Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 147 The Devil’s Strike

The Yellow headband students, along with the rest of the Red headband students, had mostly fallen silent. There were a few whispers here and there, but the talking and shock that had occurred one after the other had led them to their current state.

They were extremely focused, looking at Raze. They were watching him carefully, and in their minds, they were thinking one of two things. Could they have done the same as Raze had done? Could they have dealt with the Main disciples as well as he had? They watched the skills he had used; his Qi was certainly strong, beyond that of a stage 1 Pagna warrior, but at the same time, it didn’t feel as if it was any stronger than that.

The skills just felt almost as if they were well-controlled. There was only one instance that had shocked them to believe Raze might be above that of a stage 2 Pagna warrior, and that was the strike that had been used on Mada. Due to him being a stage 2 warrior, his level of Qi should have been the same as most others, and such damage shouldn’t have occurred.

All of this led them to wonder a second question: could they beat Raze in a match, and adding to that, could anyone?

Right now, there were only two of the main disciples left. Dame had been glancing behind him every so often, looking at the results, and he was quite surprised.

‘He managed to learn some of the descending steps. I think I saw the third step and the fourth used as well, and I don’t think I’m wrong; he used them together.’

Dame looked at the hard ground that was meant to withstand a level of strong attacks and could see one of the tiles broken.

‘That would suggest he did use them together. One of the biggest advantages of the descending steps is the fact that with each move, the Qi builds up on each other, rather than just dissipating.

‘At the same time, it’s the move’s biggest downfall since individually the steps are weaker than most others out there. Due to the complex nature, not many try to even learn such a thing. Has he secretly been learning all of the steps this last month? He’s an incredibly fast learner if he has.’

Hitting the strikes away from Ricktor consistently, Dame could feel his arms getting a bit sore. He wasn’t imagining it, but he could tell that this person in front of him, he too was improving as the fight went on.

‘From the looks of things, the Dark Faction has its rising genius as well!’

Seeing this, Dame then jumped up and kicked Sherry right on her back, and had done it in a way so she would stumble right across towards Raze.

‘Pink is quite talented as well,’ Gunther thought. ‘I can tell why he’s holding back though; if he’s from the Noctis Clan and it was to get out, it would cause an even bigger panic than what’s happened so far, and we’ve had enough surprises for today.’

When Sherry eventually found her footing, she could see the white-haired no-name in front of her. She had been so focused fighting against Dame that she was unaware of just what had been going on. She had seen Mada getting knocked away, but had no idea that it was the doing of the single white-haired no-name.

“What’s happened to everyone?” Sherry asked. “What type of stupid trick did you use to do all of this? Did you make a deal with the devil?”

It was hard for her to believe, hard for her to comprehend everything that had happened. For Samantha, who was watching her dear disciple act like this, a thought was running through her head.

‘No… don’t do it, just stay away from that student, just quit right now!’ Samantha was biting her lip. She couldn’t shout out these words in front of everyone while they were watching.

“You are a no-name, and I’m going to show you your place! You should have never come back to the academy!” She shouted, her sword pointing right at him.

Holding onto his sword tightly, Raze smiled as he heard this, then lifted his sword right back up, pointing it at her.

“You know, originally I just wanted to get back at you five for what you did to me at the assessment,” Raze said. “For knocking me off that cliff. I bet you all thought nothing of it and that you would never see me again.”

Raze had spoken loudly this time and had done so so all of them could hear. The students started to mumble now.

They thought it was strange; they could see the five disciples working together, and when Raze didn’t come back, they had assumed something had happened.

Now it had just confirmed their thoughts.

Gunther, who was standing away, turned to look at his brother, who was now sitting up, still receiving treatment from Crine.

“Is that true, is it true that you knocked him off that cliff?” Gunther asked.

Mada didn’t say anything; instead, he just averted his gaze, looking away, which had pretty much given him his answer anyway.

“But I have an even bigger reason to hate you guys,” Raze continued. “What I’ve come to hate more is the way this whole academy is run and the way everyone is treated.

“It’s impossible to rise; your position is made the day you are born in this world. I’ve heard of all of those things before. It didn’t stop me back then, and it won’t stop me now.”

Raze then swung his sword to the side, and it was pointed right at where the Blue Headband students were sitting.

“I am a no-name!” Raze shouted. “I have come from no clan and was born this way. I was placed in this world in a position even less than you!”

As Raze shouted these words, images flashed in his head. Of the days he was hungry, of the days he would be beaten up as a child, and the things he would have to do just to eat and survive the next day. He wasn’t talking about this life, where his magic helped him, but about his past life.

“In this world, I am expected to never even step foot in this academy! Which means for all of you, from this day on, after witnessing what I will do, none of you will have an excuse.

“If you lose your arms in a fight, then train and use your legs; if you lose your legs, then bite them with your teeth. Do everything you can to change your fate!”

Sherry had enough of listening to Raze’s words, so she decided to charge forward. Her Qi was channeling into her sword, and she was coming in fast. 𝞸𝑣𝐿xt.𝚌𝑜𝑀

Raze, seeing this, lifted the sword above his head and held it with both of his hands.

The attention of his strong speech had made it so all eyes were on him, even Ricktor and Dame were somewhat no longer fighting as they took a peek.

‘The way he’s using the sword, don’t tell me he’s going to use that!’ Dame thought.

“Don’t blame what’s around you; don’t blame the situation you are in!” Raze continued.

Sherry swung her sword from the side, and instead of one, it looked as if it had split into five, all heading for Raze.

‘The Devil’s first formation. Blood River!’ Raze swung the sword down, and his Qi looked to spark a little red as it cut through the air.

It had hit Sherry’s sword, which she tried to lift above her head somewhat blocking the attack, but her legs immediately crumbled, and she fell crashing onto her knees.

‘This attack, it’s so heavy, it’s so strong… just what is this, I’ve never felt this type of Qi before.’

She could feel the Qi not only in the sword but around it as well, and it was making her whole body tingle.

The sword broke under the power into several pieces, and the wooden sword struck down her left side. She felt her bones cracking first, and then looked to her right, where she could see the wooden sword stuck in her skin in her upper right shoulder.

Raze then pulled the sword and kicked her right in the chest onto the ground. From the pain and wound itself, it had appeared as if she had passed out, as she was no longer moving, or no longer willing to move.

“What you do is the biggest factor in your life. The only person that you can control is you. So do something about it, just like I’m going to now.” Raze said as he walked over, looking at the last disciple.

Meanwhile, one of the main clan leaders stood up, as he had realised something with that last move he had seen.

“That technique,” Gavin said. “It belongs to the Demonic faction!”