socalfunplaces Chapter 53 Victory
Chapter 53 Victory
"Forward Rotation Technique - Azure"
Su Anzuo grasped a wisp of blue light in his hand.
"Reversal Technique - He"
Su An grasped a wisp of black light in his right hand.
He simultaneously raised his left and right hands, causing the blue and black lights to overlap.
Everyone at Kassel College watched the process intently.
"What exactly is Su An preparing with his hands?!"
"These seem to be high-risk spells? And there are two of them?"
"No? That seems to be a completely opposite force. According to the elemental sensors left on the Moniah, the elemental reactions in Suan's hands are completely opposite. What kind of incantation requires two completely opposite forces to combine? What great miracle is he brewing!"
Manstein was utterly shocked. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and suddenly cried out in alarm.
"The Corpse Guardian has moved! Is Su An in time?!"
Yes! The corpse guards on the water's surface have moved!
It keenly sensed that it couldn't let Su An continue to build up his power. Although it was many times larger than Su An, its whole body trembled involuntarily when its eyes were fixed on the ball of light in Su An's palm. It was the most primal instinct of a living being—fear.
Alchemy creations are not inherently fearless; this is the pressure emanating from the power in Su An's hand. Even a trace of this pressure is unbearable for the Corpse Guardian's bones.
No, we can't let this ant continue like this; it will be destroyed if it continues.
Although the Corpse Guardian cannot die, it can be destroyed. From its birth, it was designed to protect the King of Bronze and Fire, and the alchemical logic within it dictates that it cannot abandon the yellow jar and leave.
That ant must be stopped, or the consequences will be unimaginable!
The Corpse Guardian roared, urging its withered muscles to expel the fragments that had been shot into its body. Its joints and torso regained mobility, and it roared as it unleashed huge membranous wings from its back. The membranous wings flapped rapidly, giving its massive body kinetic energy.
Su An saw the corpse guard approaching out of the corner of his eye. Instead of retreating, he quickened the combination of spells in his hands.
This seemed to be a very difficult process; even with Su An's current strong physique, all his muscles were aching and on the verge of collapse.
Su An had little strength left. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingers trembled incessantly as he tried to stop the two opposing forces from consuming each other.
"Get it together—" Su An roared!
Finally! After a burst of light, the "Azure" and "He" spells overlapped, and an imaginary mass that could be launched into Su An's hand was generated.
It was an energy wave that cut through space. After it shot out, it passed directly through the body of the dragon-shaped corpse guard, leaving a smooth, circular gap and a shower of blood.
The dragon-shaped corpse guarding the landed on the ground with only a mangled limb and a webbed foot, splashing up a huge spray of water that nearly capsized the Moniah.
The dragon-shaped corpse guarded the place, and then died.
Su An finally won.
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On this day, a major news story broke in the world of mixed-race people, like dozens of bombs being dropped into deep water, causing a global uproar.
Elizabeth Estate, England.
Inside the elegant attic, a blonde girl with her hair piled up was looking down at a document.
Her blonde hair was intricately braided and piled up on her head, her fair neck like that of an elegant swan, and her blue eyes possessed an innocent and bright clarity. Her face was slightly youthful, but the noble air in her eyes could not be concealed. The girl turned her head to one side, wearing a pure white long dress, the pearls around her neck shimmering.
Standing beside the girl was an elderly butler in a suit, who stood ramrod straight like a sharp sword.
The old butler was dressed in a traditional butler's uniform, a black tailcoat, white shirt, black bow tie, and trousers, all impeccably coordinated. Beneath the uniform, the outline of his strong muscles was faintly visible.
The old butler presented several more documents, each with a cover featuring a handsome young man with blue eyes and black hair.
Elizabeth's eyes lit up, and she slowed down her reading pace, examining each page with extreme care.
After a long while, she finally looked up from the documents with reluctance.
She looked directly into the butler's eyes, a habit she had been taught in etiquette classes since childhood—to look people in the eye when speaking to them.
"Sir, I would like to hear your opinion. As a member of the board of directors of Kassel College, I believe I should reward the S-class students who have made such great contributions."
The butler standing to the side bowed deeply: "Yes, it is permissible to give a reward, but it must be given in your name, not in the name of the Board of Directors."
"Why?" Elizabeth raised her beautiful eyebrows.
"Su An's future is bound to be limitless. The reward in the name of the Board of Directors may make him grateful, but it will not leave a deep impression on him."
But it's different if you give the reward in your personal capacity. The reward will be more effective. There's a similar Chinese proverb, "treat the virtuous with courtesy." At this moment, for an S-rank who is already honored, he has neither lack of praise nor honor. What he needs is genuine warmth, warmth that reaches the heart and understands the hardships of the battle. This is the best reward.
Such a reward should demonstrate understanding of his efforts, which will make him grateful.
Isabella nodded frequently as she listened to the first part, but became more and more confused as she listened to the later parts.
"What is true comfort and understanding that reaches the heart?"
After considering for a moment, the butler began, "One..."
Elizabeth asked, puzzled, "What?"
"A girlfriend who understands and loves him."
The butler seemed to have taken a great deal of courage to say those words, and after he finished speaking, he carefully observed Elizabeth's reaction. However, Elizabeth did not feel offended, but rather suddenly understood.
"The Chinese honey trap, huh?"
The butler nodded and said, "We can find an excellent woman from a collateral branch of the family..."
"No"
Elizabeth interrupted him.
"I heard that Kassel College is going to report the victory dance."
Elizabeth gently stroked Su An's face on the cover, a face embodying distinctly Eastern aesthetics, combining freshness, mystery, and power, with deep blue eyes like a still lake.
"I'll go and meet him myself," Eliza said, her face slightly flushed, but her tone seemed to show no reluctance.
"Huh?" The butler was dumbfounded.
"Ahem," Elizabeth coughed, turning her face away under the butler's strange gaze, and said with an air of righteous indignation:
"Only by having the head of the Elizabeth family personally intervene can we show sufficient respect. This is an S-rank friendship, very precious, and not to be approached with an air of superiority. Friendship requires sincerity in return. I'm not trying to develop a romantic relationship with him, but for both personal and rational reasons, I should first observe him in person to see what kind of person he really is. After all, his photos are too deceptive; only seeing is believing. I don't want any member of the Elizabeth family to fall into the hands of someone whose character I don't know."
After stammering through a bunch of things, Elizabeth came to this conclusion.
"I did it all for the family."
"Is that really the case?" The butler's face twitched.
"That's right," Elizabeth said.