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However, she was not the most shocked person at that moment.
Lucas stood rooted to the spot, watching Luo Xiu slowly approach him. His long, horse-like face contorted with fear and trembling as if he had seen a ghost.
"How is this possible?! How could this be?!"
"Impossible, impossible."
"I don't believe it!!!"
Chapter 208 The Final Battle
"I do not believe!"
Lucas's aged face was twisted and ferocious, but it did not pose any threat to the people around him, and no one uttered a word to refute him.
Everyone knew what was going to happen next, and to Lucas at that moment, the others only felt as if they were watching a pathetic clown.
Basil's eyes gleamed with pleasure, but he didn't utter a word of mockery.
When dealing with a terminally ill elderly person who is about to pass away, no matter how hateful or how much they shout, the best way to respond is to look at them with pity.
This will only make him angrier.
This is how Lucas was at that moment.
He felt the gazes of those around him, and his rage intensified, like a mad old lion:
"You all believe him? You believe that this young lad and Shek stopped the demon bats? You believe he defeated Hermes?!"
"You're insane! You're all completely insane!!"
Lucas was trembling all over, it was hard to tell whether it was from anger or fear.
Luo Xiu didn't speak, but simply pointed at Lucas and cast a Weakness spell.
Lucas shivered violently, as if a chilling aura had entered his body, instantly leaving him listless and feeling deeply exhausted, both physically and mentally.
Beside him, the towering forbidden pillar immediately dimmed, unable to withstand the erosion of time by the [Four Seasons], and vanished into dark purple fragments at a visible speed.
"..."
"..."
Silence filled the air; no further words were needed. Luo Xiu's actions proved everything once again.
He can defeat the mushroom monster and destroy the forbidden spell pillar, so he can certainly do what he says.
Lucas raised his heavy neck and looked up at the sky above the outskirts of Kanriel.
The area, which was originally teeming with swarms of demonic bats and shrouded in darkness, is now beginning to fade. Amidst the spray of blood, the chaotic and cacophonous screams of the demonic bats can be faintly discerned.
Above the swarm of demonic bats, the long-awaited sunlight struggled to stream down through the gaps, seemingly taking shape in the reflection of the blood-red aura.
The swarm of demonic bats was about to be defeated; the fifth-tier demonic bats really hadn't shown up. Lucas gave a bitter laugh, accepting the fact.
In an instant, he seemed to have aged decades. His once slightly hunched figure was now almost touching the ground, his white beard trembled slightly, and wrinkles appeared.
When his long-held ambitions and "ideals" had all faded away, the old man lost his last support and began to show signs of aging.
Only at this moment would those around him remember that the old man in front of him was the oldest fifth-tier in Kanriel. His domineering and unyielding nature had made the others who worked with him subconsciously overlook his age.
Just like Hermes back then.
"Damn it, we can't even win this."
He cursed with all his might, then coughed violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
The forbidden pillar beside him was now teetering on the brink of collapse, its entire structure broken, and Lucas was suffering a severe backlash.
When the forbidden pillar completely collapses, that will be the moment his life comes to an end.
Tata and Vivian looked at him, but neither of them said a word.
Tata had nothing to say. He couldn't understand or forgive this guy who sold out the lives of everyone in the city to the monsters for the sake of victory.
Vivian didn't know what to say. The terrible thing about time is that it always leaves something behind. She undoubtedly resented Lucas, but the memories of the past decades brought a hint of pity to her eyes.
It was this sliver of pity that reignited Lucas's anger. He looked up, his body trembling, sweat soaking his long, gray hair and beard, his sunken eyes filled with resentment.
"Vivian, that look in your eyes again. That's why I hate you, you damn hypocrite."
"It's disgusting. You won, you won again, you always win, but what does that look in your eyes mean? Are you pitying me? Do I need your pity?!"
“I! Lucas Rurik Balanz! One of the greatest sorcerers of the Spellcasting Academy in the last fifty years, the most talented genius in the Rurik Balanz family in hundreds of years, the champion of the 465th Adventurer's Academy Tournament, the 51st Dean of the Spellcasting Academy, do I need your pity?!”
Beside him, the towering pillar of forbidden magic was now reduced to a short section, just like Lucas's life, like the last flickering candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and the dark blue cursed symbols on his skin were now festering and rotting, yet he still roared at Vivian relentlessly, as if to unleash all the pent-up resentment he had suppressed for so many years:
"You didn't win this time! If it weren't for Tata, no, if it weren't for that brat, how could you have won!"
"I gambled everything, but in the end I lost to an accident, an... accident..."
His voice began to weaken, and in the last moments of his life, he finally shifted his gaze from Vivian to Luo Xiu.
Something seemed to flicker in his eyes—was it regret, resentment, or unwillingness to accept defeat?
In the end, he died, dissipating along with the forbidden spell pillar beside him, turning into a pile of elusive ashes in the air.
Luo Xiu watched this scene, and just as he heard the hateful yet pathetic old man rattle off a string of names, he seemed to vaguely recall something someone had said:
"That's just how the world is, with its ebb and flow, Mr. White."
"Every day, people are forgotten, because new geniuses and heroes are born every day. Even those who were famous in their lifetime cannot escape the passage of time."
Who said that?
Luo Xiu thought for a while, but couldn't remember anything at all. There was only a blurry figure in his memory, shaking his head and sighing, but he couldn't make it clear.
This doesn't seem right. With his current memory, he should be able to remember everything that happened.
He felt as if that part of his memory had been dug out, and he couldn't recall it no matter how hard he tried.
As he delved deeper into his thoughts, a sharp headache struck, seemingly trying to stop him from digging any further.
The pain penetrated deep into his body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. He instinctively tried to stop thinking, but couldn't; his mind was almost lost in an endless vortex.
Not enough; the mental resilience is insufficient.
His last shred of consciousness reminded him.
Add more, add more!
The leader of the demon bats got 500 points, the mushroom monster got 250 points, and Leila killed demon bats and mushroom monsters during this period, totaling 1755 points. She started to add points to her mental resistance.
Finally, when he reached a certain number of points, Luo Xiu's mind suddenly relaxed, and he finally broke free from the endless vortex.
He was panting heavily, his blond hair completely soaked with cold sweat and plastered to his scalp.
"what happened?"
Tata looked at him with concern.
"It's okay, I'm fine, teacher."
Luo Xiu waved his hand. He couldn't think about this anymore, let alone say it. If he lost his way again, he wasn't sure if he could get out of it.
He had a premonition that he would need at least a sixth-level mental resistance to access this missing piece of memory.
Sixth Order...
He looked at his control panel.
Name: Luo Xiu
【Strength: 4161/6000】
[Agility: 3100/6000]
【Physique: 3700/6000】
[Magic power: 2000/6000]
[Mental Resistance: 3000/6000]
[Points available: 755]
【技能：中级治愈术 LV.1（0/500）扬尘 LV. 2（0/10）审视 LV.3（0/100）奴役 LV.4（0/200）虚弱术 LV.5（0/300）点物 LV.0 (0/1)】
[Highest points: 6]
【LV.0 Supreme Body (1/10)】
Leila also killed all the Tier 3 Mushroom Monsters, gaining another 1 Supreme Point.
Furthermore, the demon bats and mushroom monsters haven't been completely killed yet, so there should still be a small amount of points to be gained. Luo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief; the sixth rank didn't seem to be far away.
He raised his head, glanced at the expressions of the three fifth-tier beings around him, and, seemingly having many questions he wanted to ask, quickly spoke first:
"Teacher, His Excellency Shek..."
……
In a dark room, Nika, wearing a white dress, huddled in a corner with her legs drawn up and her eyes closed.
She didn't know why she had left the Knights and come to this room; it was as if she had been in a very long dream.
In her dream, someone told her she should come here.
The person whispered to her that she had done well and had completed what she was supposed to do.
"So, where is he...?"
She spoke with her eyes closed and an uneasy expression.
This dream seems to have happened a thousand times before, but the outcome is always the same.
After repeating the same mistakes time and time again, she almost gave up, but she had promised that person, and it was a decision she made herself.
Gradually, she calmed down, as if she were gradually understanding everything in her dream...
……
The breeze blows.
It's sunny.