At peak intensity, the white light had enveloped half of New Washington City. Even the blood moon looked abnormally dull in the night sky.
At that moment, be it Pamela, Professor Brown, or Lolander and the others from the different academies, a sense of dread and an inexplicable hopelessness rose within all of them.
They had underestimated their enemy. More accurately, even though they found their opponent strong, they did not think the opponent could inflict so much damage to Judge Academy. That was the confidence Judge Academy had for countless years.
The confidence did not last too long; the Americans had egg on their face that night. First, the blood moon suddenly appeared, then that mysterious light.
What would happen next? No one had any confidence anymore.
With the confusion and shock, all the Americans had complicated expressions. They did not know what they needed to do and could only wait for their foe to make his next move.
