Reward: Shouki no Kami

The image lit up again. This time, Scaramouche sat in the House of Daena, writing down the true history of Tatarasuna. Perhaps some would think he was making it up, but as long as he recorded this history, the truth would not disappear completely.

History was always a little girl anyone could dress up as they pleased. Even genuine witnesses could not be sure they had seen all of it.

For those who came later, the truth of history might not matter. What mattered were the lessons and meaning it left behind.

Everyone had thought the Sky Screen's images would end there, but suddenly the scene shifted, showing Scaramouche fighting Bibi Dong.

Though Bibi Dong had become a god, she was no match for Scaramouche. In the end, he knocked her out of the sky, and she lay in a pit like a dead dog, unable to get up.

Without a comparison, there was no hurt. The people of the Douluo Continent probably hadn't had a clear idea of Scaramouche's strength before, but now they understood.

Gods came in all ranks and grades. Even Scaramouche, a false god cast down from his throne, could pin Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa God, to the ground and grind her into the dirt. It was clear that the gods spoken of by the Akademiya were far more powerful than the gods known to the Douluo Continent.

On Sea God Island, the High Priest Bo Saixi felt this most deeply. The so-called gods of the Douluo Continent were a complete joke.

But as a believer in the Sea God, she couldn't think that way. She could only try to convince herself that Bibi Dong, who had just become a god, couldn't compare to Lord Sea God. Lord Sea God was surely a mighty god.

In Heaven Dou City, Xiao Wu saw Scaramouche pinning Bibi Dong to the ground on the Sky Screen and cheered loudly.

This left Ma Hongjun very displeased.

"He's one of those Akademiya people! The Akademiya just kicked us out and made Grandmaster kneel here in disgrace. How can you cheer for him?"

"None of your business. I just think he beat her well!"

"You!"

Tang San stepped forward to defend Xiao Wu.

"Enough, Fatty. Xiao Wu only cheered. Don't make such a big deal out of it."

"Hmph, you two are thick as thieves. Go ahead and keep protecting her, Tang San. Sooner or later, you'll be the one crying!"

Hearing this, a flash of killing intent passed through Tang San's eyes.

Tang San had only been at Shrek Academy for a few months. To claim he had deep feelings for everyone there would have been utter nonsense.

In his eyes, the others were nowhere near as important as Yu Xiaogang and Xiao Wu.

The image on the Sky Screen froze on Scaramouche standing on Bibi Dong, then slowly darkened. A moment later, the Sky Screen's evaluation of Scaramouche appeared.

[He is a puppet made from a branch of the White Tree. He has endured the warmth and cold of the human world, and the fickleness of fate. Pain has been the main theme of his life]

[He endured suffering and finally broke free of the shackles of lies, finding the bitter fruit known as truth]

[He once sought to change history by ending his own life, but in the end, it was all in vain]

[Now, he has accepted all this, but he has never given up on defying fate. If given the chance, he would slap fate across the face, even if it cost him his life]

[All in all, he is someone who says one thing and means another. His words can be rather sharp, so if that bothers you, keep your distance]

[Of course, if you can get close to his heart, you'll discover just how soft it is]

[Don't try it lightly. He'll bristle. So far, the only one who's succeeded is a little dragon]

[Having borne the evils of the past, he now walks a righteous path. He deserves a little praise]

As Scaramouche read the Sky Screen's evaluation of him, the corner of his mouth twitched. He wasn't actually a cat, so what was all this about bristling?!

Speaking of the little dragon, a trace of nostalgia appeared on his face. He hadn't seen Little Durin in a while. He wondered if he was doing well.

Little Durin was truly one of the few friends he had, and one he couldn't handle. He really found it hard to refuse Little Durin's requests.

Qian Renxue, standing beside Scaramouche, was also curious. Who was the little dragon mentioned on the Sky Screen? A Soul Beast? But she didn't dare ask. Scaramouche wouldn't answer anyway; to him, Qian Renxue was just a stranger.

[Congratulations to Scaramouche for claiming the top spot. Reward: Shouki no Kami]

A beam of light fell directly upon Scaramouche, then vanished in the blink of an eye.

Scaramouche knew that he could now summon Shouki no Kami whenever he wished.

With a mere thought from Scaramouche, the enormous Shouki no Kami appeared in Spirit City. Everyone there got a clear view of its entire form.

The real Shouki no Kami was far more awe-inspiring than it had been on the Sky Screen.

Many people in Spirit City couldn't help falling to their knees in the direction of Shouki no Kami.

To the people of the Douluo Continent, kneeling before a god was only natural.

"Hahahaha! Beelzebul, I have ascended to godhood once again!"

After laughing, Scaramouche suddenly felt bored. After all, Raiden Ei wasn't even in this world.

Scaramouche put Shouki no Kami away and seemed no different from before, but Qian Daoliu grew even more nervous.

Scaramouche's own strength was enough to trounce Bibi Dong after she became a god. Now he had also gained the Sky Screen's reward, allowing him to transform into Shouki no Kami again.

His power had already surpassed Qian Daoliu's understanding. The Grand High Priest of the Angel God had no idea how he should face Scaramouche.

Scaramouche didn't care in the least what Qian Daoliu was thinking. Instead, he looked toward the Sky Screen, where new content had appeared.

[The new ranking will be revealed in one month. Stay tuned]

Then the Sky Screen slowly disappeared, and everything seemed to return to normal.

But discussion of the Sky Screen didn't die down. If anything, it would only grow livelier. Everyone was speculating about what kind of list would come next: a rankings list of the strongest, a Martial Soul ranking, a beauty ranking, and all sorts of other guesses.

Meanwhile, in Heaven Dou City, the Akademiya Branch also announced that enrollment would begin in three days. Anyone who passed the assessment could study at the Akademiya.

Because of the Sky Screen, everyone knew that the Akademiya had a god backing it. Even Scaramouche, who belonged to the Akademiya, could pin a god to the ground and grind her into the dirt.

Everyone wanted to study at such a powerful institution.

Even as an ordinary Akademiya student, one could borrow its prestige. No one would dare bully them in the future.

Of course, if anyone tried to use the Akademiya's name to commit evil, they could wait for Cyno to come knocking. The title of General Mahamatra was no empty boast.

To get into the Akademiya, many people began asking around about the entrance assessment and whether there was any way to pull strings.

The nobles could forget about pulling strings. Even Ning Fengzhi's daughter, Ning Rongrong, had to take the assessment if she wanted to enter the Akademiya.

For the branch's opening, Ouyang Kong had also summoned the rest of the Akademiya's members.

Haravatat—Kshahrewar College!

Rtawahist—Rtawahist College!

Kshahrewar—Haravatat College!

Amurta—Amurta College!

Haravatat—Haravatat College!

School of Lore—School of Lore College!

The assessments for the six schools had all been arranged.