Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 1298 - 1298: Fighting A Real Mage (Part 2)

There was a heavy sense of frustration hanging over all the warriors. Why couldn’t they just use their Qi? Why couldn’t they rely on the techniques they had trained so hard to master? So far, they had only demonstrated a single move each, and even then, it was tough to come up with techniques fueled by Qi that could convincingly pass as magic.

It was becoming painfully clear, they weren’t going to be able to just wing it once they entered the academy. Raze’s goal wasn’t just for them to pass. He wanted every one of them to be selected for the prestigious Magic Exchange.

And if they wanted that, they couldn’t afford to get caught slipping. They needed to use their minds more in battle. Sadly, that didn’t seem to be one of their strongest skills.

“You… you haven’t really fought yet, have you?” Luka said, turning to Raze. Once again, Raze had effortlessly dispersed the flaming rocks coming his way by using wind magic, turning them into harmless embers before they could even get close.

“Do you think this assessment isn’t important? That you’ve already passed without lifting a finger?” Luka pressed, clearly annoyed.

“It’s not that,” Raze replied calmly as he stepped forward. “I just thought that if I got involved in this assessment, it would’ve ended before anyone else had a chance to show what they could do. I figured it was better if you saw their skills first.”

Luka’s lips curled into a wide, challenging grin. Without warning, he lifted his hands and summoned two massive fists made of stone from the ground beneath Raze’s feet.

“I see… sounds to me like someone’s got a confidence problem,” Luka said. “And maybe, just maybe, someone needs to be knocked down a few pegs. You might be strong and skilled when it comes to lightning magic, but its biggest weakness has always been Earth!”

The two fists slammed down where Raze stood, shattering the floor beneath them. Immediately after, several whirlwinds spun to life, filled with broken rocks, and came flying straight at Raze.

Sparks of lightning flickered around his feet. Each step left behind a flash of crackling energy as he zipped across the floor, not using any Qi at all, just pure, raw magic. Still, his movement wasn’t as free as it usually was when fueled by Qi. Without it, he could only propel himself straight ahead. If he wanted to change directions, he had to manually pivot his body and recalculate the perfect charge of lightning to send him darting somewhere new.

Even so, it was just enough to avoid getting hit.

Then, like before, Raze focused the lightning into his arm, compressing it until it formed a glowing, concentrated bolt. He hurled it toward Luka. The professor managed to dodge, raising a thick wall of earth to block it. The bolt struck, pierced the wall, and then veered off course, slamming harmlessly into the ground.

Raze continued to move, circling the area. Again and again, he formed lightning bolts and hurled them toward the professor. Five in total. Each time, Luka either dodged or deflected the attacks.

“These aren’t like those weak golems you destroyed earlier,” Luka said. “These walls are reinforced. That’s why your lightning isn’t doing a thing.”

“Right,” Raze replied with a nod. “But in a fight between mages… it’s usually the one who sets the best trap that wins.”

The moment he said that, he suddenly dropped to the ground, planting both hands flat on the floor. Luka’s eyes widened as he realized what had just happened.

The lightning bolts, each one Raze had thrown, were now embedded into the ground in a wide hexagonal formation. The rods were still pulsing with energy.

And now, Raze’s hands were down for a reason.

Lightning flowed from his fingertips, snaking across the floor. As soon as the current touched the rods, they absorbed the power and linked up, each one connecting to the next in the six-point trap. An electric circuit came to life in an instant, a field of energy forming in the middle, right where Luka stood.

A flash of light exploded around him, and suddenly the professor’s entire body was shaking, caught in the center of the trap.

The others, having mostly dealt with their own tests, stood there stunned, watching as the lightning danced violently over Luka’s body.

“Uh… is he going to be okay?” Liam asked, cautiously stepping forward. “I mean, if you kill a professor, that’s gotta be… really bad, right? I get that you wanted to make an impression, but this might be overkill.”

Raze didn’t respond right away. He stared at the lightning, still crackling around Luka. He had assumed the professor would be wearing a decent robe, something with proper protection, but maybe he hadn’t expected to actually fight a student of Raze’s level.

“He’ll be okay… I think,” Raze finally muttered.

They waited. A full two minutes passed before the lightning finally died down. Luka collapsed to the floor, smoke rising off his singed clothes.

“That’s it. You killed him,” Dame groaned, smacking his forehead with his palm. “Why does this feel like Pagna all over again?”

“How do you know about that?” Raze asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Maybe we can hide the body,” Liam joked. “You know, stage a heart attack or something? Oh wait, never mind. The system says he’s still alive.”

As the group bickered, Safa sprinted forward, ignoring them all. She didn’t hesitate to use her Light magic, activating a healing spell immediately.

“It’s a good thing these barrier walls are still up around us,” Beatrix remarked. “If the rest of the academy saw this… I’m pretty sure they’d all be losing their minds right now.”

“Yeah… but after what just happened, are they even going to let us into the academy?” Liam asked. That question was on everyone’s mind.

Those who were more sensitive to mana, like the teachers back at the academy, could definitely feel that the fight had ended. But they were probably wondering the same thing: Why hadn’t the walls come down yet? If only they knew what had really happened inside.

Not long after, Luka’s eyes fluttered open. He looked up and saw all the students staring at him like he had just come back from the dead.

“You all passed,” Luka said weakly. “I’ll… see you around the academy.”

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