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The black-clad leader of the group spat out a mouthful of blood as he tumbled backward.

He raised his head grimly and looked at the old man not far away.

Although he was old, Old Principal Pei had, after all, been a renowned powerhouse on the mainland over a century ago and looked tough even now.

However…

He slowly drew a slight smile in the shadows.

Flowing lines floated in the air behind the old man and an all-black shadow emerged silently.

In the next second–

A blossom of blood bloomed at the lapel of his chest.

A deep, dark stain of blood slowly spreads across the ground.

The air suddenly fell silent.

Old Principal Pei’s face suddenly turned pale, his body swayed and he fell to the ground with a plop.

“This breath-concealing gem is powerful, isn’t it?” The man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood, walking forward.

He lowered his eyes to gaze at the old man at his feet and whispered, “Mister, I think you have something we want here… I advise you to hand it over earlier. If you do that, I can let you die painlessly.”

Old Principal Pei coughed and choked on the blood that gushed up his throat, his breath faint.

“Dream on…”

At that moment, several men dressed in the same dark coat came out of the narrow room.

They gestured toward the man at the head of the group, signaling that the item had been found.

The old man’s gaze fell on the ancient book in the man’s hand.

He seemed to realize something suddenly and his eyes snapped wide open.

He coughed twice, his voice faint. “The thing you want to summon absolutely can’t…”

“No, mister. The thing we want to summon has already succeeded.” The man in black at the head of the group lowered his head and whispered.

His voice took on a slight tinge of fervor.

“It has already come.”

Pure souls had offered themselves as sacrifices and the path to the future had long since been paved.

At the call of its followers, the dragon descended with a monstrous flame capable of extinguishing the world.

The fire cleansed away filth and engulfed sin so that the whole world would be reborn in a divine retribution that would burn the heavens.

The sword’s sharp, glittering blade swept across the old man’s chest, spurting out warm blood.

Looking down at the old man’s slowly losing breath, the man in black smiled and said, “What we want to do now is to help it regain its power.”

***

The entire Ability Academy was in a state of trepidation and panic.

The Bureau closed off the entire academy and the ear-piercing sirens of ambulances echoed through the campus.

Nobody knew what was going on.

But the atmosphere of anxiety was spreading uncontrollably.

Inside the tower.

Members of the Bureau in uniform hurried in and out of the half-damaged tower.

They sealed off the scene, collected evidence, and took photographs.

The corpses had been removed, but the dried, dark red bloodstain stood out clearly and harshly on the old wooden floor.

Mu Heng stood in the middle of the messy and chaotic scene, gazing with downcast eyes at the box that was already empty in front of him.

… The book was gone.

At that moment, a member of the Bureau in charge of surveying the scene came to report the current situation to him.

After silently listening to the existing clues, Mu Heng nodded and waved his hand to indicate that the other party could leave.

Watching the other party’s back as he left, Wen Yao hesitated momentarily and opened her mouth to ask.

“Aiwen Academy’s principal has also been attacked. Could this time be…”

“The dragon again?”

Mu Heng’s voice was indifferent and calm.

He said, “No.”

The scene created by the dragon was violent and overwhelmingly destructive, unlike this… Targeted.

Mu Heng raised his eyes and looked around the room.

It was messy, but apart from the stolen books, there was hardly any more damage.

He slowly and carefully straightened his gloves and said, “There are no abnormalities in the Ability Academy’s defense system. The other party didn’t invade forcefully.”

Wen Yao was stunned. “Could it be…”

Mu Heng nodded as he looked down. His eyes were cold as if they were deep night.

“That’s right. Someone let them in.”

***

In the dormitory.

Shi An frowned and looked out the window.

Lin Yanming opened the door to his room and walked out barefoot, looking in the direction the sound came from in disbelief.

“This… what’s going on?”

Shi An shook his head and said honestly, “I also don’t know.”

After separating from Mu Heng, Shi An returned to his dormitory and fell asleep almost as soon as he hit his pillow.

It was not until late at night that he woke up abruptly.

There was silence all around.

What woke Shi An up was not a sound but more like a… scent of some kind.

But the scent was weak, distant, and faded abruptly before Shi An could catch the source.

Very strange.

Not long after that, a noisy, loud sound came from outside.

As for what was going on, Shi An was not sure, but there was always an indefinable sense of danger in his heart.

Lin Yanming raised his hand to touch his mobile phone as he frowned.

“There’s no signal.”

At that moment, Shi An suddenly lifted his head and jolted toward a particular direction.

… That scent had reappeared!

It was chilly and sinister, dark and serene, slowly rising out of the night, floating far away.

It was like a silent call to him.

Shi An sprang to his feet.

“… Hey! Hey!”

Lin Yanming’s bewildered and puzzled voice rang out behind him. “Shi An, where are you going?”