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They had previously been exerting fatal negative influence on Zestila and the other person, waiting to send Zestila out in the next round.
However, in just a moment, now, they were the ones pushed to the edge of the cliff.
The atmosphere in the conference hall was once again oppressive and almost suffocating, and the entire space seemed to be frozen.
Faced with the dramatic changes on the screen, no one is willing to comment or express their feelings anymore.
Now no one can predict what will happen next.
I don’t know what will happen after today ends.
What will the school become?
But one thing is certain, no matter what the outcome is, today's assessment will become the most important event in the history of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.
Also.
The good days of the chief student are coming to an end.
The meeting room remained in dead silence.
In the next screen.
Lanci and Zestila had already left the broadcasting room and began patrolling the corridor.
Sometimes you can suddenly see their bounty amount jump up again.
There were also teachers who were very knowledgeable. They caught the students who violated the rules in the first assessment, but did not use any violence. Instead, they took the initiative to bring them to Lanqi for processing.
The student who was caught had a dazed look in his eyes and begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.
However, the teacher just grinned, pinched his fingers, making a sound of joints, and then executed him.
Amidst the rapidly fading screams, Lanci shook his head slightly, then looked above the classroom and met the camera.
It’s like being able to transcend time and space, and see the appearance and hear the voices of the top students backstage through the screen.
Suddenly, even the sound of breathing in the conference room disappeared for a moment.
Lanqi just smiled slightly and looked away like a passing cloud.
"..."
That glance just now, although just a casual glance, gave them an illusion, wondering whether they were looking at Lanqi off the stage, or Lanqi was looking at them off the stage.
Lanqi patted the teacher on the shoulder and continued his inspection of the school.
"Is this really our Protoss Royal School of Magic?"
It was as if a scene that only existed in nightmares had become reality.
The breathing of the top students, who were originally resting assured, suddenly became rapid and irregular.
What kind of school is this?
Even though they were still in a completely safe viewing position, it frightened them even more.
It's like killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, so they are allowed to sit here.
"…Isn't this guy afraid of retaliation?"
at last.
A chief student spoke up.
His hands clenched into fists involuntarily, his nails digging deeply into his palms with a hint of viciousness.
Since I have already offended you, I might as well fight to the end instead of giving in.
If he dares to offend so many people, there is always a way to make him disappear in the imperial capital Helrom!
"..."
The others looked at him but didn't say anything.
"...Can you be more ruthless than those people in the Annihilation Branch of the Resurrection Church?"
"..."
Think about it carefully.
If you really want to kill someone.
The highest level of service is to go to the Resurrection Church to find the Nirvana branch and entrust them with the task.
But the facts prove that——
Even the Jiemie branch is unwilling to deal with this person!
There are people who have caused losses to the Nirvana branch, but most of them ended up in a miserable way.
Rocky McCarthy is the first person who can make these terrorists willingly swallow their losses without taking any revenge.
Hearing this, his face turned as dark as a pot.
"Chloris, don't you feel disgusted?"
The most arrogant second seat, still trying to pull in one last person who might be able to deal with Rocky McCarthy.
This duchess, who is said to be a once-in-a-century talent, is not on the same level as them.
And she undoubtedly suffered the greatest damage.
"Do you know why I never miss the monthly assessment day even though I find it boring?"
Chloris asked softly, slightly teasingly.
There was silence.
To her, the credits on the monthly assessment day meant nothing.
"why?"
The second seat still asked.
"Because I'm different from you. I've never disregarded school rules."
Chloris stood up as if she had finally finished her work. The shadow on her body, which was sitting on the backlit side of the conference room, faded away, and her simple hunting-style dress was finally bathed in natural light.
She walked alone on the road leaving the meeting room, with only a smile on her face.
It's time to talk to Associate Professor Xiduo about working with Rocky. This young man should show his talent on a bigger stage.
Chapter 295: Hyperion is not afraid of difficulties
The Kingdom of Aethertalan, located northwest of the Protoss Empire, is the capital of the northern land, Gedalia.
The sunset glow shines through the dense treetops, dancing with the smoke from cooking in the air, giving the twilight of the forest city a soft sheen. As the stars in the sky slowly light up, the city-state begins to welcome the night.
At the end of February, the short day is about to end.
In the heart of the city, beside a clear lake surrounded by trees, stands a magnificent temple.
Deep in the temple, there is a hall made of pure white jade and dark gray stone pillars.
The Ice Witch sat gracefully on the sofa, and gently picked up an exquisite porcelain cup. The light green tea leaves slowly expanded in the transparent hot water, releasing a pleasant fragrance.
She closed her eyes, savoring the tranquility of the moment.
However, the tranquility did not last long.
In an invisible corner of the air, Hyperion, who had fallen into invisibility, was observing with a firm and cold look, or perhaps she was preparing.
As long as she can meet the Ice Witch, her special training will be successful.
The sound of her breathing had long been muffled, and she approached the Ice Witch quickly and stealthily like a shadow.
But the Ice Witch still sat there quietly, not moving at all, as if she was completely unaware of the approaching Hyperion.
When Hyperion's dagger was about to reach the back of the Ice Witch, she suddenly felt the coldness of her feet.
An invisible chill quickly spread from the floor to her ankles, freezing her feet and locking her firmly in place.
Hyperion tried hard to break free, but the power of the cold air was no match for her, and it spread to her hands, causing her dagger to remain in the air, just a hair's breadth away from the Ice Witch.
"You still haven't eliminated your intention to attack."
The Ice Witch finally opened her eyes and said calmly.
"I'm sorry, Artis-sensei."
Hyperion lowered her head in frustration, with a glimmer of disappointment in her eyes.
But the Ice Witch's eyes were deep and gentle.
"It's okay. You're almost getting the hang of it. You have a unique talent for eliminating your presence, but it seems to only be activated in life-and-death situations."
She gently raised her fingers, and the cold air immediately dissipated, freeing Hyperion's feet, and along with the healing magic, there was no frostbite left on Hyperion's body.
"..."
Hyperion retreated cautiously, her face flushed and her heart filled with respect.
Although she could indeed feel that she could sometimes eliminate her magic power, aura and even presence in a critical moment.
But she was embarrassed to say whether it was her talent or something that was created by someone.
"Huprienne, continue."
The Ice Witch said softly, and at the same time a chill pushed Hyperion to the corner of the temple.
Thus, in this hall belonging to the Ice Witch deep in the temple, changes of calmness and frost occurred again and again.
Until there was no more afterglow of the sunset penetrating the colorful window frames, leaving only the light shining on Hyperion's young and determined face. Her shadow stretched out on the cold stone floor, still a little bit away from the Ice Witch.
"Let's stop here for today. Don't worry. You're almost getting the hang of it."
The Ice Witch healed Hyperion's minor frostbite.
She will send Hyperion to the Protoss Empire next month, and currently she is still training Hyperion's stealth and escape abilities.
No matter what, survivability is the most important thing.
Although the three clergymen that Hyperion was familiar with would be sent as contact persons to the northwestern province of the Protoss Empire, Hyperion would still be the one to carry out the mission in the imperial capital of Helrom.