"System, activate the [Mana Control] ability."
[Ability [Mana Control] activated!]
The blue flas in my hands grew much larger. I have exactly 5 minutes before my flaw kicks in…
Watching as one of the students in a black uniform charged toward with a sword in his hands…
"System, activate the [Cold Mind] ability."
[Ability [Cold Mind] activated.]
[Ding! A new mission scenario has been detected!]
[Mission na: Survive!]
[Description: The host is being besieged by the second class: [Class 2: Elegance] in their own territory!]
[Reward: The host gains 5 levels!]
[Failure: The host loses 5 levels!]
"Just what I needed…" I muttered, looking at the new mission available. The worst part was that it didn't even ask if I wanted to accept it—just assigned it directly. Looking at the group of students, I don't know how to fight hand-to-hand, but at least I learned the basics over the past three days.
What I ca to understand is that the most important thing in a battle is to have cold blood, a clear mind, and, most of all, to keep your eyes wide open.
Emotions like fear or anxiety completely vanished. Right now, my eyes were cold and lifeless, watching as the student's sword swung towards , aiming to slash diagonally across my chest…
Reacting quickly, I stepped aside, sensing the need to jump high…
Boom!
A crater nearly 2 ters wide ford where the sword struck the ground. The flas in my fingers flickered, and with a quick motion of my hands, the five flas from my left hand shot forward. The young man didn't hesitate; without flinching, he ran forward, trying to block my flas… He swung his sword with a mocking expression, fully convinced I was weak, but…
The mont his blade made contact, the blue fla passed through the steel without resistance, leaving a hole with molten tal dripping…
"What…?" The young man barely had ti to register his surprise before the flas touched his body, consuming him rapidly…
"AAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"
He flailed his arms desperately, screaming from the depths of his soul… He sounded like a helpless child now…
"Stop screaming, damn it!" I shouted, kicking him in the stomach. His body split in half, and the flas devoured what was left.
Looking down at him with a pitiful expression, I said, "Every second, I feel my flesh burning, and I'm not screaming like a little girl." Clicking my tongue, I wiped the blood from the corners of my lips… (Honestly, it's only thanks to my [Cold Mind] ability that I'm not screaming like a little girl because of my damn flaw… My God, that scream was terrifying.) Secretly sweating in fear, I kept up my cold and ruthless act…
The other students stared with wide-open mouths… They hadn't expected this outco at all…
"What are you waiting for, you cowards!" I yelled, slowly pulling out the Class 1 flag, the white color clearly visible… "This is what you want, right? If you want it so badly, co and get it." Twisting my lips into a smile, blood continued to trickle down… The reason I provoked them wasn't because I had a death wish.
The real monster was already standing right behind , whispering things even more terrifying than what was happening right now…
"I'll kill them… I'll rip their bones out of their flesh while they're still alive. I'll tear out their hearts, pull off their limbs, and make them eat each other alive." Leslie, her eyes as black as the abyss, whispered as she hugged from behind…
"..." My body trembled involuntarily at hearing the things she planned to do to the poor bastards in front of us… Even I could feel the pain…
The one with a worse temper than mine, the one most pissed off that our mont had been ruined, was none other than Leslie… She literally had blood-red eyes…
Blood-red stones rained rcilessly down on a vast ruin, like a goddess descending upon the earthly realm. Evelyn looked down with indifferent eyes, also upset. Because of the ants beneath her feet, Arthur had been taken from her side. So, to return faster, she only had to set fire to the five-kiloter radius, right?
Well, that's what Daniela told her to do. And in fact, it was quite effective. The team leader, the one with the flag, couldn't leave the five-kiloter radius, or it would count as a disqualification...
FLOSHH!!!
From the ground, a massive water bubble shot up toward her. Evelyn couldn't defend herself since she was fully focused on her most powerful ability. Two beams of light clashed violently against the water bubble.
BOOOOMMMM!!
Shockwaves rippled out, and the water fell to the ground like rain, trying to quench the devastating flas…
Evelyn glanced down. On the other side, a fierce battle was unfolding. The students wore blue uniforms, representing the third class: [Class 3: Confidence]. They were simply walking in a straight line, and inevitably, they had to run into another class. Unfortunately for them, the third class had the bad luck of being the ones…
Draven, the leader of Class 3, clenched his fists tightly. With the strength of a wild beast, he flexed the muscles in his arms, bringing down his axe with killing intent. His red eyes fixed on the brown-haired boy who managed to block his attacks.
He frowned, as the sll of ash began spreading like gunpowder across their territory… His pupils dilated; his situation was dire… The fire was starting to consu from the right side, gradually cornering them like rats…
Ahead, green flashes slashed rcilessly through his comrades as if they were re sheets of paper… Further back, amidst the white flashes, a young girl with a hat over her head and green eyes placed her hands on the ground.
From them, hundreds of vines erged from the depths of the earth, slithering like snakes, forming a large wall to prevent anyone from escaping… Another orange-haired girl dashed across the battlefield, not fighting anyone, as if she was fleeing after stealing sothing…
Blue sparks darted from the depths of the forest, only to disappear again. Draven knew that young man was Adrian… And finally, the golden-haired girl with matching eyes stood at the center of the battle. Her body radiated light, protecting her comrades and burning any enemies that ventured into her range. With only six active mbers, [Class 3: Confidence] was being annihilated.
Draven swallowed dryly… He was now regretting having been deceived by that bastard, the leader of [Class 5: Happiness]…: "Is this the power of [Class 1: Hope]?" he asked himself.
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