From the heretic base shrouded in gray mist came countless shouts and screams of heretics.
Leica sat atop the flying device, his gaze cold and uncompromising as he stared at the Tier Three heretic ahead.
His teammates, together with another fifth-year team, were already battling the heretics.
"These heretics are aided by the environment. While they only know a handful of spells, each of them carries corruption. Combined with such dense contamination, even a Tier Two spell can unleash Tier Three power. They're honestly a bit troublesome."
"But still…"
Leica raised his Magic Staff.
"Compared to us, they're still far too inferior!"
This year's trial is extremely dangerous, but he must take risks.
Because after this trial, they would be leaving the school.
This was their last chance to advance to Tier Four.
