When Sirone opened her eyes, a photon was born with a popping sound in front of her.�The more the mass was concentrated, the louder the voice in the heart became, but he resolutely ignored all sounds and increased its power.

�From now on, I can�t control myself.�

Sirone sent out a photon cannon while biting her molars.

As the sphere of light passed through Ataraxia, the bunker turned white.

As a result, Fleur�s mind also went white.�A tidal wave of enormous mass.�It felt like being thrown in front of the phenomena of a transcendental world untouched by humans.

bang!

An intense blasting sound broke through the roar of flashes.

As the atmospheric pressure in the bunker increased explosively, the energy of the photon cannon was compressed in front of Gaold�s palm.�It was the best defensive magic in the Air series, the Bakum Press that only Gaold could use.

�Uh, how����?�

Sirone couldn�t believe it even after seeing it with his own eyes.

It was neither sustained nor avoided.�Literally took the photon cannon by hand.

The photon cannon, already depleted of energy, floated in Gaold�s palm.�When he clenched his fist, he made a small pop and disappeared in vain.

Gaold looked back at Sirone and said with a smile.

�It is inconsistent.�

Silence passed.�No one in the bunker could speak.

�fail?�I?�

Sirone realized belatedly that he hadn�t even thought about not being able to pass the exam in the first place.�He just hoped that no one would get hurt with Ataraxia.

Gaold threw the wind-blown coat over his shoulder and walked towards the elevator.

�Kangnan, you are right.�That guy is useless.�send it back.�

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All the wizards in the bunker walked to the lift.

Sirone didn�t understand what the situation was like now.�Why is it inconsistent?�Even if he blocked the photon cannon, it was Gaold�s greatness, not his own ugliness.

�Isn�t this enough power?�

No, what level had Gaold been demanding of himself from the beginning?

�President of the association.�

Everyone waiting for the elevator to come down turned their heads to Sirone.

�Give me one more chance.�

Flew snorted in embarrassment.�How dare you ask a first-class archmage for a second chance.�He was more than audacious and it was clear he had no respect for the Association.

But this time, she didn�t have to step out.�Gaold was walking towards Sirone with cold eyes.

His thoughts were the same as the flu.�Toys that lost their play value were trash. JrNovels.com