Fanatics of the Magic Academy

Your sanity has crumbled, and your faith has grown increasingly fanatical!

Hope stared in disbelief at Rose's gilded vertical pupils.

A terrifying truth, one that even he could hardly imagine, surfaced in his mind.

That fact was so terrifying that it caused his brain to shut down.

His breathing had become short and shallow due to extreme fear.

It was as if someone had blocked half of his lungs.

He opened his mouth, and the excessive breathing caused the air he inhaled to be quickly exhaled.

My fingertips started to feel numb, and then the numbness spread throughout my body.

He pointed tremblingly at Rose, and said incoherently:

"Evil...cult... followers"

Looking into those gilded, vertical pupils, Hope collapsed to the ground.

His body was shaking violently, so violently that he could hear his bones clattering together.

This is the status of believers in the Magic Federation.

To ordinary people, even a dog passing by can breathe on a believer.

However, cult members are different; they are people with even a little knowledge, a family tradition, or who survived being on driftwood as children.

Everyone has heard bloody stories about cult members when they were young.

Of course, Rose was an exception. Although the driftwood didn't die when he was a child, as a believer, he wasn't told any stories about cults.

This is why Mason knew that Rose had repeatedly tried to cause trouble for the cultists, hence the red flag.

Even if it's just a child in front of them, the hatred and fear of cult members are deeply rooted in the cultural foundation of this country.

Rose was enveloped in lightning, and her concentration level on the panel decreased by 5 points.

Rose activated the [Vitality Inflow].

Strength and agility were artificially boosted to 27 and 22 points respectively.

Rose grabbed Hope's hand in the backhand and pulled hard.

"Snap!"

Rose crushed Hope's hand, which was gripping hers from behind, and pulled her back forcefully at the same time.

Before he could even scream, Hope's old and frail body was pulled forward by the brute force, and he fell towards Rose.

Rose clenched her other hand into a fist, her right fist brimming with power, her shoulder, waist, and thigh twisting together like a rope.

He punched Hope's wrinkled old face hard!

"I'll let you f***ing pamper me!"

Hope's head snapped to one side, her body almost flipped sideways, and she flew backward with her legs off the ground.

Then he slammed heavily against the wall behind him.

"Bang!"

The powerful impact seemed to shake the entire wall.

Because of the heavy blow to his back, the impact flowed down his spine and into his chest cavity, leaving Hope speechless.

"Cough cough cough!..."

Hope sat against the wall and began to cough violently.

He covered his mouth with both hands, and thick blood welled up between his fingers, flowing down the back of his hands and dripping onto his knees.

Hope spread his hands, looking at the dark red chunks of flesh that were being pulled out along with the blood.

He was somewhat dazed, and before he could catch his breath, he felt the whistling wind coming towards him.

The next instant, Rose appeared in front of Hope, his right foot raised high behind him.

"Bang!"

Rose kicked Kenneth hard in the face.

"I'll fuck your little skirt!"

Hope's head was slammed backward by the kick, and the back of his head hit the wall with a thud.

After its head hit the wall, it didn't stop; instead, it bounced back like a ball.

Then it wraps around the neck, drawing an arc, and finally hangs down.

His chin rested on his chest, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth at the same time, covering his entire face and dripping onto his collar, which was already soaked with blood.

Hope's eyes were still trembling slightly; he was still alive.

By this time, Rose was already flushed and warm-faced.

At this moment, Rose was reminded of the experience more than half a month ago when her parents personally sent her into the bishop's room in the Church of All Souls.

He didn't care whether Hope was alive or dead; he grabbed Hope by the collar and slammed him to the ground.

Under the impact, blood gushed from Hope's nose and mouth.

Rose, straddling Hope, rained punches down on Hope's face.

"I'll make you fucking hug me while you sleep!"

"I told you not to drug me, you son of a bitch!"

"I'll fucking scare you..."

Rose had almost lost his mind; Hope's facial bones were smashed, her skull was smashed.

Brain matter, eyeballs, and bone fragments were smashed together by Rose.

Finally, as the duration of [Vitality Inflow] ends,

Rose collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"vomit!"

Rose hunched over and unconsciously began to dry heave.

The drugs were still circulating in his body, undermining his willpower.

Although the "fanatic materialist" is exempt from mental-related side effects, such as dissociation, command obedience, mental breakdown, and cognitive impairment.

However, Rosen felt that the damage the drug was causing to her body was not being alleviated; it was merely being forcibly suppressed using a high level of faith.

Rose closed his eyes and activated [Ancient Dragon Meditation].

An electric current originating from an ancient dragon flowed through Rose's body, its energy active within her.

It travels along the spine, diffuses along the nerves, and flows along the blood vessels.

Then, it quickly spread throughout her entire body. Rose felt every muscle fiber and internal organ texture in her body being illuminated by the electric current.

Even though Rose doesn't have eyes inside her body, she has a feeling that she can "see" inside her body.

Soon, the electric current detected the foreign substance inside Rose's body that didn't belong to him—the drug circulating within his system.

The ancient current immediately surged forward, brutally destroying the drug and ultimately eliminating it from the body.

Rose's body began to sweat, and her rapid breathing returned to normal.

Rose opened her golden vertical pupils, a bit of her rationality returning, and most of the drug's effects were neutralized.

Those whose actions affect the mind are exempted by the "fervent materialists," while those whose actions affect the body are cleansed by the "Gu Long meditation."

Rose lay on the ground, covered in blood, panting heavily.

He struggled to his feet, his gilded vertical pupils scanning his surroundings.

He began to assess the situation around him.

The fact that such a commotion didn't attract any attention suggests that Hope lives alone and is currently safe.

However, Rose wasn't entirely at ease; he now knew that his identity as a cult member had been exposed in the country.

What does that mean? It means it's not just about being burned at the stake; he will suffer much more pain.

He embraced materialism.

The golden light on the vertical pupils faded completely, turning into the whites of the eyes, and the vertical pupils also transformed into azure blue pupils.

Rose closed her eyes and began chanting [Wind Net Perception].

"Wind! Spread outwards, with me as the center!"

"Weave a network, attach to ordinary objects, sense vibrations, establish resonance, and converge upon me!"

"Filter, translate!"

"[Wind Network Sensing]!"

The entire house, along with the street outside, appeared in Rose's mind.

Rose carefully checked and confirmed that no one was around. Just as Rose was about to deactivate [Wind Network Perception]...

"what?"

Rose discovered that there was another space underground in the house.

And they sensed the presence of an indescribable, strange, yet somewhat familiar creature.