Chapter 314 Mad Men
?Another deafening scream joined the chorus as the youth's form suddenly erupted in a blaze.
Just like the youth before, he instantly tried to use mana, but it was completely to no avail. The flames were still scorching and were ravaging his form without pity.
Once again, Atticus moved.
His form slowly and deliberately approached another one of the assailants trying to crawl away on the floor.
Their limbs were completely unusable, and despite the fact that some of them were advanced+ rank, their passive healing abilities weren't nearly enough to heal an injury this severe.
Their unusable limbs made their attempts at crawling away seem like a bunch of fish trying to move on land, pathetic.
As Atticus controlled the air to wrap around the form of the youth, the youth rapidly started speaking before he was even turned around,
"W-wait! I'll tell you! T-the one who sent us is-" the youth couldn't even finish speaking before his artifact suddenly lit up.
Instantly, he let out a vibrating scream as tendrils of golden lightning snaked around his form, shocking him intensely.
Atticus watched with raised eyebrows as the youth trembled and convulsed on the ground in response to the electric shock.
'It's the artifact's doing so it obviously can't be a mana contract,' Atticus pondered.
He had experienced first-hand how a mana contract reacted any time a person was about to break the words specified in the contract.
He remembered vividly what happened to Helodor back at the Raven camp when he had questioned him.
Given the fact that it was the artifact enforcing the punishment, Atticus was reminded of the contract feature the Raven camp had introduced.
'An upgraded version then?' Atticus surmised.
He could clearly recall that that feature didn't have any physical punishment should one try to break the contract. But this current situation was obviously different.
Despite the fact that they had broken the contract because of him, Atticus still believed that he wasn't the one giving them the lesson.
He would rather they suffer directly from his hand.
Atticus was the type that didn't tolerate nonsense no matter the circumstances, and if any individual was foolish enough to show him that nonsense, Atticus would make sure that they all regretted their actions.
Each of the students watching the scene was gazing at him, curious to see what would happen next, and were shocked beyond belief to see him burning the shocking figures of the youth.
Wasn't that too cruel!
"Mad men,"
One of them couldn't help but mutter and gulp loudly as Atticus started walking away from the scene with a neutral gaze as though the entire event that just occurred had absolutely nothing to do with him.
Many of them had a huge wake-up call today.
'Mad men,' those two words were what many in the human domain, the masses, and even the higher classes alike knew the Ravenstein has.
The bunch of white-haired individuals were crazy, and everyone simply got reminded of that fact today.
The students gathered in the hall watching the scene weren't dumb.
Even though the faces of the assailants had been burnt scalding red, many of the observers had still been able to recognize some of the assailants currently screaming and burning on the floor.
They were all third years. Each of them had a significant amount of influence in the third year.
Only a certain number of students in the third year were able to get to the advanced+ rank, and these individuals were known as geniuses in the year.
And who amongst them didn't watch the fight between Atticus and Kael?
They knew well enough that Atticus was a first year. And yet, Atticus had flawlessly beaten the living daylights out of them as though it were nothing.
Each of the 2nd and 3rd years present all sucked in a cold breath.
Didn't that mean that he could easily defeat them too?
They all gulped.