"Anyway, as long as we are not dead, there is still hope," Isabella said softly, her voice tinged with resolve.
Cecilia fell silent for a moment, then laughed heartily, "It's just me and my brother left in my family. I don't care about anything else. If I have to die, I want to die with him."
"But to have met you before dying, that is actually my luck," she added.
John frowned slightly hearing the women speak in such a somber tone.
"Why speak of such gloomy things now?"
It wasn't the final moment yet; there was no need for despair.
Meanwhile, John closed his eyes and keenly sensed the power of control that Principal Sophia had given him.
He had a feeling that Principal Sophia had given him only 50% not because she was reluctant but because that was all she could give...
This was the limit of what Principal Sophia could grant him; the other 50% of the power of control was no longer in her hands.
The power of control meant dominion over the entire secret realm!
He could now almost feel that he could control the life and death of the creatures within the secret realm at will.
With just a thought, the Treemonkey King could drop dead on the spot!
This power of control was overwhelmingly strong...
it was as if he embodied the natural law of this world, the rule of this realm!
As long as he was in this world, no matter how powerful the monster or creature, they could not escape the power of control!
John extended his hand, rotating a fragment that shimmered with a light not bright but rather dim.
It flickered like a distant star, yet he could feel another force contesting this piece of the power of control.
John always felt that if the other party obtained this 50% of the power of control, it would definitely spell trouble.
...
Outside, Principal Sophia once again spat out a mouthful of blood, and everyone saw everything on the silver mirror.
The souls of the two teachers, upon entering the secret realm, did not dissipate but instead became transcendent-tier powerhouses under the sacrifice of the dead monsters.
It's noteworthy that these teachers were merely emerald-tier powerhouses outside.
But now, after entering, they had risen an entire tier! They were transcendent-tier powerhouses, equivalent to deans in the outside world!
The children were at most gold-tier, which is four tiers below them!
With just a flick of their fingers, these teachers could crush the children!
At this moment, everyone's hearts couldn't help but panic; they didn't know what to do and could only look to Principal Sophia.
Principal Sophia had already sustained internal injuries and now, having transferred half of her power of control to John, had completely relaxed.
"I am powerless to do anything further."
Principal Sophia's voice carried a trace of weakness, but her eyes were firmly fixed on the silver mirror before her.
They were so close to becoming the most loyal servants of the dark god together.
Why?! Why indeed?
"Because the dark god only needs one loyal servant, and that's me! By absorbing your power, I can become a semigod-tier powerhouse, better able to control the power of control over this secret realm!" Alastair declared.
"I can offer all those students to our lord, I can make this secret realm wholly belong to the dark god!"
"This secret realm will become the most beautiful garden for our lord! I am the most faithful servant!"
A flicker of madness sparked in Alastair's eyes.
He was already frantically drawing power from Gideon, his own strength skyrocketing.
Advancing beyond emerald-tier was akin to climbing to heaven—each tier required a vast sea of experience.
They had only reached the transcendent-tier this time because of the power of the magic array.
But now it was different!
Now with this dagger, he could fully absorb all the abilities of this man.
Gideon watched his own blood spraying continuously towards Alastair, his eyes widening in horror.
Alastair began to feel incredibly comfortable all over.
He adored this sensation, as if energy was about to burst forth.
He loved feeling completely filled with energy; it was exhilarating!
He wished for even more, much more.
Enough to completely immerse himself in this illusory pleasure.
Even if all the power ultimately had to be offered up to the dark god, at least he had once possessed it.
And surely, the power of a semigod-tier would make the dark god even happier!
By then, he would be the only servant, destined to reign supreme alongside the dark god!
Someone like Principal Sophia would be insignificant in the presence of the dark god!
Once all the power was absorbed, the corners of Alastair's mouth curled up slightly.
He casually cast a simple fireball spell.
Boom!
A tremendous explosion thundered, deafening to the ears.
The fireball hit the ground, and the resulting shockwave flattened a 500-meter radius of forest.
Every living creature instantly turned to ash.
Observers involuntarily gasped at the scene.
A semigod-tier powerhouse... so terrifying!