The seasoned Arcane Archer Gudrian Reinhardt had been through countless battles and adventures. Even if he exhausted his imagination, he never would have guessed that the spell that would put the greatest pressure on him in his life would be an ordinary Activation Spell.
Not the high-level Animate Object spell that made inanimate objects move.
Just the most ordinary Activation Spell—the kind you used whenever you had a blood clot or felt your muscles stiffening.
Green light enveloped him.
This Activation Spell, which wasn't supposed to cause any harm, was now acting on his wildly writhing large intestine, desperate to find an exit.
The overwhelming urge made it impossible for him to keep standing. His body gradually curled up until he was hunched over, using every last ounce of strength to hold the final line.
His sphincter muscles were failing!
He was now curled up like a cooked shrimp, clutching his stomach, his back bent as if his spine were about to snap.
By now, the spectators in the plaza were completely bewildered by how the battle was unfolding.
To them, it was a bizarre examination—highly entertaining, but also a little hard to watch.
The imaginative use of spells, the dramatic twists and turns, every attack from the Jia Xiu Squad kept them on the edge of their seats.
As for the part that was hard to watch... they meant that quite literally.
It was too disgusting.
"What's wrong with the examiner? Why's he down again? Is he going to throw up?"
"I can't take this anymore. I'm going to stop watching."
"Have to say, though, the examiner seems to eat pretty well."
"Is what he eats really the thing we should be focusing on?"
"Hey, didn't that Jia Xiu just use another spell?"
"No idea. What's with the commentator