“Although I don’t understand why you’re looking for that evil god, you should know exactly what crimes it has committed.”

"Having slaughtered half the world's lives, the world can never tolerate its continued existence."

"You want to find it? Ha, I'm afraid you'll have to go back a thousand years."

...

After receiving this answer, Viktor calmly left the mage tower.

Rachel sat in the dean's chair, gazing at Viktor's receding figure through the natural bird in front of him.

He stood with his hands in his pockets, expressionless, his steps steady, as he walked out of the academy.

Watching Viktor's retreating figure, Rachel couldn't help but sense a faint sense of loneliness and helplessness emanating from him.

However, as Viktor's figure receded into the distance, Rachel finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His aged body slowly relaxed, leaning back in the chair, his whole body at ease.

But his heart was still beating faster than usual.

The lingering fear and unease of surviving such a close call were ultimately deeply etched into his heart.

After watching Viktor walk a long way away, Rachel spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Is it really okay to just let him go like this?"

Rachel's brow was furrowed, and his face was full of worry.

Originally, he was also one of the members of the Mage Council who supported inviting Victor to join.

After all, both he and Viktor were Imperial citizens, and Viktor possessed exceptional talent and reputation within the Empire.

He even considered proposing to parliament that Victor be given a seat as a member of parliament.

Especially considering that some members of parliament are either slacking off or sleeping, it would be a good opportunity to free up their seats.

But after meeting Viktor today, Rachel immediately dismissed the idea.

Indeed, Viktor's achievement of reaching the level of a fifth-tier mage at the age of twenty-nine deeply impressed Viktor.

However, the Mage Council recruits based on more than just talent.

The most important thing is character and temperament.

Indeed, Victor had never done anything heinous, and his reputation within the Empire was excellent.

Generous and polite.

He was a nobleman who was more gentlemanly than anyone else.

But after witnessing it with his own eyes today, Rachel sensed an indiscriminate indifference emanating from Viktor.

It's like treating everyone equally but looking down on them all.

This indifference is not merely an emotional neglect.

Rather, in Viktor's eyes, everyone else was not a life, but merely a pebble on the roadside.

It's not worth mentioning.

Rachel could sense that at that time, Viktor truly had no psychological burden and was prepared to raze the entire academy to the ground.

Even if it affects tens of thousands of innocent students, and could even threaten more residents outside the college,

He didn't seem to feel any regret or guilt.

As a fifth-tier mage, he has this ability.

Therefore, Rachel felt extremely worried when she saw Viktor leave the college.

He worried that letting Viktor go so easily might lead to a huge mistake in the future.

At this moment, the natural bird in front of Rachel underwent a hazy change.

A phantom image split off from the natural sparrow, turning into a cloud of dust on the table.

Immediately afterwards, a long watermelon jumped out of the mist, its gaze fixed on the window.

Watermelon's eyes radiated a deep and wise light, its steady gaze seemingly able to see through the past and present.

Are you very worried?

Its voice slowly rose, and Rachel nodded.

"Indeed, even I would have reservations upon seeing such a perfect being."

"But that's precisely why I should let him leave."

Rachel paused for a moment, a hint of doubt rising in her mind.

If there are still concerns, then why did the Grand Master let him leave?

"Didn't you just subdue him?"

Previously, the archmage had clearly used magic to completely sever Victor's magical connection with the inside of the mage tower.

What's the difference between a mage who has lost their magic and an ordinary person?

Upon hearing this, the archmage turned his head and glanced at Raschel.

In an instant, Rachel's eyes froze, and his body trembled slightly.

It was as if he had seen some kind of extremely terrifying danger.

This is not a danger brought by the Archmage.

Rather, it was a prophecy he saw in the Grand Master's profound eyes.

This prophecy is a "future" shaped by the archmage's powerful magic.

In that vision, Rachel witnessed it firsthand.

Unable to use his magic, Victor sat alone in his chair.

In that scene, Rachel is attempting to subdue Viktor.

Even in slow-motion scenes, the sword light flashes by with extraordinary speed.

At that moment, his body and the entire mage tower he stood in...

They were all brutally split in two by a fierce yet smooth crack, forming a terrifying gap.

Immediately, the dense magical power hidden inside the mage tower was released uncontrollably.

A powerful surge of magical energy swept overwhelmingly across the entire academy.

Even the surrounding air was compressed to its limit by this extreme impact, and finally exploded with a bang.

In a mere instant, the entire academy was engulfed in a sea of ​​boiling, exploding chaos.

Every person and every building was affected.

The explosion gradually subsided, but the academy had been reduced to rubble and scorched earth, engulfed in flames and utterly silent.

After burning for a long time, the fire gradually died down in Rachel's eyes.

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