Moutris snorted and decided to quickly leave, because there were a lot of people sitting in the spectator seats who had seen his battle.
He didn't want to stay here anymore. After all, it constantly seemed to him that he was looked at as a laughing stock, and this was unpleasant.
But before leaving, he frowned and said:
- Wistan, take them to the Aspirants and Alumni Square
Moutris then turned around and quickly left.
- Comrade students, please follow me
Wistan nodded and led them to the Aspirants and Graduates Square, where the old ones would graduate soon after the recruitment of new applicants was completed.
Moutris decided to return to his room in the Tower of Magic to rest and clean up, and then also move to the Aspirants' Square.
But as soon as he entered his room, a voice sounded in his head.
- Moutris
His smile froze for a moment.
Each Supreme One like him could emit an incredible amount of energy, thanks to which one could hear the rustling of leaves within a radius of hundreds of thousands of meters.
But now Moutris felt nothing, and this voice pierced his head as if speaking in his ear. Such power had already alerted the man; the voice was unfamiliar to him, but what there was no doubt about was that the guest's strength was no lower than his own.
- Who?
Moutris roared and stood up furiously, an angry fire flashing in his eyes. His reputation was not very good, and there were also quite a lot of ill-wishers.
- Come out.
A particle of barely discernible energy touched Moutris' shoulder.
He instantly jumped out through the window. Once outside, he activated the power of energy, searching for someone with the same power. With the help of energy, Moutris quickly reached the empty arena at the Academy. The trace of energy disappeared right here.
- Come out! I know you're here!
Moutris, landing on the arena platform, barked furiously. Three desert spheres of chaotic fire were already shining around him, and he himself was dressed in battle armor. At Moutris's cry, two shadows appeared.
These two shadows immediately also jumped onto the platform, they were dressed in black clothes from head to toe, one could only understand that they were two men of average build.
- Who are you?
Moutris shouted coldly. His entire body radiated a rough and wild aura, but showed no anger. A powerful magical aura surrounded him.
The first one in black, who was smaller, avoided answering, saying coldly:
"I'm only here because I want to fight with the Deputy Dean of Magic, Moutris." I haven't trained for a long time
After that, the man in the dark slowly raised his right paw, red light condensed in it and formed a huge claw. The energy emanating from this man was tyrannical, he was at the peak of Ancestor Level 215.
When Moutris felt the energy emanating from this man in black, it was as if he was doused with cold water and he trembled.
As a Supreme at the peak of Sage Level 205, he perfectly understood the difference between strong masters. After power level 120, the gap was huge not only between different ranks, but even levels.
At first glance, one could say that the difference between Moutris and the stranger was ten levels, but it was still more noticeable than between him and Haldar.
- Noble Ancestor
Moutris said with difficulty. He trembled, because among all the Highest, the Ancestors could be called the highest point of development, except for the ancient ancestors who possessed the power of the Eternals and had a 221+ level of Raisai.
The aggression immediately left Moutris, he hastened to bow respectfully in greeting.
- May I ask who you are? Please don't joke with the younger one. How can I fight with you?
Moutris could not understand when he managed to offend such a powerful existence, in addition to this, he also could not feel the power of his companion, who seemed even more tyrannical due to the aura next to him.
- Does it make a difference that you are weaker?
The man in black answered coldly, and then continued:
"Isn't it nice to mock people like you like you bullied those kids a little earlier?" I realized that this was really fun and decided that I could make fun of you too
- You, too, can consider me a strong man who treats those who are weaker poorly. Let's start the test right away
Without showing any force, the man dressed in black began to slowly approach Moutris. Moutris immediately began to think about who this stranger was. Who is he?!
Suddenly the man stopped ten meters from Moutris, he said:
- Since you have already come, then come out. What difference does it make whether there are two of you or one, right?
In the blink of an eye, a fairytale dragon appeared next to Moutris. The sight of him made the man relax.
- Dean Valsak, this is...
The newly arrived man waved his hand at Moutris, thereby ordering him to be silent. Due to the pressure, the newcomer had no choice but to activate his level 212 Ancestor power.
- Greetings, Noble Seer of the Forests
Dean Valsak, in a cold sweat, greeted the first man in black, with no intention of fighting him.
The man took off his black hood and so did his companion. They turned out to be Meris and El
am.
Moutris sucked in a breath, hearing Valsak's words, he finally understood what kind of existence stood before him. His heart sank.
Oh, Bios, when did he manage to annoy this terrifying man?! This man was one of the powerful beings of antiquity.
Hero and Dux (general) of the Ancient War!
"No need to be so polite, I came here looking for trouble." I have a pretty good relationship with the Academy, and I won't cause mayhem or anything like that, but just do a little training
Meris answered briefly and waved his paw.
- I don't know what Moutris did to you. Is there any way for me to save my reputation?
Valsak kept trying to somehow settle the situation, because they couldn't settle it by force, because Meris's opponent could only be the Vice-Rector or the Rector himself, and they were no match for him.
The elders can also intervene, but not in this case, because Meris is their comrade in arms. They will add more to them.
- Don't talk nonsense and move away, otherwise I'll beat you both. Moutris, I will give you a chance and will not use a power greater than yours. If you can stand it for five minutes, then I will leave silently, and if not, then you will do something for me.
Meris spoke and a small hourglass appeared in his paws.
- Your Honor Meris
Moutris began with a bitter smile: "I really don't understand what I did wrong to you." Maybe you can tell me?
Even if I die, I will know why!
- So do I need to explain?
Meris snorted and remembering what he had brought Erald to, he clenched his paws tightly and said with a forced smile:
- If someone beats up young people, then someone older should come to bring justice. This is the law. Let's get started
Valsak obediently stepped aside, clearly not intending to defend his comrade, and Moutris looked at Valsak with a burning gaze: "If it weren't for your order, I would not have touched the kids!"
Meris's huge claw disappeared, but immediately appeared in front of Moutris's face.
Bam! Bang! I'll give it to you! Oh!
The blows, the screams, the moans - they were all hidden in the arena, which was hidden by the formation. Valsak guiltily closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side, not daring to look.
The beating did not last long, and not even a minute had passed before Moutris was blown away.
Meris, with his hands folded, seemed as if even his clothes were not wrinkled. But the pitiful Moutris lay on the ground with his stomach down, his face was swollen, and the bruises under his eyes became even darker. The corners of the lips were red with blood. The man was breathing heavily.
- Now you understand why, Moutris?
Meris coldly asked Moutris, who was lying on the floor.
- Thank you very much for the fight, Your Honor Meris
Moutris answered, trembling all over. Meris nodded and Valsak helped him up.
- Moutris, since you understand, it means we didn't waste our time in vain. Here you are
Meris threw a flask of potion to Valsak
- Give it to Moutris when he gets into peak form, it will help him in the future
Moutris and Valsak nodded simultaneously with serious expressions and asked:
- Great Ancestors, what kind of task can we complete for you?
- ...
Meris quietly stared at the sky, and then said:
- Take care of my beloved grandson Erald and his friend Haldar...
- We understand!!
Moutris and Valsac nodded humbly. They did not dare to disdain the orders and words of these Ancestors.
- Then we'll leave everything to you guys.
Meris smiled at them, and they and Elamom disappeared through space.
- Farewell, Elders
The two men stood motionless and could not move. Valsak supported Moutris so that he could stay on his feet.
-They're so terrifying
Although Moutris was a monster of his generation, he still had a long way to go against the ancient monsters of antiquity. Valsak just smiled wryly and said embarrassedly:
- Okay, let's move
- Valsak, you damn traitor. They ask you to leave, and without a shadow of a doubt you leave? If Their Nobles had hidden something dark, then my corpse would have long since cooled down, lying on the ground
And so Moutris continued to whine all the way...
***
Meanwhile, in other arenas of the Great Academy of Diolan.
Boom!
- And it's all?
- Artisia! You'll pay for it
There was a small embarrassment in one of the arenas, to which the Dean of Martial Arts Angela himself arrived. She was amazed at what was happening there.
The examiner, 2nd year student Benrax, was unconsciously slammed into the wall of the arena, and the remaining 4 applicants were wounded and shouted in anger at their unharmed fifth comrade.
One of the Challengers decided that the test was too easy and challenged 4 of his allies and a 2nd year student examiner to a fight, but the most amazing thing is that they couldn't cope with it even at 5.
The dean recognized her, but was still surprised.
Artisia Malorond, from the Great Clan of the greatest Mages, one of the Princesses of their world.
- Oh, Dean Angela, I passed, right?
Artisia, seeing Angela, cheerfully waved at her and smiled. She was an unsurpassed beauty and a genius, perfect in everything. Angela, seeing all this, nodded and asked:
- Artie, does father know you're here?
- Yes, I have to enter and be the best or I may not return home
- I understood you. Contenders you all pass thanks to Artie
Angela decided not to bother and just
I let all five go.
***
The explosion shocked one girl fighting against five contenders.
- It seems to me that you are weak for One who could fight with the five of us
Thomas snorted arrogantly, looking at the small crater that was formed after the examiner's girlfriend fell. When she got up, the girl was covered in wounds, but she didn't seem to notice them and said:
- Sorry, apparently I was too arrogant. My strength is not in my attack magic, but in my summoning magic!
The girl smiled and quietly whispered many spells, puppets, various shadows, golems, spirits and ghosts of various creatures began to appear around her. Among them were five who immediately fell to their knees in front of the girl.
She smiled at them and pointed at Thomas and the other applicants. Those five bowed and moved with everyone towards them.
Seeing this, Thomas, Hasuri, Kildera and the other two contenders became serious.
- Start over
Milsha smiled.
- Together!
Thomas and the others immediately attacked them.
***
- I want to fight you alone!
Nightwar Faind spoke and looked at Manfred.
"Heh, heh, aren't we already fighting one on one right now?"
Manfred said mockingly and continued to watch him.
- If I win, please allow us all to pass
Nightwar continued resolutely, standing up and gathering his strength.
- Won't you guys have more advantages?
Manfred couldn't help but ask. After all, it's better for them to attack him with five of them than one on one.
- If he loses, then I agree to refuse to enter the Academy!
Canlas, barely able to stand on his feet, spoke in support of Nightwar.
- We, too!
Hansa and the others also decided to support Nightwar. Nightvar wanted to say something, but Hansa, patting him on the shoulder, said quickly:
- Nightwar, we are comrades. My father told me when I was little that you shouldn't abandon your comrades.
- We are rooting for you!
They were all severely wounded, and only one Nightwar was the strongest among them and was not seriously injured.
- Thanks guys...
Nightwar smiled and turned to Manfred. Nightwar's spirit was burning because the responsibility rested on his shoulders, which means he must give it his all.
Watching this, Manfred just smiled.
- Let's start!
***
Meris and Elam immediately after leaving Moutris went to the Square of Aspirants and Graduates. At this time, there were many creatures of different clans and nations in the square. More and more visitors were arriving every minute, but the area was huge and there was enough space for everyone.
All those who came were powerful beings of the Salwar continent. The recruitment did not last long and in the middle of the day there were no more new applicants and they decided to close the recruitment.
Groups of applicants began to form on the square, and after they were formed, they lined up in front of a flying platform on which several professors and the Vice-Rector were sitting.
After everyone had gathered, the Vice-Rector stood up and said:
- I greet everyone who has gathered with us today. Today our Academy is organizing the long-awaited graduation and recruitment. I will represent in this celebration - I am the Vice-Rector of the Diolan Academy, Gidmaur
- I apologize that our Rector cannot be present today due to personal circumstances, but I think that no one will mind that I will manage the celebration
Gidmaur spoke and released his level 225 Raisai aura for a second to show everyone that he was classified enough.
At this meeting, there were ten Level 210+ Ancestors and many other Level 210+ Sages and below. Usually, so many powerful people would never gather, apparently something would happen soon, and there were also three that Gidmaur couldn't read.
- Haha, Gidmaur, you are also quite enough. It is so?
One old Vampire laughed and walked up to Gidmaur, who came down from the platform and stood in front of everyone in the center. And then he looked at all the masters present, to which they nodded.
- It's an honor to meet you Your Highness Magnus
Gidmaur Rusty Dragon shook hands with Magnus, who was emitting the most powerful aura of all those present, he could not read his level, but he was sure that he was a Raisai of level 230 or even higher.
Seeing this, the other two Raisai became a little gloomy, but after remembering their plan, they began to look arrogantly and hostilely at all the creatures from the Weisfell Empire, because the war had been going on between them and Weisfell for several years.
Shaking hands, Magnus began to communicate with Gidmaur unnoticed by others.
- Gidmaur, I'll get straight to the point. I just learned that some ancient orders and great clans have decided to find a new owner for your sacred land under the academy. They tried to recruit us into their plan, but we have great respect for your academy and are very grateful in training our prince, and we rejected their offer. Our Empire hopes that the Academy will also maintain neutrality for the next hundred years regarding all actions of the Weisfel Empire
- Highness Magnus, we are very grateful that you informed our academy about the impending threat and we agree to remain neutral and will not in any way interfere with your expansion
- Mudras
th choice
Magnus smiled and walked away to his own. Gidmaur answered immediately because he understood that there was no time to think. It was in the spirit of the empire not to give much choice, and he knew that the threat over them was real and if he refused it would become even greater. He looked around and nodded, and then immediately shouted:
- Graduates come to the platform!
Immediately at his call, six people landed on the platform. From right to left.
- The first graduate of Songant von Veans Weisfel, at the age of 60, reached Ascended level 128, passed the Hall of Supreme Masters on the fifth attempt and took 171st place in it and ...
- The second graduate Ufren Aine, at the age of 88, reached Ascended level 121, passed the Hall of Masters on the fourth attempt and took 153rd place in it and ...
- The third graduate of Gidan Li Lifur, at the age of 74, reached Ascended level 126, passed the Hall of Masters on the second attempt and took 23rd place in it and ...
- Fourth... Fifth... Sixth...
- Accept these scrolls, which confirm that you are graduates of the Great Diolan Academy!
Gidmaur shouted and six bright scrolls flew towards the six graduates.
All six bowed and grabbed the scrolls that flew in front of them.
- We humbly accept!
All six fell to their knees and accepted the scrolls.
- Our academy taught you everything you need to survive in this world
- Taught strength and dignity, courage and fearlessness, art and elegance, running for your life, cunning, seeing through insignificant facades, getting to the very essence of things and truth, inventing and preparing life-saving medicines, wisdom and kindness, flexibility and calmness, using your conscience as a ruler to measure good and evil, truth and lies!
- Activate your scrolls!
All six graduates stood up and activated their scrolls. The scrolls took off and turned into the sky.
"I heard that the higher your rank in the Halls of Masters, the more heavens there will be in the Scroll."
Various conversations could be heard in the crowd.
At this time, Haldar, standing in the third group of accepted applicants, looked up and saw bubbling black clouds. The largest number of skies was above Songanta; there were twelve of them. At that moment, all the skies above them began to go dark.
It all started from the first heavens, they dissolved like rays of light into the six graduates. Afterwards, all the other heavens that were above them went out and rays of light hit them.
- Is this really the blessing of the Halls of Masters of Diolan Academy?
All six graduates were amazed, as were all the spectators who had not previously seen students graduate from the Great Diolan Academy.
"They have been incredibly blessed." They experience a baptism that triggers a major increase in development
The Sages and Ancestors nodded seriously.
Having consumed all the Heaven they were able to summon, the graduates stood up and bowed to the Vice-Rector.
- This time the Academy will not hold a feast for you, and in compensation, accept these rings
Gidmaur spoke and threw rings to the six.
- Vice-Rector, no need, we are already grateful to you for everything.
Gidan spoke and turned to Songanta and grinned. His smile conveyed both arrogance and anticipation. Today the Prince of the Empire will fall from their kingdom.
- Yes, we don't mind either. The Academy has already done too much for us
The other five, including Songanta, also bowed. And the audience just watched and the tension grew. Something's going to happen soon.
Gidmaur frowned a little, but then smiled and said:
- I thank everyone for coming to our short celebration and now I ask that only the Applicants and their guardians or relatives remain, and I ask the rest
- Thank you for the welcome, Vice-Rector
Immediately after his words, 95% of those present left. This made Gidmaur very wary, but the main thing is that this does not concern their academy. When all the extra ones had left, less than two hundred creatures remained standing in the square.
- So
Gidmaur finally turned to the several groups of applicants who were able to pass their academy's entrance tests. Everyone gulped when they felt his gaze on them, which saw right through them.
Haldar and Erald shuddered when they saw that familiar smile. It was very reminiscent of the smiles of Meris and Elam when they fell into Hell.
- Welcome to the Great Academy of Diolan!