Chapter 389 Disbelief

Disbelief.

It was an insanely weird thing to feel, one that a person would usually experience when they were thoroughly baffled, when they had no idea about just how a particular situation was happening.

Disbelief. This was the exact feeling the Nebulon family youth was currently experiencing. He was thoroughly baffled, having no idea how he ended up in this current situation.

There he was, shocked that the same white haired demon that everyone was trying their hardest to steer clear of was looking at him coldly.

And then, in the next instant, he found himself suspended high up in the air.

The Nebulon youth tried to do what anyone would instinctively do in this situation. He tried to speak, to ask himself just what was happening. But then he found out just how he had ended up in the air.

The entirety of his jaw was shattered as spit and blood poured down from his opened mouth, leaving red streaks in the air as he kept ascending.

It had been a devastating uppercut.

By the time the youth reached the peak of his ascent and started descending downwards, realization struck him, instantly followed by an unimaginable amounts of pain.

But the youth didn't even have the ability nor the time to scream in pain, as just as his body was about to hit the hard desks of the classroom, a devastating kick struck his form.

For a suspended moment, the youth's form hung up in the air, his body leaning forward, the sheer force of the kick bending him at the waist.

Then, with a sudden and explosive release of energy, the youth's form shot backwards through the class at supersonic speeds, his body hitting the sturdy wall of the class with a brutal impact.

The result was as expected; the youth's body splattered against the sturdy wall, every single bone in his body immediately breaking.

Then, each of the students watched as Atticus slowly and brutally pulled off each one of the youth's fingers, immediately incinerating each finger as they were pulled out.

The scream that resounded throughout the room was deafening, as heart breaking as it was piercing.

The youth breathed heavily, tears streaming down his face, and intense amounts of mucus running down his nose.

If anyone had told the other tiered youths in the class that they would ever see a tier one in this state, they would have denied it vehemently. And despite every single one of them thinking that Atticus had gone too far, none of them stepped up.

Atticus finished pulling out the youth's fingers and instantly moved to his toes, eliciting another deafening scream that echoed throughout the class.

After a few seconds, every single one of the youth's fingers had been pulled out, and the Nebulon youth slumped down, his form completely resting on the air holding him up.

Atticus controlled the air and brought the youth downward, towards his height. And just as everyone thought he would finally speak, Atticus's right palm suddenly radiated an intense orange glow, as intense amounts of fire condensed around his palm.

Without hesitation, Atticus suddenly placed his palm on the youth's face, gripping it tightly as the sound of burning flesh immediately filled the room, followed by the youth's intense screams.

Atticus brutally seared the youth's face with fire, removing his hand after a few seconds, leaving a palm-shaped red mark covering the youth's face.

Just as the youth was about to lose consciousness because of the pain, water suddenly enveloped his form, and the students couldn't help but tremble as Atticus healed the youth and started his brutal actions all over again.

After a few minutes, with Atticus having tortured and healed the youth multiple times, the air holding the youth's form abruptly vanished, and he fell down with a huge thud.

Throughout this scene, Atticus hadn't spoken a word.

At this point, apart from Kael, who had his head down on the desk, seemingly not interested in the unfolding events, and Zoey, who watched everything with a smile, the rest of the tier one youths already had their eyes narrowed as they watched.