Cleo feels a bit awkward as the two start arguing, but at least he realises that the golden monks are truly susceptible to befriending humans; maybe it is just in their hearts, but they only choose to befriend people who have very interesting traits.
He and this drunk person might not have a lot in common, but they are deemed interesting by the golden monks and are quite close with each other.
ROAR! Suddenly, the roar that ordered the assault to halt once again was heard. Cleo freezes; he feels a powerful will trying to invade his psyche.
The system immediately reacts and uses the Gemstone of Life and its own power to protect him. He, on the other hand, summons his two avatars as his body enlarges. He is using every power he has to release as much aura as he has.
(Dragon-tiger Roar)
The loud cry of his two avatars actually causes the being trying to destroy his mind to pause, as if it is in a state of disbelief.
Two other avatars appear out of his body; one is a dragon with clouds and lightning hovering around it, while the other is a greyish black tiger that has bloody eyes and abyssal black stripes.
One is exuding a powerful might that seems to come from heaven itself; the other exudes a dense killing intent that sends a bone-chilling sensation to its target.
The golden dragon rises to the sky with the clouds turning black, and the sounds of thunder booming ring in the ears of everyone.
The greyish black tiger positions itself in striking form; black skulls seem to appear around it, and the ground beneath it turns into crimson blood.
The powerful will is restrained by a powerful power, causing it to be unable to deal with Cleo personally and can only risk it by using its powerful will to destroy his mind, but it never expected that he would release such avatars.
The invasive will receded back to its owner, Cleo fell to the ground, and he started vomiting. The system is now trying to heal his wounded psyche and weakened soul; if not for their quick reaction, the two would have been destroyed by the unknown lifeform.
Meanwhile, the two teachers are looking in the direction of the forest with solemn expressions, even though they are unable to stop the powerful will.
They might not be the target of the attack, but they are nonetheless affected by its might; in fact, other than the two of them and Cleo, everyone around them was knocked unconscious by the powerful will.
"Why is such an entity trying so hard to kill you, young fellow?" asks the golden monk. They know some secrets about the realm of the thousand worlds.
The true Supernaturals and those above them are unable to attack unless they gain territory in the home world of their targets; they are suppressed by the collective wills of the worlds that they are trying to destroy, including the will of the universe that the realms are trying to devour.
"I do not know myself; I am as confused as you." Cleo answers, desperate for air. The golden monk frowns as he realises that his job is much more difficult to accomplish than he expected.
"You old baldy! To think that you miss such details, if I am not wrong, this young fellow probably thwarted the first couple invasions, killing multiple lifeforms in the process; this incurred the wrath of those entities as it sees our universe as nothing more than their plaything, a territory that they consider rightfully theirs!" Spats the drunk teacher, exuding dense killing intent and a sharp sword-like aura.
Cleo turns to the drunk teacher with a surprised expression. He sighs and calms himself. Leon is currently immobilised because the system has to focus on protecting them, but now that the danger has passed, he awakens.
Cleo sits in a lotus position as he recites his mental technique. It is one of the techniques that he obtained from his golden monk friends; it might not be special or have a high grade, but it has one speciality that he thinks is perfect for his current condition.
Cooling off one's mind and making one feel calm and refreshed is needed, as the turmoil he is feeling right now makes his head ache.
The golden monk looks at him with a surprised expression; he, of course, knows what technique he is using in the ancient language he is reciting.
"Hey baldy, isn't that one of your race's techniques?" Even the drunk teacher was surprised by this. It is no longer a secret that the Golden Monk Race converts others into believing in their guards through religion or their special powers; once these races are converted, they are able to transform into a similar golden form as the golden monks.
The two of them do not sense the same aura as those that had been converted from Cleo, but because he is using such technique with shocking mastery, the golden monk teacher becomes more interested in him.
The drunk teacher, on the other hand, decided to keep an eye on his friend; he is a human, and such a talented person of their kind must not fall into the hands of another race, even if that so-called race is an ally.
'Once we return back to the academy, I must inform the headmaster about his existence.' Thought the drunk teacher, he can still remember the four avatars that appear out of Cleo's body to protect him.
The two special avatars, the golden dragon and greyish black tiger, catch his attention; these two seem to contain abilities similar to those of the true supernatural realm.
'I must tell young Pure to persuade this talented fellow to join our race!' Excitedly thought the golden monk teacher.
ROAR! The roar sounded out again; this time, it signals the rest of the genetic lifeforms to attack, and it then sends a specific order to certain lifeforms to kill Cleo.
Multiple giant mammoths appear; all of them line up in front of the wall. Their auras are overbearing, and they release a cold energy that freezes the ground beneath them and chills the air around them.
"Sh*t! Frozen Thundra Mammoths!" The drunk teacher cursed loudly upon seeing their opponent. As a teacher of the Mystique Academy, he has a lot of knowledge regarding the first and second realms, and he immediately recognised the lifeforms that are up against.
The mammoths blew their trumpets, and they started charging at the wall. Their gigantic bodies were actually shockingly moving at incredible speed, and they smashed their tusks at the giant wall in front of them.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The wall was created to withstand heavy attacks, but the creator of it would never expect multiple fake Supernaturals to smash themselves at it.
Giant cracks appear at the seasoned walls; this time, they are unable to block the attacks thrown at them. Leon immediately grabs the members of their group.
He stacks them on his back, and he starts running away. Glutton wakes up after the system shocks it, and without even recovering from its grogginess, it puts Cleo on its back and starts fleeing. The two teachers heave a sigh of relief after seeing this.
They no longer need to worry about them; they can go all out. The drunk teacher summons his sword, a supernatural-grade Soul Blessing. The golden monk, on the other hand, transforms into a large monkey with three tails and six arms. With the activation of his technique, his fur starts turning golden.
"Parting the clouds!" The drunk teacher shouts as he waves his sword, causing the mammoths to be injured. Even with their thick hide and strong muscles, they are wounded by just one attack.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Three mammoths are blown away by the golden monkey, and their tusks are broken in the process.
Cleo opens his eyes and sees that they are no longer in the defensive wall. He sighs as he immediately realises that the wall that stood proudly for generations has been destroyed by their enemies.
Jumping and doing summersaults, he is trying to assess his current condition. He heaves a sigh of relief after feeling his body is still working fine.
"Leave them here; let us go and help those two!" He orders Glutton and Leon as the three of them return to the frontline. Seeing the carnage, Cleo cannot help but re-evaluate the prowess of the academy.
(Dragon Flight)
His speed increases as he flies towards an injured mammoth; he clenches his fist and activates (Tiger Pounce), causing his muscles to swell.
BOOM! The injured mammoth was immediately killed by his attack.
[Ding! Congratulations to the hosts for slaying! and obtaining it's soul blessing! ]
He checks the soul blessing that he had obtained, and it was a transformation type. He smiles as he equips it.
For others, they need to train to master their transformation, but for him, it is not needed, as Soul Blessings does not physically change his form as long as he is in his dragon-tiger form.