Over the past few months at Luminara Magic Academy, Allen had done nothing else. During his free time, he spent hours in the Arcane Library poring over ancient tomes.

  On the surface, it seemed as though he was casually flipping through the books, but in reality, he had already mastered nearly half of the advanced spells in the library to perfection.

  Now, nearly half of the Arcane Library's advanced spells poured down like a torrential downpour.

  Not only the four Ninth-tier Senior Mages, even the Archmage struggled under this overwhelming barrage of magic, forced to scramble to defend themselves.

  On the viewing platform, everyone staring at the crystal mirrors were stunned into silence as they watched the explosion of spells. The previously noisy arena instantly fell quiet.

  Everyone gaped in shock. They had never seen anyone fight like this before.

  A single person, relying solely on his own strength, projected the force of an entire army.

  After a brief few minutes of silence, the crowd suddenly erupted into cheers, shouts, and applause that lasted for a long time.

  "Allen! Hit him! Hit him hard!"

  "Show them what happens when they get arrogant! Show them what happens when they bully others!"

  "So Allen wasn't even using his full strength before! When he fought the others, he was holding back completely."

  "Yeah, when he faced Spencer and Grayson, I thought his strength was only average. I never imagined this is what full power looks like. Terrifying!"

  Unlike the crowd's excitement, Berton had already risen from his chair when he first witnessed the terrifying speed at which Allen absorbed magic.

  Berton stared at the crystal mirrors."At least a hundred times. His magical power is at least a hundred times that of an ordinary person. This is unprecedented!"

  One nobleman could not help but exclaim,"His rate of consuming magic is slower than the speed at which he absorbs the surrounding magic. He does not need to worry about running out of power at all."

  Several nobles murmured in astonishment. If they could recruit such a genius into their families, their houses would surely reach their peak of influence.

  Yet they also knew that such a genius was far beyond their reach. With Berton present, Allen was destined to remain the core of Luminara Magic Academy.

  In the next moment, the spells around Allen poured down again, even more numerous than before, and with even greater destructive power.

  Previously, when Allen fought others, he had already cast many spells. Yet the number and power of spells he was using now were on an entirely different level.

  The battlefield was engulfed in smoke and dust, stones flying in every direction, and terrifying magical waves continued to sweep across the area.

  Allen hovered high in the sky, continuously swinging his arms. One advanced spell after another rained down on Ryder and the others below, without the slightest sign of stopping.

  Ryder and the others, as well as Marius, who tried to rise but could not, were already frozen in place.

  Before they could fully block one spell, another came crashing down immediately after, giving them no time to breathe.

  Even though they possessed the magical power level of Ninth-tier Senior Mages, they still could not withstand Allen's relentless bombardment.

  "Ebel, aren't you going to act?"

  "If this continues, we will die right here."

  Ebel first dragged the severely injured Marius to a safe area in the rear, then hurried back to his companions.

  He looked at his four comrades, exhausted from dodging spell after spell, their clothes tattered and bodies battered.

  Could this really be done by a mere Fifth-tier Senior Mage?

  Ebel's gaze shifted to Hart, who was also gravely injured nearby.

  This was terrifying. It showed that Allen's control over magic had reached an inconceivable level.

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  The number of spells he cast was massive, yet each was executed with perfect precision. Not a single spell was wasted, and no innocent bystander was harmed.

  Every spell was under his complete control. Amid the chaos, there was perfect order.

  Each spell struck precisely around them, suppressing them while deliberately avoiding the Hart siblings. Even as an Archmage, Ebel admitted that he might not be able to achieve such control.

  Ebel exhaled slowly and fixed his gaze on Allen, hovering in midair. He had to act. Otherwise, the four Ninth-tier Senior Mages led by Ryder would never be able to stop Allen.

  "Ebel, we cannot hold him!" Ryder's voice came again.

  "Interrupt his spellcasting! Stop him now!"

  Everyone was on the verge of tears. If this endless bombardment continued, even if the spells did not kill them, they would be completely exhausted and collapse from fatigue.

  Ebel no longer hesitated. A ruthless glint appeared in his eyes.

  He drew the long sword from his back, and as it left its sheath, a sharp hum echoed.

  Ebel swung the sword, cutting through the torrents of spells falling from the sky, unleashing a massive wave of sword energy.

  The sword energy carved out a wide path, instantly shattering all incoming advanced spells.

  Using the opening created by the sword energy, Ebel leaped into the air and charged straight at Allen, hovering above.

  "Allen, stop now!"

  "I am here! No matter how many advanced spells you cast, they are useless!"

  In an instant, Ebel closed the distance to Allen, the tip of his long sword aimed directly at Allen's chest. The gap between them grew ever smaller.

  Seeing this, the crowd on the viewing platform could not help but gasp.

  "This is it. Ebel is an Archmage."

  "No matter how terrifying Allen is, Ebel is a full rank above him. He cannot overcome that."

  The hope that had just sparked among the spectators vanished. They had assumed Allen would completely crush Marius and his companions, teaching them a proper lesson.

  But Ebel's intervention shattered that expectation. With Ebel present, Allen had no chance of victory.

  Just as the crowd sighed, believing Allen was doomed, the battlefield shifted dramatically.

  The storm of advanced spells suddenly froze in midair and quickly dissipated, vanishing completely in an instant.

  Ryder and the others below finally had a chance to catch their breath. They collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air.

  Seeing Allen voluntarily stop the spell barrage, a look of contempt appeared on Ebel's face.

  It seemed Allen knew he was outmatched, intending to surrender and beg for mercy.

  But before Ebel's sword could reach Allen, he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure, terrifying to the extreme, descending from above.

  Ebel's body froze instantly as he looked up at Allen.

  Allen's face carried a faint smile, his expression calm and indifferent, as he slowly raised both hands.

  Ebel froze completely when he saw the strange hand seal."It is a master level spell. It is the Flame Curtain Seal!"

  Impossible. Ebel could not believe it. Allen was only a Fifth-tier Senior Mage, yet he was able to cast a master level spell, something only Archmages or higher could control.

  But the terrifying magical fluctuations emanating from the hand seal left him no choice but to believe it.

  He dared not take the slightest chance, nor show any carelessness. He could only defend with all his strength.

  Ebel quickly gathered his sword, holding it in front of him. He knew full well the power of a master level spell.

  The magical energy converged frantically toward Allen's hands. The strange Flame Curtain Seal glowed brighter and brighter, the waves of magical power becoming increasingly terrifying.

  In the next moment, the amassed energy transformed into an overwhelming, unstoppable force that slammed violently toward Ebel.

  Allen spoke slowly:"Prostrate yourself!"

  Ebel did not even have time to scream before he was violently thrown to the ground.

  Dust and debris rose into the air, stones flew in all directions, the impact deafening, and the entire rocky battlefield trembled slightly.

  In an instant, the dust cleared, revealing a terrifying pit several meters wide and impossibly deep.

  At the center lay Ebel, battered and bleeding heavily from the mouth, his body covered in injuries.

  He struggled to prop himself up with his sword, trying desperately to stand, but every attempt failed. His body went limp, collapsing back into the bottom of the pit.

  He had taken the full force of a master level spell with his body.

  Allen slowly descended, walking to the edge of the pit. He looked down at the battered Ebel and asked,"Ebel, are you still going to fight?"

  Ebel let out a bitter laugh, slowly releasing his sword, and collapsed powerless at the bottom of the pit."Allen, do as you wish. I will not stop you anymore."

  He understood perfectly that he was no match for Allen. Even as a Fifth-tier Senior Mage, Allen possessed the strength to crush him completely.

  Allen smiled faintly and said nothing more. He turned and walked slowly toward Marius.

  This time, no one dared to stand in his way. Ryder and the others instinctively stepped back.

  They had witnessed Allen's terrifying combat ability and only wanted to stay as far away as possible to preserve their own lives.

  Marius had long since lost his earlier arrogance and pride. Seeing Ebel crushed in a single blow made him realize for the first time the kind of person he had provoked.

  "Do not come near me!" Marius curled up on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

  His eyes were full of fear as he backed away, crying hysterically,"I was wrong! I will never do it again! Please spare me! I beg you!"

  But it was useless. Allen continued to advance, step by step.

  As Allen drew closer, Marius's terror intensified.

  Allen stopped in front of him, looking down with authority."Where is Kaelor?"

  Marius shook his head in panic."I do not know! I truly do not know where Kaelor is!"

  "Allen, I really do not know. Please believe me. Please spare me!"

  Allen said,"When you mocked me as Max-Level Trash and bullied my friends, you did not have this attitude."

  "Just because…"

  Marius's words were cut short as Allen's foot slammed into him with brutal force.

  "Ah! Ah!"

  The piercing screams echoed across the entire resource battlefield.

  Allen showed no mercy, kicking again and again, pounding Marius until he was covered in injuries, left with barely a breath, collapsed on the ground, unable to cry or tremble any longer.

  Only then did Allen stop, satisfied, retracting his foot.

  Not a single person, not even Ryder, dared step forward to stop him or speak a word of plea.

  At this moment, they finally understood. Allen was not here for resources. This was a purely personal revenge.