Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 844: Delete The Dark Faction



The academy in the Dark Faction had been operating the same way it had done in the past. Students were taking part in monthly assessments, allowing them to improve their skills and share their knowledge.

After the Dark Magus's display of power over a month ago, the sign-ups to the academy had actually increased compared to before, and there was a larger stream of students entering the academy after they learned from others that things were a bit easier.

The assessments were less about life and death, and the teachers' focus had shifted to the honor of the Dark Faction and fostering a competitive drive to be the best, without the need for survival assessments that were live-or-die.

Right now, in the Red Headband group, a teacher was on stage set up outside in the courtyard in front of the red headband building.

"Although many of you take pride in learning your own clan's skills and wish to prove that they are the best or advance them, it is important to learn a wide variety of skills," the teacher explained.

"A lot of Pagna warriors know many base techniques that your clan's skills might have been built upon. The more skills you know, the more you will understand other clans' techniques and ways to counter them. If there truly was just a single skill that could beat everything out there, then everyone would just learn that."

"But different skills and techniques are used in different assessments. So today, I want you to analyze your opponent's skills," the teacher explained. "Do you all understand?"

The students nodded, even though they didn't seem too pleased with the lesson for the day. It sounded quite boring to them. In the middle of their nods, though, they noticed something.

"Who's that?" one of the students asked, pointing at the stage.

The teacher turned to look at the individual and noticed a person they had never seen before. He looked like an ordinary man.

"The students don't seem to be too interested in your lesson here," the man said.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Who are you? No one is allowed to be in the academy without permission," the teacher said.

"I think we should give them a new lesson for today. Let's see how long they can survive." "What are you-"

*Bang*

A loud echoing sound was heard throughout the entire courtyard. It was a sound the students weren't used to, and when they looked at where it had come from, it was a small object held in the stranger's hand.

What was worse was the fact that the teacher had fallen over, with a small hole in his head. He collapsed to the ground, and blood was pooling on the stage.

"He killed him, he killed the teacher!"

"Someone quickly, we have to go and inform the other teachers! We're under attack!"

The students were in a panic, and as one turned to exit the courtyard, the loud bang was heard again. A small object could be seen going right through the back of the student's head, causing them to fall to the floor, their body lifeless, just like the teacher.

"My mission is to delete everyone in this academy! So don't worry, none of you will be left out," Scar said, as he pulled out two handguns and aimed them into the crowd. Soon, the resounding bangs started to go off, one after another, into the many students.

Screams were heard as the students started to break off, going in different directions, trying to escape from what was happening.

Not everyone was running away, though. Being the Pagna warriors that they were, and seeing only one enemy in front of them, some went for the target.

"If we can get rid of him, then this will stop!"

The students boosted themselves with Qi, jumping through the air. Scar was quick to react and shot a couple of the students coming at him. He hit one in the chest and another by the side.

Still, there were too many students coming at him, allowing one to come over to the right side of him. The student thrust his sword forward, but realized he had hit nothing but air. "Where did he go?" the student shouted, before another bang was heard and his vision went black as he collapsed on the stage.

The others looked up and could see the man was suddenly on the roof of the Red Headband building, and the loud bangs just didn't stop.

Some had tried to scale the side of the building by jumping up and running up the pillars. It was an easy task for Pagna warriors, but with Scar having the high ground, he could see them from all angles, and he fired away with ease.

"Come on, this is the first time I've been asked to take out a big target. The others had their fair share done already. I thought this would be harder!"

The students on the ground floor were losing hope that they could take out the figure, and so they started to run toward the exit. Some of them had exited from the Red Headband onto the main courtyard.

In doing so, they were running either to the closest headband group or to the main academy to get some help. Some didn't know where they were going, they were just running.

This didn't go unnoticed by Scar, and seeing it he had a large defeated sigh.

"The job was to leave no survivors, and I always complete my job perfectly." The gun in Scar's hand disappeared, and instead, a green round object could be seen in its place.

Pulling a pin from the top, he threw the green round object onto the ground right by the exit, where a large number of people were running from, and moments later, after bouncing, it exploded. Pieces of shrapnel lodged into multiple students trying to get out.

"Time to cause more of a mess," Scar said, as his whole body disappeared from the rooftop, heading to another location.