The impact of Amon against the ground was cataclysmic, generating a devastating explosion that swept everything around him. Fragments of rock and soil were thrown in all directions, and the intense heat made the air around ripple like a mirage.


    As the dust and smoke began to settle, the full extent of the devastation was revealed. Minerva and the others squinted, wanting to see exactly what had happened there: the center of the crater, now a deep fissure, emanated a residual light from the lightning that still crackled around Amon, while mes continued to burn furiously around his imposing and destructive figure.


    "Was he not affected at all?" Frank was beyond incredulous. How could he not be shocked to see that the boy caused so much damage using his own body and came outpletely unscathed?


    He was not the only one. Like Minerva, Lan was also gaping.


    Even for them, who were Star rank, they were not confident they woulde out intact if they tried to replicate what this boy did...


    At the same time, they saw Amon holding Ricard''s neck with his left hand. Soon, Ricard''spletely destroyed and burnt body began to disintegrate into particles of light.


    As this happened, several items fell to the ground. Among the items was a kind of cloth wrapped around something that must have measured about 8-9 centimeters in a spherical shape.


    They saw the boy ce all the items into a dimensional magical artifact, but this spherical object wrapped in cloth was the only thing he seemed unable to do the same with.


    Coming to her senses, Minervamented while hovering lower in the air, "So, that''s what was attracting the attention of the monsters from the Cemetery of the Condemned?"


    "Seems like it..." Frank nodded without taking his eyes off the direction of the boy.


    Lan asked, looking at them, "What do we do now?"


    Both Frank and Minerva looked at him. Lan shrank under their intense gaze, with a touch of irony in their eyes. It was as if he had asked something very foolish.


    "If you want, you can try to take the item from his hands." Minerva shrugged, "I won''t."


    It wasn''t because she didn''t feel greed for something like that. But, she simply didn''t see herself being able to seed in all the mental battles she created in her mind. Not to mention that this boy seemed to understand some kind of teleportation ability.


    Then, everything made sense as to why they felt the presence of more than one person before, but suddenly it was just the presence of a single person. It turned out that this boy must have teleported whoever was with him to a safe location and returned to take revenge on those who were trying to scheme against them.


    "I''m with Minerva," Frank said. "Better to avoid getting into conflict with this kind of genius..."


    Although they were considered geniuses, among the geniuses at their university, there was a veryrge gap when trying topare themselves to the boy not far from them...


    While they were talking, Amon looked up in their direction. When he saw that they did not intend to attack him and, feeling the approach of several monstrous beasts of at least Grandmaster Rank, Amon found the coordinates where he sent the girls. Soon, holding the item wrapped in the cloth, he teleported.


    "..."


    In the ce, Minerva and the others remained silent. Then, they heard the furious roars of the beasts realizing that the new prey, who had something they desired, had fled.


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    "Amon!"


    The instant he appeared, Amon was greeted by a strong hug from Barbara, who trembled in his arms. They were soon followed by the twins and Ariel.


    Surrounded by beautifuldies, he felt more at ease.


    Only when Mabel pretended to cough three times did they pull apart, and Amon took a good look around.


    It was arge, spacious room with high ceilings and polished concrete walls that reflected the soft light from the hangingmps. The decor gave off a retro vibe, with dark wood furniture and brown leather upholstery reminiscent of a 1950s office.


    However, a touch of advanced technology was present in every corner: holographic screens floated on the walls, disying real-time data, while futuristic devices were discreetly integrated into the desks and shelves.


    Arge Persian rug, faded with time, covered part of the marble floor, and shelves of old books shared space with ultramodern gadgets. Thebination of old and futuristic elements created a fascinating contrast, where the past and the future met harmoniously.


    This was the main city of the, with impable defenses. Because of this, Amon was not worried about a possible invasion of the beastly creatures in search of the item he had ''borrowed'' from Ricard.


    "By the way, Amon," Ariel asked, "if you''re here now, does that mean you won?"


    "Mm." Amon nodded and brought before them the object wrapped in the cloth, revealing it: "And this is the proof of it. Possibly what caused the pursuit."


    What was revealed before them was a kind of brown seed. However, it did not seem to be just any seed; there was too much energy imbued in this seed for it to be something simple. The moment it was revealed, even a kind of aura began to surround the room until this aura focused on Amon after passing through all of them.


    "This..." Amon was surprised, as were the girls.


    When he extended his free hand to touch the seed, he was stopped by Mabel.


    "Amon, it''s better not to do that," she warned seriously while holding his hand. "What if it''s something dangerous?"


    Hearing this, Barbara and the girls nodded. "Yes, she''s right, Amon. It could be dangerous, better to avoid touching it directly."


    Upon hearing this, Amon pondered...


    Looking at them and then at the seed, which seemed to show signs of cracking the moment he approached with his hand, Amon felt that they were right.


    However, to everyone''s dismay, as if the seed sensed what they were thinking, the crack intensified and something white and semi-transparent with a green tip shot out at extreme speed, creating a kind of connection with the hand that Amon was holding.


    "Amon!!"


    Five extremely worried cries echoed in unison.


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    On a distant, a man with a majestic aura opened his eyes while sitting on his throne.


    "It has happened. I have finally found a perfect test subject..."


    When this man said this, his aura intensified as if he wanted to convey his happiness.


    The moment he waved his hand to open a rift in the air and head toward the location of his test subject, something stopped him. There was a barrier surrounding the in question.


    "What the...?" In shock, the man with beautiful blue hair was stunned.


    For someone of his power level, being stopped by a simple barrier wasughable.


    "Who dares to stand in my way!" he roared.


    However, when he saw a mystical eye appear in the rift, looking at him with indifference, his body trembledpletely.


    "Humph!"


    A cold snort was heard by him, before the rift he had created was forcibly closed.


    "W-Who the hell was that...?" Falling back into his throne, the man was perplexed.


    "Your Majesty!"


    Below him, his subjects were worried about him.


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    Edited by: CharlesGlebit