CHAPTER 392: I Admit Defeat

The Dark Major's number one training ground was extremely large. The sparring between Han Shuo and Crowley had attracted numerous teachers and students to watch. Among them were Amyes and Dean Emma, who were both witnesses to the fight and responsible for everyone's safety.

A barrier had been set up inside the training ground to prevent the power of the magic from spreading. In addition to this, Emma had personally set up a separate small space for the spectators to hide in while they watched the battle. The recruiting outside could be considered as temporarily stopped.

"Dean, why are you willing to let the two of them duel on such an occasion?" as Amyes and Emma stood together, Amyes, who was dressed in a spotless white robe and appeared otherworldly refined, had a smile on his face as he asked Dean Emma.

Emma glanced at Amyes as he left the Babylon Academy of Magic and Strength. Previously, when Amyes had studied in the Light Major, Emma had already been the teacher in charge of the Space Major. Emma could also be considered as Amyes' senior within the Babylon Academy. Therefore, Amyes was very respectful towards her.

"During that time, this fellow Crowley was proud and arrogant. I see that he hasn't really changed even after such a long time, and dampening his spirit is not a bad thing. Besides, Bryan had just become a Grand Magus Necromancer and probably still isn't very adept at controlling some of the new necromancy magic. A spar that doesn't cause disharmony would actually be very beneficial to their progress. Emma smiled benevolently, her face wrinkled as she explained to Amyes.

"In that case, who do you think will win?" Amyes thought for a while before inquiring.

"Hehe, I think you should be clearer than me about that?" Emma smiled faintly as she looked at Amyes, as if hinting at something.

Amyes chuckled as he heard Emma's response and nodded his head without answering. As one of the heavyweights of the Dark Mantle, Amyes was aware of Han Shuo's accomplishments over the past few days. Through the Baptism of Blood and Fire, Han Shuo, as a necromancer who grasped mysterious techniques, had already performed many hidden large-scale moves.

Besides the Dragon Rider Celt, the leader of the Redbud Knights, Han Shuo had also fought the Red Archbishop Kosse of the Church of Light on several occasions. Amyes was also aware of other news. To be able to kill the Light Grand Magus Ferguson before becoming a Grand Magus himself, no matter how you looked at it, Han Shuo had a higher chance of winning.

The reason why Amyes was interested in judging the match this time was simply because he wanted to personally witness Han Shuo's improvement. In fact, Amyes would not be surprised by a victory. Han Shuo defeating Crowley was something both Amyes and Emma felt was inevitable.

Members of each faction were full of expectation as they watched the two Grand Magus in the centre. The eyes of Fanny, Lisa and the other necromancy majors were even brighter, their gaze fixed on Han Shuo as they wanted to clearly see Han Shuo's every move.

"It's not that there aren't any grand magus necromancers in the Lancelot Empire. However, these people were absorbed in researching magical knowledge and rarely appeared in front of others. This may be the only time your generation will get to see a Grand Magus Necromancer fight. Whatever happens, you must watch carefully.

Although Fanny was worried about Han Shuo, there wasn't much she could say now that things had come to this. As the instructor for the necromancy major, Fanny gave instructions to all the students to watch carefully, with Fanny herself focusing her full attention on the fight.

"Teacher Fanny, don't worry. We will seriously watch Bryan's moves." Lisa shouted excitedly, her bright eyes fixed on Han Shuo's figure from the beginning.

"Even though it's only a sparring match, Mister Crowley shouldn't hold back. Hehe, I'm a necromancer, if you give me the time to summon undead creatures, I think it would be to your disadvantage." Han Shuo smiled calmly as he said this to the opposing Crowley who had pulled out a green staff.

Han Shuo had full confidence in dealing with Crowley. Since his mental strength had greatly improved again after just returning from the netherworld, Han Shuo's mental state was unprecedentedly good. Having reached the separate demon realm, Han Shuo was able to monitor Crowley's every move with the help of a few mystical demons. The strength and speed of his body were also something Crowley couldn't compare to. Since Han Shuo was superior to Crowley in all aspects, he seemed extremely confident.

"In that case, I wouldn't be polite. Count Bryan, please be careful." Crowley, who had learned of Han Shuo's skills from Deo and Amyes just before entering the training ground, did not underestimate him because of his age. Instead, he regarded Han Shuo as the strongest opponent in his entire life. As soon as Crowley, who dared not relax in the slightest, had finished speaking, the magic staff in his hand began to emit a greyish-brown light in response to his incantation. The dark elements in the training ground suddenly seemed to animate like elves. As Crowley slowly chanted his spell, six huge Hands of Death suddenly formed around Han Shuo and violently crushed down on Han Shuo.

The Grand Magus ranked Crowley was indeed excellent, using the mighty Hands of Death as his first move. Furthermore, he was able to form six of them at once, clearly treating Han Shuo as his most formidable opponent in life.

The six Hands of Death were much more lifelike than what Emily had used. The six gigantic Hands of Death even had finely veined patterns on their palms, as if they truly belonged to a creature from a dark world. The coarse and long fingers also had sharp, hook-like fingernails, making them look extremely terrifying.

It could be seen that Crowley was extremely cautious and did not immediately attack Han Shuo violently. He was simply deftly manipulating six Hands of Death to gradually approach Han Shuo. In this way, he would slowly exert terrifying pressure on Han Shuo while still adhering to the principles of a spar.

When Han Shuo saw the six Hands of Death pressing forward in unison, he understood that Crowley really had no intention of shooting for his life, and was truly in accordance with Emma's words of pure sparring. This caused Han Shuo, who was prepared for sudden changes, to have a favourable impression of Crowley.

Taking out his white bone staff, Han Shuo recited the incantation for the Soul Vortex Necromancy Magic. Suddenly, hundreds of wraiths appeared, spinning rapidly in the void in front of Han Shuo, forming a vortex that sucked in the surrounding magical elements. The six Hands of Death that had been slowly pushing towards Han Shuo suddenly felt the intense pull of the Soul Vortex, and one by one, they were involuntarily sucked into the Soul Vortex in front of Han Shuo.

Soul Vortex was a necromancy magic at the grand magus level that Han Shuo had just mastered. This necromancy magic utilised the power of wraiths. In the underworld, the power of a single wraith was next to nothing. However, by controlling hundreds of wraiths with his mental energy and forming 'Soul Vortex' according to the laws of necromancy, Han Shuo was able to generate enormous power.

Against those peculiar magics that contained magical elements, this 'Soul Vortex' was able to create an intense suction force, pulling those magical attacks into the vortex and using the numerous wraiths to gradually grind them away. Furthermore, if creatures with souls were sucked into the Soul Vortex, the numerous wraiths could directly bind the creature's soul and drag it from the Profound Continent to the underworld.

For all living creatures in this world, once their soul was dragged to the Netherworld, it would never find its way back. As far as the people of the Profound Continent were concerned, creatures that had been dragged to the Underworld could be considered dead.

After the 'Soul Vortex' was formed, Han Shuo's silky mental energy entered the spell, helping to spin the wraiths and the vortex. After the introduction of Han Shuo's mental energy and the spinning of the vortex, the strength of the suction gradually increased. The six Hands of Death that had been slowly pressing towards Han Shuo suddenly became extremely heavy, as if they were becoming a stream flowing into the ocean, slowly entering the 'Soul Vortex'.

Crowley and Han Shuo were separated by a great distance, so Crowley wasn't affected by the pull of the 'Soul Vortex'. Furthermore, the pull of the Soul Vortex was only effective against attacks formed by magical elements and creatures with souls. It wasn't effective against ordinary objects and physical attacks.

When Crowley saw that the six Hands of Death had indeed been completely absorbed, his expression became even heavier. He understood in his heart that Han Shuo's Grand Magus Necromancer power was indeed extremely formidable. The disappearance of the Six Hands of Death made Crowley both fearful and even more cautious.

As he recited another spell, the green staff in his hand slowly began to emanate a sinister light. As Crowley finished reciting his spell, he pointed the green staff at Han Shuo, causing a mysterious contract to suddenly form between himself and Han Shuo.

Dense dark elements suddenly condensed and violently pushed into the space surrounding Han Shuo. Han Shuo's body suddenly tensed and was actually unable to move. Not only were his limbs bound, his mouth seemed to be covered as well, the dark elements were like a rope that slowly tightened around Han Shuo.

Prison of Darkness was an advanced dark magic that used one's mental energy to gather the Dark Element and form a contract with the enemy, firmly imprisoning the enemy so that the enemy was unable to move.

All of a sudden, Han Shuo's physical body was firmly bound by the dark elements, apart from his mental energy and the demonic yuan energy that could still circulate. As he did so, Crowley waved his green staff once more and five spheres of destruction slowly formed and approached Han Shuo.

Crowley had a slightly satisfied expression on his face. This was his most skilled and confident magic. Han Shuo had just become a Grand Magus Necromancer, so his mental strength shouldn't be as resilient as his own. Prison of Darkness was really just a contest of mental strength. For a high-ranking Dark Grand Magus like Crowley, he could use 'Prison of Darkness' to completely trap magi with lower mental strength than himself, rendering them unable to move.

He had specifically focused on this weakness of Han Shuo, who had just risen to become a Grand Magus Necromancer, believing that Han Shuo's mental strength was definitely not as abundant as his own. That was why he had suddenly unleashed the 'Prison Of Darkness'. When Han Shuo was restricted by the Prison of Darkness, Crowley felt pleased with himself, thinking in his heart that such a prominent figure was indeed restricted by the Prison of Darkness.

Emma and Amyes, who were standing beside him, both watched him intently. Adding that Crowley only wanted to use Han Shuo to become famous, he would definitely not plan to kill Han Shuo. Therefore, when the deadly spheres of destruction were formed, Crowley had not launched them at Han Shuo immediately, but had sent them slowly towards Han Shuo.

"Count Bryan, you have lost. Surrender before the Sphere of Destruction hits you!" Crowley had a confident expression on his face, smiling as he looked at the motionless Han Shuo.

Upon hearing this sentence, the surrounding spectators went into an uproar, obviously not expecting such a situation. The necromancy students, who had come because of Han Shuo's reputation, all wore doubtful and hesitant expressions. When Lisa saw their expressions, she suddenly shouted angrily, "You brats, what kind of expression is that? How could Bryan lose to such an old man?"

Lisa's fiend-like appearance actually intimidated the new students, causing them to involuntarily turn their heads, not daring to look at the fiery Lisa, lest Lisa unleash her fury on them.

"Hehe, Crowley is really Crowley. When he saw the weakness in the brat's mental strength, he used the 'Prison of Darkness' to confine him before he could summon any undead creatures. Who would have thought, it looks like Crowley is actually winning! Darkmajor's Head Teacher Deo couldn't hide his joy, his voice sounding happier than usual as he explained to the surrounding Darkmajor teachers and students.

In contrast, Dean Emma and Amyes both had calm expressions, as if they were not worried about Han Shuo at all, instead looking at Han Shuo amusingly, wanting to see how Han Shuo would react.

After absorbing a tranquil gem, Han Shuo's mental strength wasn't weaker than Crowley's. However, Han Shuo did not use his mental strength to resist Crowley, but instead stirred his demonic yuan energy to strengthen his body once again. As Han Shuo suddenly struggled, a sharp and clear "Pa" sounded.

"That doesn't seem likely!" Han Shuo smiled as he replied. The 'Prison of Darkness' had been broken and he waved the white bone staff and shot out rows of bone spears, shattering the five spheres of destruction that had yet to reach his body. He then summoned an old fey zombie to charge at Crowley, before summoning some evil knights and an army of undead to appear.

"Crowley lost!" Emma smiled as she said this before looking at Amyes and asking, "But how did Bryan break Crowley's 'prison of darkness'? I noticed no fluctuation in his mental energy. Hehe, Amyes, did you notice how he did it?"

Amyes shrugged as he gracefully replied, "Even the Dean did not see it clearly, how could I have known? Hehe, though, Bryan has always followed Lord Candide. I believe that because of your relationship with Lord Candide, you should be more familiar with Bryan's situation.

Amyes had focused his attention on Han Shuo before, just to see how he would react. He had never doubted Han Shuo's victory, for as a character who could defeat both Celt and Red Archbishop Kosse, Han Shuo was definitely not someone Crowley could defeat.

What surprised Amyes was that even with his full attention, he could not decipher how Han Shuo had achieved victory. However, the only thing Amyes could confirm was that Han Shuo really did not use mental energy!

Right, it must be that mysterious martial art. This guy could unleash such power just by using his martial technique. Add to that his power as a Grand Magus Necromancer, and it looks like the Lancelot Empire will really be his to control in the future. To have such a mysterious martial technique, who exactly is its master? Why have I never heard of him, nor been able to find out? This is indeed too strange. Amyes thought silently as he looked at Han Shuo.

"Did you see that, did you all fools see that?" Lisa was ecstatic, shouting at the youngsters and cheering after Han Shuo easily neutralised the Prison of Darkness.

When Han Shuo summoned his undead creatures, these youngsters had all cried out in surprise. Some of the youngsters were incomparably excited when they saw the sinister dark creatures, calling out to their companions, "Look, it's called an evil knight. It's as powerful as a human earth knight, but its physical body is even harder.

The girls were instinctively afraid of these fierce undead creatures. However, as the boys explained, they became extremely curious. In particular, Lisa's scream had allowed them to relax and begin to tentatively size up these undead creatures.

From the moment Han Shuo opened his mouth to speak, Crowley knew he had lost. When he saw the huge undead army appear, Crowley had lost all faith in victory.

On the Profound Continent, the necromancers' bane are the light mages. Aside from them, in duels between mages of the same rank, the appearance of large numbers of undead creatures would essentially mean victory for the necromancer. For example, the old fey zombie that appeared this time was enough to give Crowley a headache. Add to that the numerous undead creatures, and it would seem that the magi of other schools would have no choice but to quickly cleanse them with light magic.

Sure enough, before the old fey zombie had reached Crowley, Crowley sighed dejectedly, put down the green staff in his hand and shouted loudly, "Count Bryan, I admit defeat!"

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