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For most students, especially over the past month, Charles had focused solely on one thing: practicing the stacking of Wind Restraint. Despite any inner turmoil, their muscle memory allowed them to successfully combine the spells. The magic they had coalesced was so powerful that it stirred the very atmosphere around them.
An invisible and formless torrent of violent air surged forth, overwhelming everything in its path. Thousands of Wind Restraints stacked upon one another, their combined force far exceeding anything the students could have imagined. Arezat, the leader among the Evil Mages, was caught completely off guard, and both he and his steed were torn apart by the ferocious winds—literally reduced to fragments.
The invisible hurricane raged uncontrollably; upon contact, it acted like a high-speed meat slicer, cutting every person and object it touched into countless pieces. The binding effect that was supposed to restrain had failed to manifest; instead, it was purely lethal.
Next to Arezat and his undead warhorse, he suddenly appeared, his face pale and cold sweat soaking his back. At the same time, a Voodoo Doll in his hand shattered into countless fragments. The fear etched on Arezat's face was palpable; he was on the brink of death, shaken by the near brush with annihilation. Without that doll as a life-saving trump card, he would have been instantly killed by the students of Truth School!
He instinctively looked around and saw that the Evil Mage being carried by four zombies had barely let out a scream before being reduced to countless pieces. Realizing this, Arezat snapped back to his senses and dared not linger any longer. He quickly transformed into a shadowy figure and crouched down to hide within the darkness.
Once concealed in that small shadow, Arezat dared to assess the battlefield. It was truly devastating—seventy Evil Mages had been reduced to fragments, with only a few in the center managing to escape unscathed. The ground itself had been gouged down by three feet, a testament to how exaggeratedly powerful the combined magic of thousands of students had become.
The horrifying scene struck fear into Arezat's heart; he couldn't even entertain thoughts of using shadows to sneak attack the students. All he wanted was to escape this death zone as quickly and quietly as possible, lest he become just another piece among the scattered remnants.
What on earth! Were the students really this formidable?! They could wipe out seventy Evil Mages without even breaking a sweat? Not even a single ripple from a water droplet—just one hurricane had swept them all away!
Previously, I thought the protagonist Beck was too exaggerated; with just one move, Ben Huo, he made sixty Evil Mages hesitate to advance. Now it seems that it wasn't Beck who was exaggerated, but rather the Truth School that was truly remarkable.
Hahaha, all I can say is that unity is strength. The combined magic of thousands of students is incredibly powerful! It feels like the heavens themselves are being pushed up three feet.
Arezat shrank back into the shadows, too afraid to launch a sneak attack. Fortunately, he wasn't targeted by the magic, but the few remaining Evil Mages were equally terrified.
Hiding was no longer an option. Witnessing the fervent gazes of the surrounding students, the Evil Mages hastily raised their Magic Shields and prepared to counterattack.
One particular Evil Mage, skilled in controlling corpses, waved his hand casually, causing countless pieces of flesh and blood to rise from the ground, dragging long trails of blood as they lunged toward the students. It was clear he intended to gather materials for an endless barrage of corpse explosion spells.
Another Evil Mage muttered incantations, summoning numerous unseen souls of Evil Mages from the material plane. A thick black smoke spread from the spiritual realm, attempting to taint the souls of the students.
However, all of this was thwarted by Charles, who tore through two magical scrolls in quick succession, preventing any harm from reaching the students.
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