High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 1739: Chapter 483: The Choice of Xuanhuang Wood

The red light pillar toppled over, slicing through the walls of the inner fortress and the defensive arrays, then vanished in an instant, disappearing on the earth’s surface. The entire battlefield was silent for a long time before the rumbling sound echoed from deep underground.

It was as if the foundation of a building had been smashed.

Everyone could feel the horizon seemed to tilt, with the entire Black Prison world leaning towards the direction where the light pillar had fallen. Many wizards, lacking sufficient composure, couldn’t resist the dizziness that surged from within, and fell to the ground.

Soon, intense seismic waves spread rapidly from the bottom up, from the inside out.

In the battlefield, everyone standing on the ground—be it wizards, demons, or other strange species—were like standing on turbulent sea waves, constantly subjected to the shockwaves from the ruptured Earth veins.

The hard rock layers instantly turned into sponges, twisted into bizarre shapes, and the defensive arrays of the Black Prison Castle built upon the rock layers and Earth veins were mostly destroyed in a short period, with almost half of the castle turning into ruins.

No one is spared from the disaster.

In the face of this sudden disaster, the clash between wizards and the Demon Alliance Army on the Black Prison battlefield, whether before the inner fortress or outside the outer fortress, was inevitably affected.

The Atlas Academy’s headmaster, who summoned the angel descent, sighed longingly, abandoning the command to hunt down ordinary demons with the angel army. The white wings behind him layer upon layer folded, along with the giant shadow of Paradise Mountain, slowly descending to the ground.

His opponent in the sky, the captain of the Great Demon Ship Poseidon, witnessed this scene and did not seize the opportunity to take action against this Big Wizard but chose to watch coldly.

On Paradise Mountain, countless ethereal little angels raised their hands in unison and began chanting prayers:

”All the evil deeds done,

Born of beginningless greed, aversion, and ignorance,

From actions of the body, speech, and mind,

All, I now repent...”

Bang!

The immaterial shadow of Paradise Mountain gently settled on the ground, emitting a heavy rumbling sound as if a real mountain had fallen, causing the angel incarnated by the Atlas Academy headmaster to tremble violently, the gathered white wings behind him transforming one by one into light fragments.

However, his efforts were not without results. Wizards on the ground could clearly feel that, under the suppression of the Paradise Mountain shadow, the Black Prison world’s Earth veins quieted considerably, and the tremors of the ground gradually calmed down.

Meanwhile, in the sky, two suns entwined together simultaneously ceased their contention, the golden sun descending to the east, and the bloody sun to the west, both helping to stabilize the framework of the Black Prison world. The Heavenly Dogs trailing behind the suns no longer barked madly, resting like two clouds near the suns, mutually vigilant.

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From the black cat’s paws resting upon Zheng Qing’s shoulder.

To the young scholarship student appearing in the heart of the Tiber Dragon.

Then to the slender red pillar that connected heaven and earth being toppled, crashing on the defensive arrays of the inner castle of Black Prison Castle, destroying the inner fortress defenses and incidentally triggering a world-shuddering disaster.

This dazzling and entirely unexpected process only lasted a brief moment—just like no one anticipated that the young little wizard would possess enough power to cast magic akin to a Forbidden Curse, similarly, no one anticipated that the Semi-Forbidden Curse would uncontrollably stray from its path.

Yet, the changes occurring within such a short time profoundly altered the entire course of the Black Prison battlefield.

Before Zheng Qing toppled the ’pillar of heaven,’ the demons, though fervent and fierce, were like summer thunderstorms, Panzer divisions in World War II, Cheng Yaojin’s three axes—they lacked stamina.

Any diviner with a slight grasp of the full picture could see this clearly.

Occupying geographic advantage, the wizards defending the Black Prison Castle only needed to fortify steadily and even if they gave up a few pieces or lost several magic circle nodes, it was trivial—all these were within the predictions of the great Divination Group.

The only element unforeseeable to the diviners was the Forbidden Curse, or rather, the bearer of the Forbidden Curse.

The collapse of the pillar of heaven not only disrupted the Divination Group’s entire plan but also destroyed a significant portion of the Black Prison Castle’s defensive systems. Wizards who originally relied on arrays to fight many with few immediatelly faced greater pressure.

”Immediately retract the fronts!”

”The nine Big Wizards from the outer fortress anchor the formations, gradually disengage with the Demon Alliance Army! Hunting team releases battle formation second form, maneuver flexibly, and retreat as a whole to the inner fortress defense line!”

”Activate the backup array!”

”Backup array damage rate at forty percent, backup array base loosen rate at sixty percent... anticipated failure to establish a complete defensive system!”

”Activate the temporary array immediately!”

”Temporary array in activation...”

Urgent orders were issued one after another by the Divination Group, communicated in all directions; flock after flock of azure birds flapped their wings, frantically appearing before various Hunting Team Leaders, transmitting contradictory information, making the entire battlefield increasingly chaotic.

The retreating wizards inevitably suffered further attacks, incurring greater losses.

And all these occurrences were simply due to a young man who wanted to do some good pushing his finger casually against that slender red pillar.

”Great sound is rarely heard, great image is formless.”

”Great disaster is pacific, great demon is wizard.”

The Dark Council’s Druid High Priest Sekber witnessed all these, quietly expressing his sentiments, while gazing peculiarly at the walls that collapsed spectacularly not far away, at the towering yet blurry tree shadow at the end of the dust, subconsciously glancing at the giant ape with three heads and eight arms before him, and added another remark:

”This truly is... a pleasant surprise.”

”I heard that child is a scholarship student from your Academy? You really have your hardships. If you don’t want him, we at the Council can help resolve this minor inconvenience.”

In mid-air, came the cursing voice of the Starry Sky Academy headmaster and the arrogant and gleeful laughter of the Mist Captain. On the battlefield, the echo of wizards strenuously resisting and demons wildly roaring resounded everywhere.

The Jiuyou Academy’s headmaster turned pale, staring at the shallow pit, where young students wore expressions of bewilderment and fear, then glanced up at the scholarship student still dazed in midair, an overwhelming sense of helplessness surged within.

When the high-tier combat prowess of the school on the Black Prison battlefield was slightly inferior, he was unfazed.

Even if the vortex and Brigette stirred a Tiber Dragon, conjuring a magic with legendary flair, he still remained confident.

Except for now.

The defenses of the inner fortress of Black Prison fell in a manner unpredicted by the Divination Group and all Big Wizards—this wasn’t within the planned scope.

The inner fortress walls could fall, there could be numerous ways for them to fall, but they could not fall in this inexplicable manner.

Just as coveting gazes began to pry.

In the depths of the inner fortress, as the dust had not yet settled, an ancient tree with a canopy partly severed raised its thick branches, throwing upwards forcefully.

A bunch of pale yellow fruits mixed with vivid red streaks were tossed into the air.

Under the watchful eyes of all.

Those fruits seemed to burst like fireworks, transforming into streams of light, falling straight away in all directions.