"Koooooo!"
wave.
The wave phenomenon, which was only recreated as a monster in the
A huge black wave approaches, led by Drake, who roars and shows off his immense majesty at the forefront.
"I, I'm a demon!"
Starting with someone's shout, confusion seeped into the people and gave rise to disorder.
"Why? There are still two years left until the invasion of Grasco…"
[LIFE TIME : 25 months]
Just in case, I checked the remaining life time, but the number was solid.
This is not the Grasco invasion.
Literally, an 'event-based invasion.'
But why?
Grasco's barrier should be solid.
I can be certain, especially since I personally inspected it when deciding to open it to the outside ahead of the midterms.
There is no such thing as a bird that would harbor doubts.
If we remain in this state of confusion, it will only make a counterattack more difficult.
We must calm it down quickly.
"Kihaha! You managed Grasco's barrier excellently. You didn't even realize a 'rift' had formed. Kihaha!"
"What are you laughing at?"
Seogong-
I easily beheaded the guy just by overlaying aura on my hand.
The body of the man who had lost his head quickly collapsed.
He glanced at the separated one for a moment and moved toward the inside.
* * *
"Kihhihit... You idiot."
A mocking laugh escaped from the head that was left all alone.
It seems my acting was spot-on.
Crunch!
The bent joints straightened out, and the hidden 'real' body revealed itself.
"Kihhihit! You thought I cut off your head, didn't you?"
Unable to hold back his laughter, he approached the sprawled body and kicked it violently.
"Get up, you slowpoke!"
"Ugh... did Lucas leave?"
"Yeah, it looks like they didn't notice at all that there are 'two' of us."
"Kuhuhu... I suppose so. After all, no one has noticed that we are one body."
The two of them kept giggling, seemingly amused by something.
"Come on, let's join up. I don't think I'll feel satisfied unless I tear that bastard Lucas, who killed our brother Valtan, into a thousand pieces."
"Thanks to that idiot, the plan became even easier...."
"Is that idiot talking about me?"
Lucas, whom he thought had disappeared far away, was standing before him with a cold expression.
With their hearts sinking, the two racked their brains trying to survive.
The demon on the head, who was at least quick-witted, barely managed to open his mouth.
"Write a 16-line poem with ...."
Piuuuung!
Crunch!
Just then, something huge flew in from the air and crushed the demon on the head.
"Hyaaaah!"
The body screamed,
"rmrjs dlal Tjajrdmsrjdi...."
Drake howled softly.
* * *
This is awkward.
I already knew that there were 'two' Kiritan.
Because the light seen through
He was kept alive to ask how Grasco's barrier was breached and what happened with that invasion.
However, the head met its end crushed under Drake's feet, and it seems difficult to communicate with the remaining part.
Above all… … .
"Kiaaaat!"
I made eye contact with Drake.
Having a monstrous beast with a massive body of about 5 meters staring at me was not a very pleasant experience.
If he attacks, you must steel yourself quite a bit.
That makes sense, as Drake is quite clever.
It's no wonder it was named Drake, which means a slightly dim-witted dragon.
Of course, compared to a dragon, its level of intelligence would be nothing more than that of an insect, but that is the analogy.
With its massive body, clever brain, and even wings that allow it to fly, it is no easy opponent to deal with.
Furthermore, the fact that Drakes, who usually act alone, appeared in a group like that implies that there is someone manipulating the Drake pack.
In many ways, it was not a situation where one could let their guard down.
Above all, right now… … .
I have no weapons.
This is because weapons are not carried when observing midterm exams.
Did they notice my predicament?
Drake's eyes are unusually shiny.
"Kiat, whooop!"
The guy takes a deep breath until his chest swells.
Breath!
yet-
Paaaaa-!
I instinctively rolled forward to avoid the breath attack.
It's good that I avoided it, but I have no means to attack him.
You could try it by overlaying aura on your hand as before, but it shows a significant difference from a real sword.
Clumsily trying to follow… … .
'for a moment.'
The paid perk I got a little while ago.
It was clearly stated that
then....
Whoosh!
Wrapping aura in both hands-
"Mutual learning and teaching. Eden Hamilton—Dragon Fist."
The vision of the Hamilton family, Dragon Fist.
This martial art, said to have been passed down by a real dragon, is one of the most renowned fighting techniques on the continent and is a peerless secret that elevated the Hamilton family from the rank of Baron to the rank of Marquis.
Kuwaaang!
With a massive piercing sound, a fist-like energy in the shape of a dragon struck Drake.
Since it was a copy of the original, the dragon's form, which changed depending on its achievements, was closer to a wyvern than a dragon. Nevertheless, its tremendous power remained unchanged.
"Kieeeet!"
However, he was not yet used to using his fists, and quick-witted Drake quickly turned his body to defend, leaving only a slight mark.
"Kieeek, kieeeek!"
The guy went berserk and screamed.
Then, raising its spirits to the fullest, it flapped its wings fiercely.
Sand dust rose up and obscured the view.
"Kieet!"
*Pow!*
He took advantage of the gap to attack, but unfortunately, I 'can see' all of those attacks.
I delivered a counterattack and simultaneously broke the shoulder blades to prevent them from kicking up sand.
"Kiee! Kieak!"
It went in properly.
It seems a little more precise than before.
It was worth a try.
[It is a perfect regime!]
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[During the event, the rate of increase in proficiency is further enhanced!]
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Huh? If it's like this… … .
"Hey, Drake."
You're going to have to be my punching bag.
* * *
W-what is all this about…
Beasts like Drake and Nunu, along with a massive army of demons, were rushing in as a black wave.
The people here are not seasoned war veterans, but rather students for whom this situation is new.
Moreover, most of the guests from outside were also people far removed from the war.
First, we must evacuate the guests and students to a safe place!
It is not because of Grasco's reputation.
Because their presence interferes with the battle.
Those with combat experience were already drawing their weapons and fighting back, but it was not easy due to those shouting and running around in confusion.
"Everyone, calm down!"
"Please stay calm and maintain order, and follow us!"
Professors and teaching assistants are trying to calm people down and evacuate them, but the number of people to be evacuated is simply too large. Eventually, they are bound to reach their limit.
"Why didn't the barrier work! Professor Yuleid, where is Professor Yuleid!"
"He just went to check on the barrier."
"How on earth did you manage the barrier... Hmph, for now, there don't seem to be any high-ranking demons, but there are just too many of them."
"Vice President, perhaps borrowing the students' hands would be…."
"Mmm!"
Originally, Ronald was of the belief that students should never be exposed to danger.
However, given the circumstances, it was not possible to strictly adhere to such principles.
Instead, make sure to strictly warn them not to get hurt.
I know very well that it is a nearly impossible request.
Ronald knew better than anyone that it was nothing more than wishful thinking for students, the majority of whom had no combat experience, to fend off that massive number of demons without getting hurt.
It is merely his own wish.
I hope no students get hurt.
Act with your own safety in mind.
It was the greatest prayer he could offer in this situation where he had to borrow even the students' hands.
"Alright, everyone, grab your weapons! Let's defend our Grasco with our own hands!"
Ronald was the first to step forward at the forefront.
* * *
Bang!
Crunch!
"Screeeeek!"
"Kwoooooo!"
Push harder!
It was a brutal war of attrition.
One side was pushing forward with massive resources, while the other was holding out by pouring in even the talents that were just beginning to blossom.
"Kwaaaah!"
A legion of massive Drakes bombards from the air,
"Krrrrrarara!"
On the ground, mindless monsters, the Nunus, swarm in.
The Grasco side was also formidable.
Led by the faculty, the teaching assistants were also doing their part and holding the line admirably, and above all—
Magwangpo, maximum output on.
-Max output on.
"firing."
Wiiiing-!
Kukwakwakwakwa!
Ailon's Dilog was firing magic cannons while spewing out magic power like an unbridled colt, and on one side, the students of 'All Things of Combat,' led by Dejan, were displaying dazzling performance by adding magic power to 'Manifestation of the Form.'
Thanks to their performance, it seemed as though the Grasco side was gaining an overwhelming advantage, but—
Even that had its limits.
Although Grasco is superior in quality, the demons are pouring out an overwhelming amount of resources.
That difference was gradually eating away at Grasco.
Watch out there—!
Crunch-!
"Dillon!"
Furthermore, Grasco had to fight while protecting even the guests from outside.
Cracks were forming little by little.
The students experiencing the real thing for the first time quickly became exhausted due to the pressure, and even those with some experience were doubling their burden as they had to look after those who were getting tired.
"Ughhhh!"
"Die, I said die!"
It is gradually turning into chaos.
A scream filled with frustration and a sense of despair were slowly spreading.
"Haven't you heard from Professor Yuleid yet? When did he say the barrier would be restored!"
I only received word that they are doing their best to restore it.
"Ugh! How much longer do I have to hold out!"
"Vice President, the number of injured students is increasing."
Professors and teaching assistants, please go immediately to cover any gaps. Let's just hang in there a little longer.
I spoke as hopefully as possible, but the truth is, it is far from hopeful.
On top of the students' injuries increasing and the burden on those left growing heavier, the barrier needs to be restored somehow to bring an end to this vicious war of attrition, but the situation is just as bleak on that side.
Must Grasco collapse like this!
An ominous thought spread through Ronald's mind.
The students of 'All About Combat' were no different.
My stamina was gradually running out, and my body was growing heavier.
Only Ailon is performing exceptionally well, but most of them were frozen with fear as they experienced a real battle for the first time.
The number of wounds increased, and there were also those who suffered serious injuries.
My body and mind grew weary.
It was then.
What is everyone doing?
A chilling voice that overwhelmed the audience. As I shifted my gaze toward the voice, a figure appeared elegantly, looking as if from a magazine photoshoot.
Click-
Silence fell for a moment.
Click-
"Where did you sell my teachings?"
At the immense presence, both the people of Grasco and the demons held their breath as if time had stopped.
Move.
At that single word to move, my heart races.
"Engrave my teachings on their bodies."
A being that boosts morale just by its mere existence.
The only being they can rely on.
"good."
It was the appearance of Lucas.