some "Ranch-style" key magic cards, and then buy a few readily available magic cards to complement them.Lan Qi is not incapable of pulling off a move that would leave all the academy leaders speechle...Chapter 297: Ranch is giving a speech

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On the road in front of the main building of Protoss Royal Academy of Magic, two figures walked closer while chatting, their voices occasionally breaking the silence of the winter night.

They were dressed differently from the teachers or students, with an air that didn't belong there.

In the darkness, their shadows twisted and eerie on the ground.

I don't know why Lockie MacCassy would participate in the Protoss Royal Magic Academy entrance exam today.

A visitor in a charcoal-grey coat, holding a campus map, admired the quaint architecture of the academy and walked straight towards their destination.

He was originally just a tutor for a border baron's family, so it's normal for him to do things under this false identity.

Another figure smiled and said.

This batch of newcomers are all quite excellent. As the church's undercover agents, they were deployed into the Protoss Empire and their current status as Obliterators has not yet been revealed.

Two high priests of the Annihilation branch stationed in the Imperial City of Helrom were very concerned about the recent newcomer.

Rocky McCaskey.

Unlike the other highly qualified candidate, West, he can be very sure of the clear distinction between him and the teachings of the goddess of fate.

Once upon a time, there were three high priests in the original Silent Knight's Temple.

Now there are only two left.

If those two had been in charge of the assessment a week ago, they might have ended up like Grand Magister Kaelus.

So they went through the visitor's procedures and arrived at the area of Protoss Royal Magic Academy after work this Wednesday.

General members of the public, without special permission, may only stay on campus for a limited time and must adhere to very strict regulations.

I'm just learning about how Rocky Macassi performs, that's enough.

They gradually made their way to the central building of the academy, stopping to gaze at it.

The only thing they hadn't expected was that, just as they were about to arrive, they saw the wide plaza in front of the central building of the academy filled with students. Students could be seen everywhere, whether it was on the stone steps leading to the plaza or on the benches along the sides.

Students' expressions were diverse. Some looked unusually excited, quickly claiming the best viewing spots and chatting excitedly with their friends who accompanied them. Others, however, seemed to have a more playful or teasing attitude.

Of course, there are also students who don't take this seriously. They look at all of this with a kind of disdainful attitude, perhaps thinking that such activities are too childish and not in line with their interests.

But even so, they remained on the road, perhaps to satisfy their curiosity, perhaps simply not wanting to miss any moment in this academy, or perhaps, as long as there were many people, they would gather more and more people without even needing a reason.

Time passes by every second, and as 7 o'clock approaches, the square becomes increasingly noisy.

> Someone came to inquire about ten tables, but they didn't say anything, just left with particularly bad expressions.

"Not everyone, apparently Countess Cloris was looking quite normal too. And that's not necessarily a bad thing."

It's hard to tell what happened today.

Finally, as the clock hand pointed to seven o'clock, whether it was anticipation, curiosity, playfulness, or disdain, all emotions were temporarily suspended. The students' eyes were focused on the huge curtain, waiting for the scene about to unfold.

Immediately, the students' expressions became filled with confusion.

""

As the camera panned across classrooms as usual, there were no more examinees.

It's terrifyingly quiet, filled with an eerie feeling.

Meanwhile, the side panel displaying course data shows that no students attended the last class assessment.

The number of students taking the exam inexplicably dropped by half. All the other students still in the exam area unanimously chose to go to the rest area and not participate in the exam.

Teachers also took a holiday as a result, ending the monthly assessment day early.

"Where is everyone"

What's going on

On the plaza, students looked at each other in confusion. This sudden turn of events made them feel uneasy for some reason, and the expectant smiles on their faces gradually froze.

... even made their hearts beat uncomfortably.

When the camera cut to a certain classroom, finally there was sound.

Only the sound of people's voices could be heard, exceptionally boisterous. It was in a large auditorium where someone stood on stage delivering a speech.

The teachers in the seats, it seemed, could not help but applaud or respond enthusiastically to his voice and words.

Standing in the center of the grand hall, his imposing figure reflected in the high dome, he paused his speech, waiting for everyone to vent their emotions.

He stood on a platform all his own, behind him a grand painted door of stone tablets, like a gateway to heaven. The hall's lights transformed into straight rays of dawn, bathing him in their glow.

He raised his hand to signal for silence.

Soon the hall was filled only with faint coughs and the sound of shuffling.

When we take action, we must ensure that we move forward and we cannot retreat.

His voice seemed to possess a unique power and talent for emotional communication, able to pierce the soul and resonate within. As his words once again echoed through the hall, the people present were drawn in by his voice, falling into a deep, dreamlike trance.

"Some people ask me when I will be satisfied. No, we are not satisfied now, and we will not be satisfied in the future, unless justice and fairness come like the waves of the sea, surging and rolling."

His voice grew strong and resolute, he raised his clenched fist.

"I had a dream today, I dreamt that one day, the valley would rise, and the mountains would fall. The rugged path would become smooth, and the holy light would be revealed, illuminating the world."

"McCaskill for President!"

"McCarthy for President!"

All the teachers on the screen stood up and raised their arms in a cheer.

A surge of invisible power seemed to ignite within everyone's hearts, their faces glowing with a radiance more intense and fervent than before. They resembled a band of warriors united by a common purpose and unshakeable faith, ready to fight for their dreams.

...and beyond the canvas.

In front of the Central Building's plaza.

It got quiet.

The night sky, suddenly fell silent.

The younger students gaped in astonishment, completely clueless as to what was happening.

The expressions of the senior students became a compendium of human emotions.

Even the high priests of the Annihilation Branch were stunned.

"Is this some kind of religious ceremony"

The muttering of the senior monk was overheard by a younger student nearby.

"You ask me I'm just a student, I can't evaluate. Perhaps the professionals at the Resurrection Church could offer some insight."

Younger students shook their heads.

The Grand Magister: "..."

"Indeed."

The grand master nodded.

They were reluctant to say that they belonged to the Resurrection Church.

I can't evaluate it either.

This guy is lucky he's only level four. If he were level eight, I can't even imagine what kind of terrifying deity he would become…

Seniors standing on the square, their brains nearly undergoing apoptosis, though they didn't know the specific process, finally saw reality.

This guy, Rocky McCassy, not only hasn't been hunted down by anyone.

Nearly half the missing students must have been his doing!

His current bounty should have reached an unknown number.

...and even the teachers have been completely controlled by him.

Although this school is a directly affiliated academy of the Imperial Ministry of Education, there has never been a principal position.

But in the future, absolute ruler, I am afraid there will only be one person....

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(The End)

[ ]ho needed to break out of the classroom.Under the principal's pursuit, only by enduring the last ten minutes or so of this Shadow World can one survive and return to the real world!The silver monstros...