t, clearly out of place among the diverse personalities in this room—butchers, arsonists, death singers, and eyeball collectors.Sander's men looked up at the two of them, but he didn't say anything.No...Chapter 28: Everything is Ready for the Lance

Examiner Felrat, was utterly convinced.

Even without magic cards and most spells, he could still effortlessly handle a Tier 3 Hyberian.

But now.

He, because of the pain all over his body and the anger that had been building in his heart since he was silenced, could not concentrate his mind to respond to Hyberlian at that moment.

And whatever about Huberlyan is no longer important.

Ferrat only knew, today's exam no matter what the result is, if he didn't kill Ranch, he wouldn't be able to sleep well this month!

Far away.

After realizing that all of examiner Ferlatte's hatred had been directed at him, Lance immediately started to run away.

And he still remembered to continue taking out the error treatment cards that hadn't been put into a cooling state and gave them to Ferlat.

continue to torture.

Even if Ferrat could not speak at this moment, in this moment of such intense emotion, so raw and pure that every word would be reduced to an expression, anyone could read his most genuine thoughts from his face.

If I don't kill you today, I'll be ashamed to call myself a human being!

Ferrarai, after a moment of stunned silence, sped off like a comet, accelerating with reckless abandon and whipping up a whirlwind as he raced towards Lynch!

"Don't even think about going near him!"

Huberlian was as agile as a shadow, blending almost seamlessly into the grasslands. Only her eyes remained visible, cold and piercing like a scorpion's, fixated on Ferat.

Lanche's instructions were to keep Ferat occupied as long as possible, without getting herself killed.

In the current state of affairs, Ferat, heavily disrupted by the Ranchi, is no longer a major threat to the Hublians.

The longer this drags on, the more Ferlat will be drawn into the chaotic rhythm.

The scorpion dagger glowed coldly under the dark clouds, like a reaper in the cold night.

On this expanse of the Iliven plains, Examiner Feralt engaged in a dramatic chase with Huberlian.

……

In the council chamber of the Sage's Academy.

But how could he win

Seeing Lanchi's magic cards come out, a teacher couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in question.

Although the current situation has been temporarily stalled.

But it obviously won't last long.

Huppercia is doing everything she can to prevent Ferrat from getting close to Lanci.

And Lan Chi also started to run and cast spells, using his long reach ability to continue tormenting Ferrara as much as possible.

Kefera can make countless mistakes, while Hubleyan and Lance can only afford one mistake each.

Even without error, the distance between Ferrat, who had previously cast a continuous wind magic spell, and Lanche was still closing at an unstoppable rate.

They absolutely couldn't just drag it out for a full 30 minutes.

As long as Ranche is eliminated by Ferratte, without the silencing and mental disruption, Huberlian will also collapse instantly.

After using a plethora of healing spells, Lance revealed that he wasn't a counter-strike type mage.

"Ferrat could kill him without hesitation."

Teachers familiar with Ferrat naturally understand why Ferrat did not prioritize attacking the card-unknown Lance at first.

Now, according to Ranch's total rank, he can only bring cards with a combined rank of 20.

He has used a total of 16 healing spells so far.

More than all teachers expected.

Of the remaining 4 cards, there is only a Level 2 【Friendly Exchange】 card. The rest of the card slots are not enough to form a strong counter-attack system.

They couldn't win, they couldn't stop Ferrat's advance.

Witnessing Huberly's repeated, strained attempts to hold back on the screen, Ferrara resolutely moved forward. The teachers in the conference room knew that after this prolonged struggle, today's entrance exam was nearing its end.

Unless there are any more cards left in Ranch's last position.

"That's unlikely."

If he could change the tide of battle, he would have used it already.

It's still unclear where Lance will be positioned.

But.

Any teacher present knows that even a first or second-order magic card, no matter how powerful and with stringent activation conditions, could never defeat a fifth-order Ferrate's attack in one go.

The metallic clang in the painting once again drew the attention of the teachers who were discussing it.

They all gazed upon the battlefield, awaiting its imminent conclusion.

On the prairie, a Huberlian chased after Ferlat. A flying knife aimed at Ferlat's head was suddenly deflected by the magic shield.

Her eyes showed a flicker of astonishment, but it quickly returned to indifference. She moved through the grass like a cunning venomous creature, shifting and changing in an instant.

Just a few more throws and the shield will be broken.

And Ferat's now-limited spells all have cooldowns, meaning he'll soon be forced to face her threat directly.

However.

As she was retracting her weapon, Feral suddenly stopped mid-motion.

Even though Feralt didn't look back, the Huberlyans pursuing him felt a magical sense of being locked onto.

Huberly felt a chill creep up from her bones as she was held captive like this.

Feral seems to have noticed in previous battles that when she retracts her weapons, she exposes a slight vulnerability.

But at this moment, Feralt perhaps wasn't making that judgment rationally, but rather seizing the best opportunity to defeat Huberlian in a fit of rage with his battle instincts.

Before Huberlian could react, wind magic erupted from Ferrat like a blade, sweeping Huberlian off his feet.

It was merely a first-order, small wind magic spell. Yet, under Feralt's enraged state, it erupted with power that Hyberlan couldn't resist!

The next moment, Ferrat dashed madly in the direction of Lanche again!

"Damn it!"

Huberly, after falling to the ground and struggling to her feet, gritted her teeth and chased Ferrat.

During their previous struggles, Ferrat had already gotten much closer to Lanche.

In this situation, even if she tries her hardest to catch up now, it probably won't help.

A second-order nanny, under the attack of a fifth-order mage, would be reduced to ashes in less than two moves.

Despite placing all his bets on Ranch, according to his tactics.

Since things have come to this, she could hardly accept the imminent collapse.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, the air pressure growing heavier with each passing moment. Distant thunder rumbled like the wrath of a god, echoing ceaselessly across the plains.

Ranch watched the unstoppable Ferrari approach him.

I estimate I'm about to enter Ferret's range for small spells.

Lance slowed to a stop, he was no longer running.

First of all, it's unavoidable.

Next.

All preparations are complete.

Lan Qi lowered his head calmly, looking at the magic card that appeared in his palm.

This is a magic card he made with Talia, using the heirloom ancient artifact [Psalm of Compassion].

Almost the entire process of card making was done by Tallia herself, with him assisting her.

Only the step of drawing and giving form to the summoned creature was his specialty.

> Not only did this final card exceed Lance's expectations, but it also surprised Talia herself, the main card maker.

He knew this was the last card for today's exam.

(The End)

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