37 Strangling the Deadlock
The girl known as Saint fluttered her eyelashes and whispered, "You know I come from another world, don't you?"
"Of course," Finn's gaze flickered. To the land of Novalia, people like Owen were indeed from another world. "Could it be that Owen... is also a saint?"
The girl nodded gently, her eyes filled with incredulity. "I used to be in the class next to Owen's. He was always the invisible man, never standing out. But here, he's transformed into the Saint of Dragons."
"Saint of... Dragons?!" Finn struggled to control his voice, barely suppressing a cry of astonishment.
Finn looked towards Owen, his eyes shining with a sudden burst of light.
The Kingdom of Laine was a major human realm, boasting a thousand years of rich heritage. However, compared to some of the ancient advanced races, it was hardly qualified.
Dragons, having not appeared for five thousand years, now walked in human cities. Did this signify something?
As the three of them drew closer, Owen sighed deeply, "What do you want to do?"
He glanced at the large group of students and professors from the academy behind them, feeling overwhelmed.
He never wanted to be this high-profile.
"What are we doing? The second prince is here, and you just ignore him instead of presenting yourself. Don't you have any respect for royalty?" The senior student leading the group immediately accused Owen of disrespect.
Owen's mouth twitched slightly, "Are you bored or something? Playing the hero in front of me, even the prince hasn't said a word."
"You..."
The leader, caught off guard by Owen's retort, turned red in the face.
The surrounding crowd chuckled at the scene.
"The Leaf Society, backed by the angel race in recent years, has been throwing its weight around in school. Looks like they've finally met their match."
"Hahaha, I've always disliked the way the Leaf Society conducts itself. Seeing them get a taste of their own medicine is really satisfying."
"But the Leaf Society isn't so easily fooled. Even their lowest officers are gold-tier, and their executives reach diamond-tier. I've heard there are even master-tier seniors backing them. Owen's arrogance might not end well if things escalate."
"Senior, is the Leaf Society more formidable than the Crimson Society?"
"Absolutely. In the school's three major societies – the Lionheart Society, Leaf Society, and lastly the Crimson Society – the Leaf Society's strength is not to be underestimated."
The leader smirked coldly, "In that case, William of the Leaf Society shall teach this brash fool a lesson on behalf of the second prince!"
"Just trying to show off in front of the prince, eh? Dressing it up in such grand words, how laughable." Owen curled his lips in disdain, paying little heed to William.
"You insolent brat, I'm asserting the prince's authority here! Dare you fight me?"
"Bring it on."
As the two squared off, the crowd buzzed with excited chatter.
"Owen is being too reckless. William is a diamond-tier magus with formidable strength. A freshman like him stands no chance, right?"
"William is just disgusting, picking on a freshman to show off in front of the second prince. His desire to ingratiate himself with the powerful is blatantly obvious and utterly repugnant."
"Right, is this the kind of character the Leaf Society fosters?"
"Despicable!"
At this moment, Finn turned to Kendo and raised an eyebrow, "Principal, shouldn't we intervene?"
Kendo stroked his beard and chuckled, "Letting the prince witness the strength of our students isn't a bad idea. Consider it an impromptu exhibition match. It's just a bit of a spectacle for the prince to witness."
William's sorry state thoroughly enraged the two maguses beside him. Both glared at Owen, no longer restrained, and unleashed powerful magic.
One magus raised his staff, summoning roaring flames that surged like dragons; the other concentrated the power of a storm, creating howling winds and flying debris.
Fire-based advanced magic – Dragon Hunter.
Wind-based advanced magic – Wildstorm.
Two unstoppable forces attacked Owen simultaneously, creating a formidable stranglehold.
Owen sensed the ferocious power of the incoming magic, his expression changing slightly.
The crowd also cried out in shock.
"Damn it, three against one and they even resort to using a magic fusion technique. Isn't that bullying?"
"Senior, what is a magic fusion technique?"
"That's something learned in the fourth year and above, just like what you're seeing now."
"Wind-based magic aiding fire-based magic, elevating a gold-tier Dragon Hunter spell to have the power to even strangle a diamond-tier magus!"
"That strong?"
"Of course, and it gets even more complex."
"Doesn't this mean Owen is doomed?"
"Ah, what a pity. But no matter, Dr. Georgina has life-based magic. As long as one isn't dead, she can bring them back."
Owen's body shone with intense lightning radiance, his gaze firm and decisive.
The power of thunder and lightning converged in his palms, forming a bright sphere.
With a fierce throw, the sphere shot forward like lightning.
Advanced magic – Thunder Frenzy Wave!
The two maguses continued to stimulate their arcanergy. Roaring flames and wild winds intertwined, creating a storm wall that blocked the counterattack of the lightning.
The Thunder Frenzy Wave could not shake the stranglehold of the fire and wind dragon, woven together by the two.
Far from being blocked, the Dragon Hunter, fueled by the storm and the raging waves, became even more frenzied in its assault on Owen.
Owen resisted this powerful onslaught with all his might, sweat beads forming on his forehead, his expression turning grave.
The power of the flame and storm grew more intense, gradually closing in on Owen.
He realized that if he didn't find a breakthrough soon, he would inevitably be defeated by this force.
"We've lost," the girl murmured, "Can't he make it?"
At this critical moment, Owen made a decisive decision without hesitation.
He stopped resisting, and his body was immediately engulfed by flames and storm. The force of thunder and lightning underwent a violent transformation, turning into a shield that tightly embraced him.
Owen stood tall, enduring attacks from all directions with his body!
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