A buzzing rang in Hughberlian's ears, making the sense of space in her vision seem somewhat distorted.
All she could see was the silver liquid aberrant form barreling around the classroom like a cannonball. Every impact sent up a spray of silver and blood, as if steel were rampaging through cake.
The Tier 5 demon teacher who had originally been standing at the classroom entrance had now been devoured in a large chunk by the silver aberrant form. Tearing wounds split open across his body, and blood gushed from between his flesh and bones like a spring, soaking into the grass. The remaining corpse lay quietly on the ground in two pieces, twitching faintly like a puppet with its strings cut.
All signs of life had vanished from him, leaving only those hollow eyes helplessly gazing at the botanical garden's dome.
The botanical garden, which had been peaceful just moments ago, had undergone a violent transformation in the blink of an eye. Its tranquility had been swallowed by boiling black mist, turning it into a poisonous miasma filled with screams rising one after another!
The premonition of death was like an invisible ghostly claw, gripping Hughberlian's heart tightly. It was as though a cold current had climbed from the base of her spine all the way to her throat, making every breath unbearably heavy.
Her heart pounded, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
"Duke Miss Hughberlian, I've finally found you."
Along with the hoarse voice, the shadowy figure walking step by step from the distant doorway gradually came into focus. It radiated intense malice, making Hughberlian shudder.
Her limbs stiffened at the same time, leaving her unable to move, as if she had been bound by some kind of magic.
The frail Tier 1 Poet