At Iketerite Academy, the entire Jella Memorial Square fell utterly silent.
Every tree, every fallen leaf, even every gust of wind seemed to have frozen, sinking into soundless shock.
Even the people around the square—whether the stern professors passing by, the lively students, or the staff walking about—stopped moving entirely, staring wide-eyed at this unexpected scene.
On the screen—
The Saintess of Destruction had simply fallen to her knees in front of Lanchi, unable to stand.
It was as if the principal had caught a delinquent student who refused to repent and punished her.
At last.
"Did you see the card he used...?"
A student asked blankly.
"I remember there's a spell called Mental Interference that can briefly interfere with targets within a three-meter radius and make them stop. Lanchi's spell was obviously similar, but... I don't know what to say..."
The disgusting thing about mental control was that it was either continuous, or so brief that it did not even require purification to dispel.
That was why the Saintess of Destruction was completely bewildered.
Before she could even react, she had already knelt before Lanchi.
"I'm f***ing dead! You couldn't make a card like this without ten mothers!"
"It was definitely made by Lanchi himself!"
In the past, if they had seen a card like this, they might have suspected it was some Netherworld abomination produced when the Shadow World went insane.
But now that they were familiar with the Lanqi Clan's habits and knew that Lanchi was a Quasi-Platinum Tier card maker and a student of Iketerite Academy, they did not even need to think about who had made this card!
"Great Lan Teacher really deserves to die!"
"No, seriously, what the hell is this White Mage of his?"
The lightning-fast battle earlier had lasted only a few