If there was one thing Nolan knew about himself, it was that he was a tough-willed individual.
He might have spent his entire past life as nothing but a coal miner working for an industry, but he did that not because he was afraid to go to jail, which was the second option, but due to the prospect of his father's embezzlement being able to get canceled.
That was exactly why he had shown up to the organization without ever being forced, every single day for 15 years without fail.
Once he decided to do something, nothing in hell would stop him, and right now, as he walked forth with his dagger, there was only one thing Nolan wanted to do: induce pain!
The sight of the bully, whom they had played with for three years, suddenly severing the arms of one of their own and slamming him into the wall, knocking him out cold in a few seconds, was something that chilled the heart of Wiro and his remaining goons.
It was such an unbelievable sight that even though they held the number advantage, the first thing their cells screamed to them was to run.
It was the body's natural reaction to an anomalous situation, and the first person to welcome the idea was none other than Wiro, who quickly turned back and sprinted out of the alleyway.
"That's not Nolan! That can't be Nolan. I have to run!" Those were the thoughts that ran through his head as the light grew closer to him.
But in the next instant, a ruffle flashed past him as he saw a figure materialize right in front of him, the dagger slashing towards his face.
Instantly, Wiro slammed his front leg upon the ground, his body shooting backward.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
The sound of the air getting sliced resounded as Nolan, almost like he could predict Wiro's action, already took off before he could think of leaving, arriving in front of Wiro and deciding to take him out with a single slash to the head.
But Wiro was faster than he thought.
Immediately, the young man had retreated back ten meters away from him, his hands trailing on his face, where the singular line of the cut that separated his face in half could be felt.
If he had not been able to sense the attack so quickly, he was pretty sure the cut to his face would have been deep and terrible.
"None of you will leave here alive without me carving every single pain that you have brought upon me for the past three years."
"I'll start by taking you all out, then I'll slowly sever your fingers, followed by your tongues and then your eyeballs."
"Then I'll strip you naked and hang you on the academy front gate, so when others wake up tomorrow, they can all have a feast for their eyes."
"Internally, you will be disgraced every time someone lays eyes on you—just exactly how I have been disgraced anytime someone lays eyes on me."
"So I'll advise you to fight until your last breath to protect all of your soon-to-be lost dignity!" Nolan said, and in the next instant, he sprinted off toward the students, a red vein popping on his forehead.
Right now, he felt nothing—nothing but a deep, fiery rage of anger and bloodlust.
"DIIIIIIIEEEE!!!"
Unlike Wiro, who could reason extra clearly and notice something wrong, the same couldn't be said for the remaining three goons who immediately had their bodies flashed with a strange peculiar light that Nolan knew well.
They were now activating their Descent Ability.
"Tialoc Descent Ability: Rotating Water Drill!"
"Raven Descent Ability: Ravenous Claw of Death!"
"Storm of Niaverama!"
Immediately, powerful lights oozed out from every one of the students, and in the next instant, they unleashed their attacks towards Nolan, who was running towards them.
The first attack to reach him was none other than the Ravenous Claw of Death, a gigantic shadow-like claw that was the size of Nolan's entire body and oozed with an incredible amount of destructive and death energy.
It covered everywhere, leaving no space to block at all.
But Nolan himself never intended to block, as his hands tightly held the Lost Dagger of Kratso, the flaming red aura on it oozing out brightly, and then he slashed forth vertically with all of his strength.
BAAANG!
A minor explosion could be heard from the collision of both techniques as Nolan found himself taking successive steps back, and before him, the claw had exploded, forming a wall of shadows that covered Nolan's vision.
VRRRRROOOOOOM!
In the next instant, a large water drill tore through the dark smoke covering, appearing instantly in front of Nolan, who placed the dagger before the edge of the drill, his legs slamming hard onto the bare ground and resisting the intense pressure and power coming out from the drill.
His legs repeatedly carved gorges on the ground, but with a slight groan from Nolan, the water drill was ripped apart right from the edges, splitting into two parts and slamming against the opposite wall behind him.
VRRRRROOOOOM!
BAAAAAANG!
Suddenly, a strange scene occurred as Nolan, who was busy recuperating from the last attack, felt something lift him up off his feet.
In the next instant, he was roughly slammed onto the wall, carving a human-shaped crater within, and then he completely stopped moving.
"Ahhh..."
"Ahhh..."
"Ahhh..." The sound of heavy breathing could be heard as Wiro's goons slowly rose from their poses and looked at Nolan in the crater, clearly knocked out cold, with blood dripping down the side of his face.
"You see that, boss? He might have gained some sort of strength or power boost, but against three of us at once, his only fate is still to be knocked out!"
A goon said calmly, the one who had been able to create the storm that lifted Nolan up and slammed him into the wall, effectively knocking him out.
"Now, didn't someone say he would slice off our fingers and pluck out our eyeballs? Now that the table has turned, you don't seem to have any better suggestions, do you, boss?"
"Hehe..."
"Hehe..."
"Hehe..."