratching wildly.

Tai'an called over a maid, who brought nail clippers to help trim the cat's claws.

"Keep scratching!"

"Xiao An, you're trying to drive me crazy!" Yin Yue said, exasperated.

(End of this chapter)