IMPRISONED FOR A TRILLION YEARS, I WAS WORSHIPPED BY ALL GODS!

Alan immediately accelerated toward Alice.

Alice glanced up and down at Alan, just about to speak when a sudden whooshing sound filled the air. The next moment, a young man with bulging muscles, bare-chested and carrying a long spear on his back, rushed over.

“Hey, beauty, how about a stroll together?”

The moment his playful voice sounded, Alan had already stepped in front of him.

“She’s not free, and neither am I. Go find someone else.”

Alice looked at the young man, then at Alan, her expression calm and indifferent.

Blocked by Alan, the young man glared at him furiously and said with a cocky tone,

“You dare stop me from flirting? Who do you think you are? Eat shit!”

As soon as the words fell, a fierce gust of wind howled. The young man threw a heavy punch straight at Alan’s chest.

A strange, dark swamp-like energy swirled around his fist, emanating an eerie suction force.

Alan responded with a punch of his own, striking forward with the unstoppable momentum of [Blade Spirit], the sheer force of it distorting the air itself.

Boom!

The moment their fists collided, a deafening explosion erupted, as if a potent explosive had gone off. Waves of energy rippled outward, scattering dead leaves and debris across the ground.

Both Alan and the young man sank their feet into the ground from the impact, cracking the earth beneath them. Dust rose in thick clouds.

Alan staggered back three steps, each step leaving deep imprints in the ground.

Meanwhile, the young man was forced back seven steps, his arm trembling slightly.

Flexing his sore arm, the young man’s previously carefree gaze finally turned serious.

“You’ve got some skill!”

With that, he drew the long silver spear from his back. As it left its sheath, the originally bright silver spear turned into an eerie shade of black. The suction force from earlier had vanished, replaced by an overwhelming gravitational pressure that crashed down on Alan.

Alan gripped his staff-sword tightly and swung it toward him.

The sharp arc of the sword’s light was blinding.

Clang!

The clash of metal rang through the air. The spear, as heavy as a mountain, was knocked aside, but it twisted midair with even greater speed, executing a return strike aimed right at Alan’s chest. At the same time, the gravitational force emanating from the spear surged tenfold.

Alan’s pupils shrank. From this attack alone, he sensed an immense threat!

This young man had not only solid foundations but also wielded a bizarre elemental power.

If an ordinary mage were caught off guard by such an unexpected strike, they might not even have time to react.

But Alan was a magus!

In that split second, the earth element beneath his feet surged like a rising tide, propelling him backward.

Simultaneously, compressed earth elements, driven by explosive fire elements, struck the young man’s chest at lightning speed, blasting him back dozens of steps.

The young man steadied himself, staring at Alan in shock.

“A magus! You’re actually a magus!”

“Now that you know, just walk away,” Alan said indifferently, not wanting to stir up unnecessary trouble.

However, instead of retreating, the young man’s eyes burned with [Battle Spirit], his expression becoming even more determined.

“A magus, huh? People go their whole lives without meeting one! Come on! I, Francis, have never feared anyone! Let’s have a real fight!”

Before he could finish, Alan had already tightened his grip on his staff-sword.

Ripples of mind power radiated from him, altering the surrounding environment in an instant!

First, roaring flames descended from the sky!

The scorching heat distorted the air, cutting off Francis’s escape routes.

Francis had no choice but to go on the defensive, his body shrouded in a layer of indestructible black light!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Flames continuously crashed against Francis, sending shockwaves rippling outward.

Then, wind blades, icicles, and earth spikes all surged forward at once, launching a relentless barrage against him!

Just as their battle grew fiercer, Gayle suddenly appeared, his figure flickering into existence.

Watching the two clash, he called out:

“Enough, both of you!”

Yet, neither Alan nor Francis paid him any mind; instead, their battle became even more intense.

Seeing this, Gayle simply sighed and turned to Duke Alice, standing beside him. He chuckled,

“Duke, you came all this way for Alan. You seem to hold him in high regard.”

To Gayle, this was rather unusual.

After all, Alan and Alice were worlds apart.

Even if Alan was quite talented, he wasn’t worth such special attention from Alice, was he?

At Gayle’s question, Alice replied coolly,

“It’s not just his talent I value. It’s his heart. A man who could stand alone against Barton Kingdom’s army without flinching. A man who stood up for the kingdom when no one else did. That is someone worthy of my respect—someone worthy of being my friend.”

Duke Alice’s friend?!

Gayle was stunned, unable to believe his ears.

In the Plantagenet Kingdom, countless people dreamed of befriending Duke Alice, but very few were truly worthy.

Just as Gayle was processing this revelation, a massive explosion rang out from the battlefield.

Alan and Francis were both blown apart, each retreating and creating distance between them.

This time, neither of them made another move.

Gayle took the chance to assess Francis, then said,

“That’s enough for now. From today onward, you’re all students of Sirius Academy. Treat each other with kindness.”

“Sirius Academy students?”

Alan and Francis turned to look at each other in disbelief.

Francis stared at Gayle. “The hell? You’re telling me he’s a student of Sirius Academy?”

“Is there a problem?” Gayle replied.

Francis rubbed his ears and asked, “Old man, how many students does your academy even have?”

Gayle said, “Including you, three so far. One more is on the way.”

Four students?

This… this was way too few!

“You lying old man! You told me Sirius Academy was incredible! No way! I’m transferring to Lioncrest Academy! That’s my true dream school!”

Gayle smiled and said, “Go wherever you want. But if you leave, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give you the remaining volumes of the Eightfold Spear Saint Art.”

Francis’s eyes narrowed. “Are you threatening me?!”

Gayle simply shrugged.

Francis gritted his teeth, but when he remembered that Gayle held the key to the spear techniques he wanted, his anger deflated like a punctured balloon. He muttered bitterly,

“Old man, I swear, Sirius Academy barely qualifies as an academy! You told me it was on par with the top schools! You tricked me!”

Gayle chuckled. “They’re both Plantagenet Kingdom academies. Who’s to say one is superior to the other?”

Francis trembled with rage. The gap between the schools was so vast it was practically fraud!

If he weren’t certain he wasn’t strong enough to take on Gayle, he would’ve stabbed him right now!

“I know you’re upset, but before you complain, look at this,” Gayle said, summoning a glowing ancient scroll into his hand.

As he unfurled it, phantom images of spear techniques flickered across its surface.

Francis’s eyes widened.

“Join Sirius Academy, and this is yours,” Gayle said, tossing the scroll lightly.

Francis sighed in defeat and trudged to Gayle’s side.

As he passed Alan and Alice, he stopped and said,

“Once I master this spear art, I’ll be invincible! You and I will fight again!”

Alan nodded. “I look forward to it.”

Francis sneered. “The whole Plantagenet Kingdom will know my name! Everyone else is just a stepping stone for my rise to fame!”

Gayle sighed. “Tone it down. No one is truly invincible—especially in the Imperial Capital.”

Francis scoffed. “I was born to create miracles! In the entire Plantagenet Kingdom, I stand among the very best. Everyone else is just a stepping stone on my path to greatness—why should I keep a low profile?”

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