Beat the Drowning Dog

Cain's actions had not escaped the major powers. Their eyes and ears lined the East Coast, and a disturbance this enormous had long since drawn their attention—especially when it happened deep in White House Academy's territory.

The major powers' Third-Level Wizards quickly traveled through teleportation formations to the vicinity of White House Academy.

To a Third-Level Wizard, helping lead the charge to eliminate someone guilty of such monstrous crimes would surely draw the World Will's attention. When the time came to break through to the Fourth Level, it might even grant them special favor.

Wolman, the head of the Soul School, was especially excited.

Wolman had long researched how to give the Despair Force physical form and use it in wars against other worlds. So far, he had managed to draw it out for indiscriminate attacks.

Just as he had done in the Ice World, where one decisive strike had even plunged the World Will into slumber.

But Wolman had made no progress on controlling it. Power that could not be controlled was something no Wizard could accept.

The moment he received the images sent by Six-Ring Tower, Wolman was beside himself with joy.

Clearly, this fellow who had obtained an ancient legacy from who knew where was following the same path as him—and had an effective way to control that power.

But the fellow who had inherited it had plainly strayed down the wrong path. Completely controlled by the Despair Force, he had become a threat to the Wizarding World instead.

Wolman would never miss this hunt, even if there were no reward at all.

Inside a tower at White House Academy.

The heads of the six major powers sat around a round table. Their immense auras pressed against their surroundings, distorting even the air.

Under the glow