After everything they had been through, no one had the courage to continue surveying. The Ruined City was far more terrifying than any of them had imagined.
Who knew how many of them would still be alive by the time they finished the survey?
They were utterly exhausted, but more importantly, they were afraid. The seeds of fear had long since taken root in their hearts.
The False Terror Demon had already left them shaken. Now the Bewitching Demon Spider had made them kill one another.
Liao Mingxuan had killed Ming Cong. Even though he had been the one most deeply bewitched, no one could accept the horror of it.
After gathering their belongings, they went to look at Ming Cong's body. In the end, they buried him there and cast an Earth Element spell over the grave to seal it, so that Demon Beasts would not dig him up and eat him.
Xu Dalong, who had been badly wounded, was awake. His abdomen was still wrapped in bandages, and he looked haggard.
He was lucky just to be alive. He asked for nothing more than to return with the others.
When they had arrived, the group had marched in with their heads high, as though they could flatten this little Ruined City.
Instead, they had barely begun the survey before they were reduced to a battered, defeated band. They had finally learned just how cruel Demon Beast territory could be.
So what if they were elites of Pearl Academy? So what if they were Imperial Capital Academy's finest Magic students? Out in the perilous wilderness, even staying alive was far from guaranteed.
It did not matter how admired they were at school, how easily they overwhelmed their classmates, or how many stories their seniors told them about the outside