Sirone and the others stared at the power of darkness falling at an incredible speed.�When I saw it up close, it was much bigger than I expected.

Alpheas�s hands slowly fell down.�The movements of his arms continued like flowing water, and then began to split into dozens of afterimages.�The eyes of those who watched were filled with wonder.

�what?�

The afterimage of Alpheas moved terribly slowly.�The photons compressed in his palm disappeared in an instant.�Even during that time, the Power of Darkness had not yet reached half the distance.

Sirone couldn�t move a single finger.�No, he couldn�t even breathe.�Time is passing slowly.�Only a drop of photon, smaller than a speck of dust, was moving at the speed of light.�

The photon plunged into the great darkness.�The wave-like ripples slowly oscillated and moved away as slowly as time slowed down.

and the next moment.

Flash!

There was a powerful explosion of light that made the world a blank slate.�

The power of darkness was torn apart and spread.�The light that spread throughout the magic school weakened from the center and then disappeared in the form of a ring.

When time returned to normal, Sirone and the others looked up at the sky with absurd expressions.�A pale moon hung in the night sky where even the clouds had disappeared.�

�What kind of magic is this?�

It does not have physical force like Photon Cannon, nor does it have durability like Shining.�It was a magic that was created to explode the strongest light in only a moment.

Arcane�s impression was distorted.

�Alpheas����.�

�It�s the magic of the Big Bang.�It�s embarrassing to put it on the association, but I think it�s good enough as a farewell gift.�

�surely����You didn�t just run away for 40 years.��

Arcane realized what Alfeas was aiming for.�It is not a magic developed as an antidote to dark magic.�It wasn�t even about getting over yourself.�

Alfeas only assumed this moment, this situation, and polished the Big Bang for 40 years.

�It was pretty good, for you.�

Arcane�s knees thumped and hit the ground.�Due to the aftermath of the Abyss Memory, her brain function was seriously impaired.

�It will be good, Alfeas.�The 50-year bet paid off.�Since you have defeated the Arcanes of the world, your reputation will rise.�Do you want to become the archmage of your dreams?�

Alpheas shook his head.�Even at this moment, he is obsessed with superiority and inferiority.�Knowing that it was the driving force behind the creation of today�s Arcane, on the other hand, felt sorry for him.

�Master is no longer the archmage.�It was called that 50 years ago.�That�s enough time for a 10th-class newbie to become a 2nd-class archmage.�Our time is already over.�The world has changed, and I am too old to be ambitious.�How can you not know that?�

A vein stood on Arcane�s temple.�Even though he was defeated, his years of living enough to receive admonitions from his disciples were not insignificant.

�Why do you think you are an arrogant Alpheas?�You�d think you�d been caught up in some unfortunate misfortune.�let me tell you the truth�you are not a genius�I�m just a lowly wizard running away from misfortune.�

Arcane gave strength to his shaking legs and stood up.

�Old?�I became an archmage at your age.�How about being honest?�I don�t have one.�Aren�t you making excuses because you don�t have the confidence to go up any further?�

�It�s not just about going up.�As you get older, you should have appropriate introspection.�But Master is still no different from a boy who only pursues sweet ambitions.�

�Chuck!�Foolish Alpheas!�What are you so afraid of?�Take a step back and see.�There is no categorical imperative in this world that says it should be!� JrNovels.com