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BORN RULER: The Heavens are just my subordinates

If the heavens do exist, then I'll make them my servants. If they are the law makers, I'll will turn them upside down. I'm am me, and If there is destiny, I'll make l become it's destination. If there is creation, then I'll become the creator. Find out the unique taste of a new writer in the writer's world. Like,vote comment and have fun. ~brightbrain~

BrightBrain256 · Fantasy
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Battle of the strong.

The butterflies surrounded them at a high speed blocking off a route of escape. The boy holding the lightning spear charged with all his might and hit the butterflies revolving around him.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of metals colliding sounded making the boy's eyes light up as the momentum was reduced.The continuous hitting caused the butterflies to slowly begin to sparkle and the disappear one after another. Soon the butterflies dispersed making the other other two come to an understanding. Doing the same thing, the blue eyed girl threw her sword in the air and started casting a spell while interlocking her fingers at a high speed. An illusional giant sword appeared and hit the butterflies causing them to disperse at once.

The boy with a magic wand pointed at the butterflies and cast an iron spell. A large iron cage imprisoned the butterflies causing them to lose momentum and following that, he shrunk the cage as it crushed the butterflies to nothingness.

Looking at how the crisis had been solved. The three had a breath of relief and all had one thought. Since her manna has been depleted, I have to finish her before she could do the same trick once again.

Following that, the three attacked the purple haired girl simultaneously. Leaping into the hair, the boy thrashed his spear while the girl thrashed her sword but the boy with a magic wand seemed to be doing else. A smile appeared on the purple haired girl making their hearts skip a beat. Regardless, they couldn't give up such a chance.But before three three could deliver their strike,three large cages appeared as it trapped the three of them.

The efforts proved to be futile as the strikes easily broke apart cage spell releasing the two leaving only the purple haired girl.Everyone had one thought, among all the four, the butterfly girl had the least chance of occupying the room. Looking at how the fellow had destroyed their chance, the two attacked the magic wand boy.

Sensing the upcoming danger, the boy cast a protective cage around him that was hit sending him flying backwards until he landed unconscious. When the that was done,the two smiled at each other having seen through each other's thoughts.

Charging the lightning spear to the limit as the girl cast her spell with countless illusional swords appeared out of the sword she was holding.The two prepared to go and release their best and final attack.

Following that was silence all over the place as spectators watching waited to watch the final strike. The rumbling of thunder accompanied by lightning causing everyone to fill chills down the spine when they looked at spear. It was seemed like a god of lightning and thunder who had descended.

The thousands of illusionary swords filled the entire area causing a magical sword intent caused everyone to be filled with awe. She looked like an Immortal Sword Goddess.The two then attacked aggressively as the two attacks collided making everyone hold their breath.

A blinding light was emitted causing everyone to close their eyes.Suprisingly, the purple haired girl flew towards the two and with a loud bang.A big force causing her to fly backwards before regaining balance at some distance.

Following that, two figures came into view after the light dispersed.One was a girl whose hair was emitting smoke with her clothes burnt and a boy who had wounds all over his body with blood flowing out of them.His clothes had countless bloody holes as he held onto his spear that looked ordinary. He then slowly closed his consciousness and fell down. The girl tried to hang on but also fell down unconscious.

The boy with a magic wand appeared firmer than before ready to take on the opportunity. But before he could smile, the purple haired girl appeared before him causing his face to freeze.It was an amusing scene to watch. The boy could only curse inwardly at his luck.

Casting his cage spell, the boy attacked aggressively but was slammed away like a fly. What surprised everyone was what had slammed the boy away. It was a large punch made of butterflies. The purple haired girl had her watch vibrate as 12 points were added onto her profile.

Profile file.

Name: Nora Patience

Bloodline type: Noble

Bloodline class: Magic bloodline

Age:15

Race:Human Mage

Class: Unknown

Section:The Bureau of Magicians

Points:12 points

Mission: None

Ranking: None

With that everyone's watch vibrated as it showed a green light on the Bloodlight district showing Nora's name on room twenty.

When everything was settled, the students turned back only to find old and worn out tents looking at them.The scramble for the tents in good condition began as the law of the jungle came into view.

In the Staff Hall, the camp patrons were standing as they watched the students fight among themselves. There was a continuous nodding amongst them as they watched different fights from the to time. Teacher One's expression turned serious when he suddenly saw a boy going straight to room 2 with a challenge. Though he knew nothing about the new student Hedrick in room two, he knew this was a chance to see how good the student was.

~ Forest of Tears~

A middle aged man dressed in black with two horns on his forehead was walking when he suddenly came to stop. Sniffing at the tree trunk, a sudden realization struck as his eyes lit up.

"It seems a noble demon was once here. If I could taste his blood,my demqon slayer cultivation shall reach the early stages of the Void realm."

His smile came to a stop when his ears picked a sudden movement, causing him to turn into a red mist and flee away. A group of masked men appeared as they felt a familiar a scent. One of the men looked around as he gave a casual wave and the men misted into the direction that the middle aged man had taken.