Exorcist Io.
Determined to confront the wickedness of ghosts that deceive humans, he became a FM exorcist so strict and principled that he was called inflexible.
When it comes to incidents involving ghosts, there’s no room for compromise, and anyone who obstructs the exorcism, even if they’re a civilian, is regarded as possessed and dealt with forcefully.
“Oknodie. That senior looks strong… Is there no way to talk things out without fighting?”
“Sorry, Titosso. I don’t think that’s possible!”
Io adjusted his stance, cracking his neck with a crack crack, channeling his fighting spirit.
Whoosh!
Zing! Zing!
This opponent, compared to the NPCs he had faced in the Upper Class for First-Year, was no weakling.
No, they were a competent individual, even stronger.
It was to be expected.
After all, this person was part of the Upper Class too.
And not a First Year, but a Second-Year student.
Professor Plato, Dragon Principal.
There was no way a senior who had survived a year of lectures from those wicked professors could be weak.
“Do you seek peace? Then I’ll tell you how.”
Blue electricity crackled at the corners of Io’s eyes.
A phenomenon that occurs when manipulating a large amount of mana.
It can only be witnessed around competent individuals.
“Hand over all cursed artifacts that exude foul power. Reveal the ghost that has disappeared from sight. If you do so, I shall acknowledge that you are not possessed and let you go.”
“What if we can’t do that?”
“Then I will subdue you by force to take the artifacts and find the ghost. I will also take some ‘measures’ to confirm that your minds are free from evil energy.”
As Io pretended to grab his head, blue sparks erupted from his palm.
Kasia, the fusion human.
A character renowned for her lightning affinity was a formidable force, undeniably powerful.
“Oknodie. I must have misjudged. Please, defeat that wicked senior!”
“Right! I won’t forgive them until they apologize. Are you prepared?”
“Such nonsense. You’re the one who should be prepared.”
The senior charged in with great momentum.
Io’s fighting technique was a lethal mix of exorcism and electric attacks.
Even a light brush would be exorcism; getting shocked would mean ongoing damage through exorcism; getting blasted by high-voltage electricity would end in exorcism. No matter what, it led to the cruel multi-hit exorcism.
With a significant advantage against all forms of evil energy, he dealt a terrifying four times the damage to ghostly attributes!
His strengths were clear, but so were his weaknesses.
The downside was that all his attacks had electric elements.
If you block the electricity, all of Io’s attacks become meaningless.
So, in other words, it meant this.
“Why… Why doesn’t electricity work on you?!”
“Hmph. You think I’m going to spill that?”
Today, I’m sporting some tough rubber boots.
Your attacks won’t work at all!
Zap!
It doesn’t connect.
His signature electric attacks dealt no damage whatsoever.
Io felt the fear.
‘There’s no way this person is carrying something that lowers the conductivity just because I don’t know their abilities beforehand.’
Even if his body stiffened from the electric shock, he could use mana to forcibly perform combat continuation.
Or perhaps he was receiving shocking resistance training from childhood, boasting an insane resistance value, preventing any status effects from even triggering.
Each scenario hinted at a shocking fact.
Was the top student actually this extraordinary? It filled him with fear.
“Hmph. You’re just a soft punch. Let me show you my real fist!”
“Ugh?!”
A punch that was unbelievably strong for an 11-year-old made his body jolt.
He had to guard with only the hardest parts of his body—his elbows and knees—but the impact rattled his bones, leaving other parts temporarily paralyzed.
Mana Flow Technique
Combat Continuation
Exorcist Secret Technique
Pain Control
The thought that the opponent was merely a child vanished as quickly as erasing something with an eraser upon taking two hits.
It was a ghost with monstrous strength and precision, unlike any he had exorcised thus far.
‘I won’t show any mercy against you. Even if I have to witness your pain, it’s better for you to fall from one blow.’
A mass of light flickered as more and more lightning concentrated in Io’s right fist.
As the dazzling flash began to intensify, the students behind stepped back in horror.
“Whoa! Is Io already using their special skill?!”
“That’s a blue fist! If you don’t want to get shocked and pass out, everyone run away!”
“Oknodie is recognized as a formidable enemy now, even charging up right from the start?!”
“Ugh, we’ve hardly faced anyone in our year that could make Io charge. How can a ten-year-old First Year do that?!!”
Even if they were frustrated and resentful, it was better than getting knocked out.
There’s nothing more humiliating than being taken to the infirmary without even clashing fists.
“Are you ready to receive my true strike?”
Io didn’t expect much.
Among his fellow upperclassmen, most were already terrified of his true punches.
In a desperate attempt, they all tried their best to force a cancellation of the charge.
It wasn’t a punch you could dodge by creating distance or hiding.
Evil demons are known for their heightened instincts, always desperate to cancel at all costs.
If they take damage, they fall.
If they stand against it, they’ll be hit.
It was an unavoidable circumstance!
“Bring it on!”
The audacious Oknodie declared with a smile that couldn’t hide the anticipation on their face.
“Excellent!!”
Such courage not to run away.
With a sense of awe, Io prepared to give it all he had!
Glint!
The lightning flashed faster, gathering in the growing size of the lightning bolt in his fist.
Unshakeable confidence in winning.
An arrogant disregard for defeat.
“You know? Among players, opinions are always split on whether the lightning finale character is Kasia or you, Io. Just so you know, I’m on Team Kasia.”
“Have you lost your mind trying to face an unbearable force? What nonsense are you rambling on about!”
“What I mean is, while Kasia’s technique cannot be copied, yours is not that difficult if you know the trick.”
The atmosphere shifted.
The air buzzed.
No way.
It can’t be.
I don’t want to believe it.
In his disbelieving gaze,
With a twist of the body, Oknodie pulled back the right fist and wrapped it with the left hand.
Zap! Zap!
It couldn’t possibly happen.
It couldn’t be.
Lightning arcs began to form, identical to Io’s Blue Fist charging effect.
And it wasn’t even blue lightning resembling Oknodie’s hair color.
It was the dark lightning, fitting for Oknodie’s class, Dark Princess.
Terrifyingly dark, fitting for that formidable class.
Zap! Zap!
The speed of the charge even surpassed Io’s own.
The thickness and density of the lightning bursts began to catch up at a frightening pace.
The source was dark mana.
Just being in its presence made Io’s heart drop with dread – a forbidden force.
Io realized the imminent danger—something terrible would happen if this kid continued to force it.
“You brat, do you have any idea what you’re doing?!”
Combining the overwhelmingly oppressive lightning power with the uncontrollable dark mana.
A recipe for total disaster.
The difficulty of mana control was extreme.
An unbearable force would turn into poison, killing the user if they couldn’t fully discharge it.
“Gah…! This is the result you brought upon yourself!”
With the second-stage charge looming, Io’s fist lunged straight at Oknodie.
Boom!
“AAAH!”
“MY EYES!”
“I CAN’T SEE!”
The second-year students, aware but carelessly opening their eyes, winced in pain as light penetrated beneath their eyelids.
The only one present capable of witnessing that miraculous strike was Arcadia.
Mana Flow Technique
Eye Protection
Setting up a wall of mana goggles to protect her eyes, she barely kept herself from the incredible electric attack hurtling toward Oknodie in the distance.
All she could do was hug Titosso to shield her within her mana shield’s range from splashing damage.
‘Using this much power against a First Year, that madman is really going to kill Oknodie?!’
Just as the impatient Arcadia reached for her gun, a ringing laugh that shouldn’t be heard echoed through the crowd.
“Aha! That’s right, senior! You had to come out like this! This is what makes it worth it for me to copy!”
The blue flash hitting the skin in real-time faded as the dark lightning swallowed the light.
Unleashing a fearsome power, the darkness consumed Io’s Blue Fist.
Mana shield.
A technique she had to pick up forcibly to avoid getting hit by stray bullets in the Southern War.
As she faced the backlash from the Blue Fist, the one layer that had barely activated immediately added three more layers to the shield.
Crack!
As the blue lightning was pushed back by the dark lightning.
A crack ran through one layer of the shield.
Clang!
As light and darkness flickered and engulfed the area.
Another layer of the shield shattered into pieces.
Thud thud thud!
Crash!
Beyond the scattering light, laughter echoed.
A cute voice paired with unparalleled strength.
As both of their powers reached their peak, light and darkness soared vertically and exploded—sending waves of energy across the field, completely shattering the shield.
“Gah!”
“Duck, Titosso!”
As they both dove down, fragments of qi raced through the grass like knives or hammers.
Titosso swallowed hard at the sight of the grass being sliced or the ground being hammered down.
“O-what happened to Oknodie?”
Trembling, Titosso asked.
Arcadia smiled wryly at her inquiry.
“Who’s worrying about whom?”
In a manner as casual as breathing, Oknodie had gathered the dark power and, with a bright face, stretched and smiled.
