"Let's go."
After making his declaration, Luo Zhen simply waved his hand. The coat on his body suddenly billowed up with a roar, enveloping everyone.
The next second, the coat churned and transformed into a Three-legged Crow.
The Three-legged Crow abruptly beat its wings, sending a burst of dazzling Fire Powder scattering through the air. It shot straight into the sky, flew toward the horizon, pierced through the academy's barrier in an instant, and sped outside.
The students, guards, and professors present could only watch helplessly as Luo Zhen left with Io. Not one of them had the courage to chase after him, and they could only stand there in silence.
The Academy Head did not attack again either. Watching the Three-legged Crow disappear into the distance and feeling the pain continuously radiating through his body, he sighed.
"I really am getting old..."
The Academy Head uttered those words, though it was impossible to tell whether he was mocking himself or lamenting.
The person who answered him was a withered old man with a head of white hair who had walked over.
"Do you really intend to let them go?"
The old man who said this was the Head of the Medical Department and the Chief Representative Professor. His position in the academy was second only to Edward Rutherford, the Academy Head. During the operation to arrest Luo Zhen just now, he had been the only one who did not act, focusing solely on evacuating the students. He was also the person who understood the Academy Head best, as well as his trusted confidant—the professor known as Percival.
In this academy, and even throughout the entire world, there was no one who understood the Academy Head better than this Chief Representative Professor.
This Chief Representative Professor knew all the Academy