Calamity Upon This World

BOOOOOOMMM!!!!

An ear-deafening explosion occurred as four of Williams spells made impact with Michael, who was still lying on the ground and not given the chance to recover from Williams last attack.

'Is it finally over?' William wondered as he observed the devastation caused by his attack.

More than half of the  floor was now completely destroyed, all thanks to  Williams spells.

He was hopeful that surely by now even someone as strong as Michael would've taken some serious damage considering how great of a handicap he had imposed on himself.

But William knew better than to let his guard down, so he prepared himself to cast another spell in case Michael was still standing once the smoke cleared.

However, unlike Williams skepticism, his audience was losing its mind as they observed the high level of fight between their guild leader and the newly appointed B rank.

'How does this even make sense?'

'Is this Edge Lord guy really a new adventurer? '

Similar questions were resonating through the minds of almost everyone.

While almost everyone inside the basement knew that the masked man was strong, which is why they came to spectate in the first place,.

No one could've possibly expected Edge Lord, a man who looked to be in his early twenties, to casually flip their knowledge and limits of magic on its head.

Within their hearts, regardless of whether it was intentional or not or if they even knew about it, the adventurers found themselves cheering for the masked man.

At the start of today's fight, everyone expected it to be a completely one-sided fight in favour of their beloved leader.

But now they desperately wished to be proven wrong; they wanted the mysterious masked adventurer who broadened their horizons regarding magic to also prove their initial opinion wrong.

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"Hahahaha! That was fun." A loud snicker resounded throughout the basement.

The source of this laugh?

The silhouette of a man could be seen through the smoke, and as it cleared

A lean, handsome man came into view; his shirt was slightly torn, and his handsome face was dirtied.

His glasses, which covered his eyes, were now cracked.

However, the most shocking thing was the lack of blood, or rather, even a single injury.

Michael Harions had really managed to casually survive an onslaught of some of Edge Lords strongest spells using just 20% of his regular stats.

And even worse, he came out unscathed.

William almost wanted to accuse him of cheating.

But he knew he was just being unreasonable; after all, if Michael had really gone back on his words, Mana would've reacted, and he would've been able to see it.

But the fact that it didn't just reaffirm the belief that the man in front of him was really just using 20% of his stats.

For some reason, the more he thought about this, William felt his throat grow dryer, but now was no time to get distracted; he had to lock in or else he'd suffer a humiliating defeat against the monster in human skin in front of him.

"Aww, man, I really liked those pairs," Michael said, a tinge of sadness present in his tone.

As Michael removed his previously round glasses, his eyes changed colour.

His previously dull brown eyes changed to a whitish, light blue colour, almost resembling the surface of the moon.

"Pretty" Bella found herself subconsciously muttering.

This was the first time she had seen the eyes of her guildmaster.

She was always curious about why Michael wore glasses despite his vision being perfectly normal.

Even if his eyesight was weak, someone as powerful and influential as him should easily be able to get it fixed.

But now, as she looked at his moon with pretty eyes, she finally understood his reasons.

If Michael didn't hide his eyes behind glasses capable of changing his eye colour, his presence would be too distracting.

And it seems all the other adventurers also agreed with her.

Bella found herself lost in thought the more she looked at Michael.

However, she quickly found herself snapping out of it as Michael called out to her.

"How much time is still left, Bella?" He asked.

"A-uh, one sec, sir." She stuttered a bit.

As Bella took a look at the watch-like artefact on her hand, she announced.

"1 minute and 13 seconds left until the conclusion of the test between Edge Lord and Michael."

"Lovely!" Michael smiled.

For some reason, as William heard his opponent's voice, he found himself sweating.

He wasn't sure why he was sweating, but he had a dangerous premonition growing inside his heart.

It was almost as if he was in for a bad time.

But that couldn't be it, right?

After all, he had already lasted for 3 minutes, 47 seconds, and he was even on the winning end most of the fight.

Now, with only a little over 1 minute left, he surely had this in the bag.

So why did he feel so uneasy?

Making sure to not let his guard down, he casted multiple mana barriers around his body just in case something went wrong as he prepared to cast one of his strongest spells.

But before he could cast it, William felt his world spinning around, and before he knew it,.

BAMM!!

He was on the ground.

His head hurt; he felt like he had broken at least a bone or two.

If not for the thin layer of barrier he had cast around his body moments prior, he probably would've cracked his skull from how forceful the impact was.

His head was still disoriented from the blow, and before he could figure out what happened, he felt a kick to his abdomen that was so forceful it sent him flying before he could even react.

BOOOOOM!!

William had crashed all the way over to the other side; his crash was only broken by the barrier.

Along with his crash, he had surely broken at least a few more bones.

His whole body hurt.

But as he tried to stand back up, he ignored the pain as his eyes caught sight of the handsome blue-haired man who was standing at the location he previously occupied.

He had a dazzling smile donning his face, but it was his words that really caught Williams attention.

"Oh, you're still awake; not bad."

As William heard these words, he realised that the man called Michael had finally stopped playing around.