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"Come straight down this way! Hold for a moment!"
Following Davian's instructions.
The magic and archery students waited, prepared to attack.
"Now!"
Whoosh!
Swoosh!
The fourth-year ranged dealers launched a simultaneous attack toward the sky.
If they attacked one by one, it would be easy to evade.
But unleashing a barrage like this was a different story.
Davian's leadership stat among his achievement stats was nearing 80.
And the quality of the leader trait had greatly improved after choosing a ballroom partner.
The 130 fourth-year students moved in perfect order following Davian's instructions.
Amidst the downpour of various magic and arrow attacks.
Thwack!
Davian also launched a mana sword.
The demons, who were plummeting straight down, momentarily scattered widely.
But some were directly hit by the attack and fell to the ground.
Legion Commander Broliem frowned.
'I was told they're not to be ignored. Xavier was right.'
It was said that the Lethe Legion, led by Legion Commander Obilio, was annihilated by dragons.
But the fact remained that the humans had held out until then.
"Spread out and attack!"
Following Broliem's command, the assassination squad dispersed widely.
Davian's sharp eyes scanned the movements of the demons.
"Glacie."
"Huh?"
"That one over there seems to be the leader. Protect the students while I deal with that demon."
"Protect them? Is that all I have to do?"
"It would be even better if you took out a few of them."
"Alright, Davian."
Davian, simultaneously manifesting telekinesis magic and wind elemental magic, soared into the sky.
Whoosh!
Flames erupted in Davian's left hand.
Thwack!
They plunged into the torso of Legion Commander Broliem.
Broliem, quickly surrounding himself with demonic energy to defend against the attack, looked at Davian with a surprised expression.
"Are you Davian Nornane?"
Davian tilted his head, puzzled.
Had his name already spread to the Demon World?
"That's right."
"Kahaha."
Broliem opened his torn mouth wide and laughed.
"How fortunate. To meet you right from the start."
"What, is there a bounty on my head or something?"
"Not really. But you're a suitable opponent to prove my abilities to the Demon King. Now, die."
Kwaaa.
Dense and fierce demonic energy emanated from Broliem's hands.
Chrararack.
Davian unfolded an ice barrier in the air.
Thwack!
The demonic energy and the ice barrier collided, and a massive explosion spread out.
"Not bad for a human."
"You're not bad either, for a demon."
"Kahaha."
Broliem laughed loudly again.
It seemed he thought of Davian as nothing more than a sacrifice for his own advancement.
On the other hand.
Although he outwardly displayed a relaxed demeanor.
Davian was focused on Broliem's movements.
Having experienced the unique skill that Legion Commander Obilio had deployed during the last demon wave, he couldn't afford to be careless.
Although he had broken free, Head of the Magic Department, Shirims Andrian, had almost died in the sub-space created by Obilio.
'He's higher in the ranks than that Legion Commander. Either number one or two in the rankings.'
Whether you look down on your opponent.
Or concentrate all your senses and face your opponent.
When both sides possess formidable skills, this small difference can ultimately become the key to victory.
Clang!
Davian, approaching quickly, engaged in close combat.
Surprisingly, Legion Commander Broliem blocked the ice sword with his long fingernails.
'It's not cutting through?'
This was an ice sword wielded by Davian, possessing 10-star internal energy and magical power.
The sharpness and strength of the ice sword were proportional to the magical power Davian had accumulated.
Yet it wasn't cutting through.
'He's definitely no ordinary opponent.'
Clang! Clang!
Even without using the Shadow Assimilation skill, Davian's movements were slightly faster.
Legion Commander Broliem was barely managing to block Davian's attacks using his ten long fingernails.
The composure that had overflowed on his face was gradually disappearing.
Whoosh!
Davian's specialty, which he had used in most one-on-one battles since his first year.
'Planting a fireball in the opponent's side while swinging the sword' was activated.
Thwack!
With a powerful impact, Legion Commander Broliem, suspended in the air, staggered.
Davian didn't miss the opportunity.
Swoosh!
The ice sword rapidly extended towards Broliem's solar plexus.
However.
Ripple.
The space distorted, Broliem disappeared, and the ice sword pierced empty air.
Legion Commander-level demons could tear through space and teleport at any time.
Until now, he simply hadn't used spatial movement because he thought he could handle Davian.
Swish!
Suddenly, Broliem's arm appeared out of thin air.
His sharp fingernails attacked Davian's side.
Thanks to moving his body slightly upward to dodge, he managed to avoid having his side torn open.
However, his thigh was deeply cut.
Bright red blood was sprayed into the air.
Davian's thigh was so deeply cut that the bone was clearly visible.
Ripple.
Broliem's arm vanished back into space.
This time, it appeared from behind.
Swish!
The long fingernails slashed across Davian's back.
Again, bright red blood gushed out.
Ripple.
Then it disappeared again.
Davian, having sustained two major injuries, crouched down.
Ripple.
Now, as if trying to finish things off, Broliem's arm appeared in front of Davian.
The fingernails, swinging wildly as if to separate Davian's head from his torso.
Thud.
But Broliem's fingernails failed to slash Davian's neck.
Because Davian had grabbed his wrist.
"Got you."
Davian straightened his crouched body.
The thigh wound from the first attack was already healing.
Blood was still flowing down his back, but that too would soon regenerate.
Davian strongly circulated his internal energy and pulled on Broliem's arm.
Swoosh.
Broliem, his wrist gripped by Davian, was pulled out of space.
Broliem wore a surprised expression.
"You... did it on purpose?"
Davian grinned.
"I wanted to play with you slowly too, but seeing over there, it looks like there's not much time."
The place Davian was looking at.
Demons from the Acheron Legion and the Styx Legion were rampaging through the buildings as they advanced.
Broliem swung his other arm.
Clang.
It was easily blocked by Davian's ice sword.
"Try hiding again."
The panicked Broliem opened a space.
However.
He couldn't enter the space because Davian was firmly holding his wrist.
"As if that would change anything!"
Broliem emitted a dense demonic energy.
The demonic energy flowing from his entire body began to pressure Davian, who was right in front of him.
"You should start by thinking about why you wasted time with useless chatter after going to all the trouble to keep me from escaping."
Broliem's eyes widened.
"What?"
Whoosh.
Flames that had been carefully crafted with time and effort bloomed in Davian's right hand.
Pure dragon fire.
But infused with 10-star magical power.
Broliem involuntarily trembled at the energy of the fire, which was different from anything he had felt before.
Whoosh!
Davian's flames transferred to Broliem's body.
"Kuaaaa!"
Broliem wailed at the heat and pain he was experiencing for the first time.
The flames that were burning Broliem's body.
The fire that seemed to burn even the space itself didn't affect Davian at all.
Because he was the master who created this fire.
This was pure dragon fire.
Otherwise, the Red Dragon would have burned its palate every time it breathed fire.
Just as Broliem's body was almost completely burned away.
Kwaaa.
Tremendous demonic energy erupted from the ground.
The demonic energy reached out directly toward where Davian and Broliem were.
It was the demonic energy of Unos, the number one Legion Commander.
For a brief moment, Davian was in 고민.
'I can't block that.'
But if he let go of Broliem's wrist and dodged.
It would be a waste, since he was almost done.
The moment he let go of his wrist, Broliem, who wasn't dead yet, would open a space and run away.
Whether to protect Broliem and run away.
Whether to put up an ice barrier to block it.
Whether to just take in that demonic energy together with Broliem, since he would regenerate as long as he didn't die.
'First, I'll finish off the guy who was about to die.'
He didn't know when he could catch him again if he let him go now.
He might even return to the demon world, fully recover, and reappear.
He decided to pull Broliem close and face the incoming demonic energy head-on, using him as a shield.
He would take some damage, but.
Completely finishing off one Legion Commander was the priority.
Then.
Crackle! Crackle!
The empty sky froze over.
Thwack!
It blocked the intense demonic energy.
The frozen sky was cracking, but.
The demonic energy ultimately failed to break through the ice and engulf Davian.
Sharrarack.
An ice spirit appeared next to Davian.
It transformed into the form of a palm-sized spirit with transparent wings fluttering to stay afloat in the air.
"Glacie."
"You were just going to take that? What if you got hurt."
Glacie knew that Davian wouldn't die from something like that.
"What about the other winged demons?"
Glacie held up two fingers in a V shape.
Davian looked down at the ground.
The fourth-year classmates were standing in a combat formation.
No more demons were flying over their heads.
Instead, the corpses of demons impaled by ice spikes were scattered everywhere.
Some had been killed by the students, burned, or shot with multiple arrows.
Bonita Portis was wiping the blade of her ego sword, Eden, with velvet cloth.
Apparently, there were also demons who had died by Bonita's sword after flying too low without fear.
He had heard that the ego sword Eden didn't like getting dirty blood other than human blood on its body.
Legion Commander Broliem's direct assassination squad.
Composed entirely of winged demons, and possessing considerable combat power.
The unit that was going to devour Elton Academy at the forefront, according to Broliem's orders.
In the end, it became the first demon unit to be annihilated.
And.
Uh-ggh, uh-ggh.
The long and long life as a demon of Legion Commander Broliem, whose wrist was held by Davian.
Thud.
It came to an end.
Only then did Davian release Broliem and descend to the ground again.
Glacie also returned to her human form and stood next to Davian.
He could see tens of thousands of demons rushing toward them in front.
"Did you kill the Legion Commander?"
"Professor Stella!"
Professor Stella Cloud came and stood next to Davian.
"The faculty placement decision is over. I'm with you fourth-years."
Davian nodded.
There were many professors at the academy.
But it seemed that most of them had been assigned to the other grades.
'Good decision.'
It must have been Headmaster Hugo Molton's decision.
The fourth-year students wearing the golden lion emblem on their chests.
The grade to which Davian, Latia, and Bonita belonged.
Stronger than any other grade, or even all the other grades combined.
"Thank you, Professor."
Since they couldn't help but assign a professor, they sent only one, Stella Cloud.
Only one professor had participated.
But the combat power had become much stronger.
The distance to the demons was getting closer and closer.
"Into a defensive formation!"
Following Davian's instructions, the fourth-year students blocked the avenue and stood in a long line.
"We fourth-years will not retreat even a single step from here! Then the other grades will be able to pressure the demons from all sides!"
"Got it!"
"Got it, Davian!"
"Let's do it!"
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