High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 1648 - 392 Magic is Innocent

Chapter 1648: Chapter 392 Magic is Innocent

"Indeed."

The Great Witchcraft Sujade nodded slightly, expressing cautious support for Eris’s words: "The lack of magic power will make our warriors more easily fatigued, plunge our minds into chaos, and put us at a natural disadvantage even before the decisive battle with the wizards begins. The timing and geography are both against us."

"Very sharp, very sharp."

The Duke Ulysses also nodded with a smile, not denying Eris’s viewpoint, but rather praised repeatedly: "No wonder, an ancient divine spirit born with a world, has an unparalleled sensitivity to the greater situation."

Though he said this, his tone was somewhat perfunctory, and his expression showed no sign of seriously considering the matter, as if what he had just heard was not the great disadvantage of the Demon Alliance Army, but rather a triviality like his breakfast being slightly salty.

Eris retracted her forelimbs and scratched the bristles beneath her eyes.

She somewhat doubted if she had expressed herself inadequately, causing the Old Witch Demon to not realize the seriousness of the issue.

Just as she self-reflected, the Duke Ulysses suddenly spoke, asking with a smile: "Oh, I almost forgot... Have I introduced you to Leviathan’s sister, Ziz?"

Saying so, he pointed behind him.

The dark red in Sujade’s eyes fluctuated slightly.

The jade-colored spider stood up with two slender hind legs, its small black eyes widening, looking in the direction that the Duke Ulysses pointed.

It was a place not yet enveloped by the sky’s light and ground fire, still covered by the deep night of the Black Prison World. But the phosphorescent glow brought by the large tentacles falling from the sky made that night not entirely close.

By that hint of phosphorescence, Eris vaguely saw a slender figure, slowly pacing towards the Black Prison Castle, its hands raised high as if holding a torch. However, the flame on the torch was too weak, merely as bright as the dim glow of a candle and almost indistinguishable from those bits of phosphorescence, as if a slight breeze could extinguish it.

But Eris knew that the sense of weakness was merely her illusion.

The immense magical power released by that torch, even from a distance, she could clearly feel.

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When Leviathan broke through the boundary, though it tore a large part of the clouds, letting the brilliant starlight fall into this desolate world, the coverage of that starlight was ultimately limited.

The entire Black Prison remained mostly enshrouded in impenetrable darkness.

Only near the Black Prison Castle, there were veins of magma fire summoned by the demons using the Hell Equation, and in the sky, a glowing array formed by wizards using sky lanterns.

Of course, with the arrival of Leviathan, many sky lanterns were scattered and extinguished, putting the wizards at a temporary disadvantage in illumination.

The wizards guarding the Black Prison Castle seemed to want to change this state, releasing several ’Shining Evening Walks.’

The endless fireflies that spilled after the shining light extinguished certainly made up for the missing light following the sky lantern array’s fragmentation, but it also angered Leviathan, who had half its body already probing into the Black Prison World.

"Aoo!!"

"Aoo aoo aoo!!"

The long drawn-out howl of the giant beast echoed in the heavens once more, Leviathan’s thousands of giant eyes atop its head narrowing simultaneously, with tens of thousands of tentacles tightening below its jaws.

The black-armored monsters descending into the Black Prison along those tentacles seemed to know what was about to happen and curled up into balls, claws gripping the ground tightly.

As for the prisoners and wizard hunters engaged in combat — including the Big Wizards and Great Demons commanding the front on both sides — only a shred of spirit was split to vigilantly watch the sky, just in case the giant beast suddenly went berserk.

Then, under everyone’s gaze, Leviathan parted its gigantic maw filled with fangs and took a deep breath.

Whoosh!!

Ferocious gales burst forth from nowhere, rushing from all directions toward that giant maw. The already scattered sky lanterns, due to the split formation, were like a school of scattered shrimp facing a feeding blue whale, swallowed whole by that vast mouth in one go. And the phosphorescence scattered by ’Shining Evening Walk,’ like duckweed, was also snuffed out by the wind, or vanished into Leviathan’s maw just like the sky lanterns.

Even the magma fire summoned by the Hell Equation grew dimmer under the immense suction.

For a time, the area around the castle, which had just become clear, was engulfed once again by the intrinsic breath of the Black Prison, turning pitch black.

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"Don’t shout or yell, it’s too disgraceful!"

Professor Yao turned his head to look at a few young wizards, who were hurriedly running along the city wall passing messages, the tobacco pipe in his mouth tipping up slightly, the embers in the bowl glowing like the eyes of a demon, giving off a slightly eerie aura: "...It’s just a big fish yawning, don’t panic as if the sky is falling!"

"S-sorry!" A young warlock, evidently ashamed of his recent panic, immediately stopped in his tracks, his legs coming together, and bowed deeply to Jiuyou Academy’s principal, with all his strength.

The other equally flustered young wizards awkwardly halted their steps.

Professor Yao glanced at the bowing young warlock, looking at his somewhat familiar face, and frowned slightly: "Are you Ampish?"

The young wizard seemed not to expect a response from the professor.

After straightening up, he stood dazed for a few seconds, then hurriedly bowed again: "R-reporting to the principal, I’m Ampier... Ampish is my cousin."

Professor Yao’s face showed slight recognition.

"I thought so," he shook his head, and from the pipe clenched between his teeth, smoke began to rise anew: "I remember Ampish achieved the Gold Medal Hunter title last year, how could he be so incompetent."

The young wizard’s face flushed red, unable to stand straight even as he remained bent over, he just lowered his head, shouting again loudly: "Sorry! It won’t happen again!"

A nearby elderly witch gave Professor Yao a reproachful glance; Old Yao raised his hands apologetically and walked over to the young wizard, grasping his shoulders and making him stand up straight.

"Do you know what the biggest fallacy in the Wizard World is?" The professor exhaled a thick cloud of smoke towards outside the city walls, the embers in the tobacco bowl radiating a fiery red in the darkness.

Ampier stared blankly at that pinprick of red, hesitatingly shaking his head.

"The biggest fallacy in the Wizard World is ’Magic is innocent,’" Professor Yao took a heavy drag, his voice becoming somewhat blurred:

"Black Wizards use magic to gather souls, but magic is innocent; Witch Demons use magic to kill, but magic is innocent; ancient spirits used magic to imprison a sun, then pretended to have lost it, which demons found and dragged into the Black Prison... yet magic is still innocent!"

"Ha!"

Professor Yao grasped Ampier’s shoulders, pointing outside the city at an extremely tiny light in the depths of the night sky: "So, don’t solve problems with apologies... it’s as awful as ’magic is innocent.’