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In the cafeteria, the Magic Mirror clearly reflected everything happening on the Northern Battlefield.
As Xu Lie swiftly dispatched all the Evil Mages, the First-Year Students erupted in excitement, shouting until their voices were hoarse. Xu Lie's magic was the beacon of hope in their hearts! They vowed to follow Xu Lie for a lifetime and pledge their loyalty to Truth School!
"Domain Magic! Domain Magic! One day, I will surely master my own Domain Magic!"
Among the crowd, a few more composed First-Year Students gazed at the image in the Magic Mirror and noticed that their beloved Xu Lie had not dismissed the Great Library. The ethereal figure of the Great Library still hovered steadily behind Xu Lie. After all, it was rare to use it; Xu Lie would want to maximize its value before canceling it.
On the eastern battlefield of the school, Upperclassmen had already met and swiftly defeated some Evil Mages. However, on the western side, Qilunaar and his apprentice, as well as the teachers on the southern battlefield, still faced a portion of Evil Mages who were desperately clinging to life.
Harnessing the vast mental power of a legendary mage, they locked onto their enemies from a distance. The Golden Giant Hand, capable of crushing foes with ease, extended once more.
The colossal hand swept across the sky, radiating brilliant light that illuminated much of Truth School. The First-Year Students in the cafeteria disregarded the live broadcast from the Magic Mirror and rushed outside, feeling that being amidst this radiant giant hand was an immense honor!
The extended giant hand clenched into a fist high above in the sky, carrying unparalleled might as it came crashing down from the heavens!
Boom!
The ground trembled.
Boom! Boom!
The earth shook again.
To the west of Truth School, Evil Mages continued to resist fiercely against Qilunaar and Beric's relentless flames. Just as they noticed a darkening sky and heard the whistling wind approaching, they were suddenly smashed into pancake-like remnants by a barrage of golden fists!
To the south of Truth School, facing Reiner and his dark mist reinforcements, the Evil Mages were already at a disadvantage and pondering how to escape when they too were crushed into small cakes.
The impact of the golden fists hitting the ground was so powerful that even new students inside Truth School could feel it; the earth beneath their feet seemed to tremble with joy in celebration of this great victory.
We won! We won!
"Haha! A mere Evil Mage! They are no match for our Truth School at all! When I go home for the holidays, I must tell everyone in the village that I have finally avenged them!"
In an instant, the entire Truth School was transformed into a sea of joy. The most excited were the still somewhat immature First-Year Students, who could only express their delight through running and cheering.
The Upperclassmen had a wider array of methods. Some released nearly harmless sparks into the air, serving as makeshift fireworks; others created mud Puppets to engage in playful brawls. The whole school was increasingly festive.
The teachers were also in good spirits, though they did not shout themselves hoarse like the newcomers. As seasoned veterans, the Magic Teachers showcased their magical prowess with a variety of spells. With a wave of their hands, plants grew rapidly; a Teng Man formed into a trampoline, allowing the new students to bounce while branches swayed low, catching them as they soared up and down.
With a flick of a wand, sweet juices multiplied from one to ten, then to hundreds, available for all to enjoy. Magic aimed at the lake summoned various Water Sprites that joined the crowd, their droplets shimmering and more dazzling than any fountain display.
They conjured Celestial Horses with wings and plucked leaves to transform into grand Green Leaf Carriages, whisking students away on flights through the sky.
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