Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 1479: The Weight of Pure Mana

Originally, Kelly had planned to play along with the others, pretending she had taken the pill just as they had. Her goal was never to fight the Wilton students seriously, her real enemy had always been elsewhere. She had no intention of swallowing the mysterious substance, especially after Raze’s warning. Instead, her plan was to rely on her natural strength and pour more effort into her spells, making it appear as though she too had received a sudden boost.

Yet, what she witnessed shook her expectations. She had imagined the pill would provide a simple enhancement, perhaps an increase in speed or strength. But this… this transformation was something else entirely. Their bodies had shifted, their forms altered until they radiated raw mana itself.

As the others reeled from the sight, Liam was suddenly assaulted by several blazing beams. His system instantly guided him, mapping out the safest movements and telling him where to step. With precision, he shifted his weight, each step landing in the exact place needed to avoid the barrage.

Dame, too, was under pressure. The weakened George, who only moments ago had been staggering from Dame’s earlier strike, now moved as though he had never been touched. His body pulsed with unnatural vigor as he released a massive sphere of condensed mana. The orb burst outward in all directions like a shockwave.

Dame’s body flickered as sparks surrounded him. Using his lightning body technique, he darted backward just in time, escaping the blast with his frame intact. Even so, the air itself trembled from the sheer force.

All around them, attacks filled the arena. And the more Raze observed, the more his suspicion hardened into certainty.

These were not normal spells.

He raised his hand, analyzing the shimmering projectiles in the air. They carried no affinity, no elemental signature, no trace of fire, water, wind, or earth. They were pure mana.

That explained everything.

No affinity meant no interaction. Normally, affinities followed a balance: fire against wind, earth against lightning, water extinguishing flame, and so forth. Even unique traits still played within the boundaries of that cycle. But pure mana was different. Pure mana devoured whatever it touched if it was stronger, reducing spells to nothing but scattered particles.

It was like a game of rock-paper-scissors where one player had suddenly brought a weapon that trumped all three. As long as their output exceeded the opposing mage’s, every affinity spell would crumble against it.

When the next barrage tore through the battlefield, Raze finally moved. For the first time, he stretched out his hand, lightning bursting from his palm. Direct, sharp, and swift, his element of choice. Bolts surged forth, intercepting the oncoming beams before they could smash into Piba and Moze. The air cracked with thunder as his magic met theirs, scattering the mana blasts to harmless sparks.

Kayzel’s eyes widened. He had been watching Raze carefully from the start, and now he finally saw him intervene.

“So even with the help of the pills,” Kayzel muttered under his breath, “you’re still able to stop us.”

He clenched his jaw. He had already figured out the same truth as Raze, that their bodies now produced pure mana. And he knew what that meant. There was only one solution: more power.

“Everyone, gather!” Kayzel commanded. His voice cut across the battlefield with authority. “If we attack all at once, with everything we have, they won’t be able to resist!”

One by one, the glowing students obeyed. They moved together, energy pulsing, mana flaring violently around them as they began to concentrate their strength for a massive combined assault.

Across the field, the Wilton students regrouped as well, instinctively closing ranks around Raze. Chiba and Yolden tried to push back with water and fire, weaving spells together, but the results were the same as before. Their attacks simply melted away against the glowing shells of mana, absorbed as though swallowed whole.

“Do you want me to use my sword?” Liam asked, his voice steady even as sweat beaded on his brow. He rested his hand on the hilt. “I think in this situation it would cut through the energy. Maybe even cut through them.”

Raze’s eyes flicked toward him. He knew Liam was right. His blade, imbued with Qi, could likely pierce the mana shrouding their bodies. But he also knew the cost.

“Yes, the sword would work,” Raze admitted quietly, “but if it cuts the body itself, then the damage might be fatal. These are still students. They are young. It’s natural for them to make mistakes, and it’s natural for them to be influenced by the decisions of those above them. If I can… I want to save them.”

Safa heard the words and her chest tightened. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling. Raze, the boy who once despised the world, who once would have burned everything down for the sake of his goals, now spoke of saving others. Not just his allies, but even his enemies.

For the first time, he didn’t sound like someone bent solely on revenge. He sounded like someone who wanted to protect.

“What can we do to help?” Safa asked, stepping forward.

Raze exhaled slowly. His gaze never left the glowing figures gathering power across the field. “This isn’t a normal situation. They’re using something they should never have touched. I will handle this. I need you to give me cover.”

“No problem,” Piba answered firmly, his voice carrying conviction. One by one, the others nodded in agreement. They all knew the truth, there was no way they could stand against that kind of power. Not now.

“Then listen carefully,” Raze said. His tone dropped into command, sharp and deliberate. “Use your earth magic. Raise the ground and shatter it into dust. Break it down as fine as possible. Then use wind magic. Create a storm around us, a massive tornado of dust and debris. Hide us from their sight.”

The students’ eyes hardened. They didn’t know what Raze intended to do once the cover was made, but they trusted him. He had carried them this far, and if there was any chance of surviving this overwhelming force, it would be because of him.

And so, while the Central Academy students gathered their mana for one devastating strike, the Wilton side prepared to cloak their strongest card in the storm of the battlefield.

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