Chapter 453: The Return of the Fallen

The Return of the Fallen

And now—

It had happened again.

Except this time, the situation was far worse.

Gareth's face darkened.

He was so furious that he almost wanted to curse whoever had caused this disaster.

How could they have been so stupid?

How could they have provoked Mike again?

Didn't they know what kind of person he was?

Mike did not give him time to think.

His sword rose again.

Mana surged through his body.

The surrounding spiritual energy began to tremble violently.

Then—

Slash!

An enormous sword aura tore through the sky.

It carried Mike's fury.

It carried the grief of losing Shera.

It carried the accumulated resentment of the Celestis Academy.

The sword struck the mountain range.

Boom!

The entire mountain shook.

A gigantic crack appeared across the earth.

The mountain itself was split into two.

Stone collapsed from the cliffs.

Dust and smoke rose into the sky.

The remaining flames were scattered by the sword wind.

Gareth's expression changed again.

He immediately stepped aside.

The sword aura passed within inches of his body.

Even at his cultivation level, he felt a chill run through his heart.

He had almost been struck.

He looked at the enormous split in the mountain behind him.

Cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.

That sword was too powerful.

Mike had truly become a terrifying existence.

Gareth did not dare to continue exchanging blows recklessly.

The moment Mike's long Sword descended again, the air around them seemed to split apart.

Sword light tore through the clouds.

The ground beneath their feet trembled.

Even someone as powerful as Gareth could feel the sharp pressure pressing against his chest. Every exchange carried the weight of a mountain, and the more they fought, the clearer it became that Mike was not the same man he had known a century ago.

His gray hair whipped violently in the wind.

His black eyes were cold.

There was no hesitation left in them.

Only killing intent.

Gareth's expression tightened.

He hurriedly raised his hand.

"Martial Nephew Mike, can you listen to my explanation? After I investigate this matter, I will definitely give you a perfect explanation."

His voice carried urgency now.

There was no longer the calm arrogance he had possessed when he first appeared.

The current situation was simply too unfavorable for the Sky Breaker Academy.

Mike had completely locked onto him.

Nearby, Guardian Elder Smith stood watching.

The terrifying pressure coming from both sides made the surrounding space distort. Every time their weapons collided, thunderous explosions rolled across the Academy Premises.

Gareth understood something very clearly.

He could not continue fighting like this.

He was restrained by Mike.

Guardian Elder Smith was standing nearby, watching the situation unfold.

That meant Gareth could not spare even a moment to rescue the remaining students and elders of the Sky Breaker Academy.

All around them, figures were falling.

Blood stained the ancient stone.

Broken weapons lay scattered across the ground.

The once-majestic Academy Premises had become a battlefield.

If this continued, this ancient orthodoxy would probably really be destroyed.

Mike's eyes remained cold.

He did not answer immediately.

His grip around the sword tightened.

Gareth could see the decision in those eyes.

There would be no easy retreat.

"No need."

Mike did not give him a chance to explain.

The words were quiet.

Yet they carried an unmistakable finality.

He stepped forward.

Mana surged through his body like an erupting ocean.

The long Sword trembled in his hand, releasing a dazzling sword radiance.

Mike went all out.

He had already made up his mind to completely destroy the Sky Breaker Academy.

Gareth's face darkened.

The old man's brows sank as he watched Mike charge toward him again.

He had tried to persuade him nicely.

He had even lowered his pride and offered him an opportunity to investigate the matter.

Yet Mike actually did not give him any face.

A wave of anger rose within Gareth's chest.

"Hmph… Mike, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

His voice suddenly became cold.

With a wave of his hand, the surrounding Mana erupted.

Boom!

The earth shook.

A terrifying force burst outward from Gareth's body.

The pressure of the mid-stage pinnacle Realm descended like an ancient mountain.

For a moment, the sky itself seemed to dim.

Mike's sword aura was forcibly scattered.

His body was pushed backward through the air.

Gareth did not pursue immediately.

Instead, he stood in the middle of the battlefield, his robes whipping violently around him.

His eyes were filled with anger.

"I'm giving you another chance to leave this place. I can pretend that nothing happened today."

The threat hidden within his words was unmistakable.

Gareth was not merely making a suggestion.

He was warning Mike.

If Mike continued, Gareth would truly fight to the death.

But even as those words left his mouth, Gareth's gaze unconsciously drifted toward the battlefield behind Mike.

His heart tightened.

Bodies lay everywhere.

Students of the Sky Breaker Academy.

Young disciples who had once greeted him respectfully.

Elders who had guarded the Academy Premises for countless years.

Now they were nothing more than corpses scattered beneath the cold sky.

Blood slowly flowed between the cracks in the ancient stone.

Gareth's fingers trembled faintly.

Looking at the fallen students in front of him, Gareth's heart was bleeding.

This inheritance was as heavy as a mountain.

It was not something that could be casually abandoned.

The Sky Breaker Academy had existed for countless years.

Its foundation had been accumulated generation after generation.

Its scriptures.

Its treasures.

Its elders.

Its students.

Its reputation.

Everything had been built through the blood and sacrifice of countless predecessors.

If the Academy was destroyed today, everything would disappear.

The current situation was already one-sided.

The elders and experts of the Sky Breaker Academy had all been called out by Vargos.

And they had been killed.

One after another.

As a result, apart from Gareth, there was no one else in the Sky Breaker Academy who could hold the fort.