Chapter 1317 Recall

Hall of Aspire of the Magus Academy.

A distortion could be seen forming in the fabric of space, at which point a conspicuous tear was created through which a female figure walked out. The moment her feet hit the ground, her hand that was dragging a dark-skinned man jerked, throwing the helpless figure to the ground.

Despite the grunt of pain he let out when his body hit the ground hard, the man still stared at the woman's figure, staring at her with a sharp gaze.

"Zenonia… you… will pay... for… this…"

"Just shut up and die!"

Hearing those words, the female figure made a slight gesture with her hand in, and in that instant, the body of the grievously injured Magister Griffith was slammed to the ground by gravity force.

"Arrrghhhhh!"

It didn't stop there as his body began to be crushed, from bones to organs, until everything turned into a ghastly pulp of flesh and blood with broken bones sticking out.

Immediately after, a bright sparkling light taking a humanoid form emerged from the mangled mess that was once Magister Griffith. It was the spirit soul form of the grand magus that appeared.

However, just as Zenonia stretched her hand and was about to capture it, the spirit soul suddenly jolted out a burst of lightning so powerful it burnt her stretched arm, before shooting out of the hall like lightning.

Zenonia watched as the light went further away, yet she didn't seem to have the intention to give chase. A small smile made its way to her lips as she muttered in a low tone. "Huh, still have a hidden card, don't you?"

A group of cloaked figures appeared beside her, staring at the direction where Magister Griffith's spirit soul had gone.

"Elder, should I chase after it?" one of the four people asked in a respectful tone.

A thoughtful look appeared on her face before she shook her head.

"No, it's not necessary. We are already behind schedule."

After saying those words, Zenonia hovered to the platform above the Hall of Inspire, the highest peak of the Magus Academy.

There existed a dark room with multiple huge windows that gave out a view of nearly the entirety of the massive academy.

She made her way towards an artifact in that room, a large blue crystal that was attached to a console that had a metal pole reaching high into the sky.

This was one of the most important devices the Magus Academy possessed. A controller for all the messages that came through, as well as a teleportation hub for all the people who had connection to the academy, acolytes, and instructors more precisely.

Right away, one of the cloaked magus headed for the console. He started fiddling with it, and moments later, he announced the result of his work.

"Elder, the key has been activated!"

"Good, proceed with the plan!" responded Zenonia.

"Understand, Elder! There are 7,859 individuals selected in total of the batch. to activate all of them with the exchange system will take a while."

Those words didn't seem to affect her as she calmly asked, "How long?"

"At its current rate of 30 individuals per 10 seconds, that's 43 minutes until everything is done."

She nodded her head at that. "Alright, tell the other side to prepare."

A response quickly came from the other cloaked magus.

"Yes, they are ready; they are very impatient."

"Good; start with the ones at the center of the arena."

After saying these words, Zenonia touched the blue crystal artifact and it finally started to glow.

[Recall has been activated]

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At the same time, one by one the top 100 acolytes who were standing at the center of the arena suddenly received a notification in their minds.

[5 minutes until recall]

Amongst the majority of those who showed confusion by the unexpected notification, the ones who stood with their weapons drawn at the front of the row had completely different expressions for a variety of reasons.

"We need to stop him! Now!"

The one who showed the most agitation among these people was Olivier, as he knew and had seen what would happen when the five minute countdown managed to reach zero. His body unconsciously shuddered as he remembered what he saw and experienced in the time dilation.

Without the slightest hesitation in his actions, he brought out his trump card, unleashing [Temporal Swift] in hopes it would be able to restrain the being that had taken over the monk's body.

Meanwhile, Zach rose to his feet with a guttural roar. He threw a glance at Eeshoo for a second due to the attack he received from the latter, but he turned away and swung his sword once again as he entered the area affected by Olivier's skill to engage the monster together with the Sword Saint.

On the other hand, Klea, who had descended from the sky, quickly approached Grand Magus Yvere and explained the whole situation to the elderly man, who was still in confusion about what had happened just now.

"Elder, the enemy has taken over the teleportation device at the Hall of Aspire. They are using the Headmaster Staff to commence an attack on the academy."

As soon as she finished the sentence, she was surprised by a deafening sound through the air.

BAAAAAAMMMMM!!!

Both Zach and Olivier were blasted away by the punch that the possessed Mahinder threw. In just a matter of seconds, the two geniuses were defeated by the Monk in a crushing manner that left both of them heavily injured on the ground.

Now knowing the dire situation, Grand Magus Yvere quickly brought out his weapon of choice. It was also a staff like the one entrusted to him, but his was in the form of a piece of pristine white wood.

The moment he finished casting his spell, white roots burst out from the arena floor and quickly entangled Mahinder's four limbs, starting from his feet. There were also some who crept over his body to try and snatch the Headmaster's Staff back.

All this was done through one of his hands only, as he utilized his other hand to cast a healing spell for the two acolytes. His eyes, on the other hand, were fixed on the entangled figure of Mahinder Nieves.

"Stop what you're doing right now!" Yvere shouted, as the white roots tightened their restraints.

The response he received from the Monk, who was currently engulfed with blazing spirit energy, however, was a wicked laugh that sent chills down the spine.

"Hahahha! Who are you to tell me to stop!? I have been preparing for this for years, no!" A fiendish smile appeared on his face. "All of you will witness as your proud academy falls!"

"Who are you?!"

The entity within Mahinder turned his eyes to the grand magus, and with a smile he said, "You all shall remember my name, for it is I who will rule this realm. I am Ashcroft, son of Fingon, Prince of Silmarillion High elf.

Hearing this, not only Grand Magus Yvere but all the figures at the VIP area showed looks of disbelief on their faces. The one who stood in front of them was a spirit soul of a famous high elf royalty, one at the supreme magus stage.

At this moment, dozens of magus enforcers dashed into the arena to help the elderly grand magus fight the Monk. The reinforcement not only that, as Grand Magus Api of the Fire Institute, Grand Magus Obrien of the Earth Institute, and Grand Magus Ororo of the Lightning Institute joined the fray.

"All acolytes move back!"

It was a four grand magus versus one possessed young acolyte, knowing it would be a dangerous clash; beside the top 8 joining the fight before, all the other top 100 acolytes started to back away behind the line of Magus Enforcers.