School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

38  Owen's Death?

Fierce flames and a raging storm battered Owen's thunder shield, emitting sharp, piercing sounds. Forced backward, his body retreated, yet he stood unyielding, refusing to fall to the ground. Taking a deep breath, he gathered a vast amount of magical power, silently reciting a mysterious incantation in his heart.

Owen had intended to keep this hidden as his trump card, but the fusion technique of the two magi was unexpectedly formidable. He had no choice but to resort to a forbidden spell. Forbidden Spell·Thunder Banishment – once it locked onto the enemy's aura, it could summon heavenly thunder to strike them down.

Suddenly, the entire space began to tremble; dark clouds amassed, and lightning interweaved across the sky, forming a web of electric energy. A massive bolt of lightning struck down, instantly engulfing the two magi beside William. Their figures were swallowed by the lightning, their expressions of agony visible through the flashes in the darkness.

The lightning ravaged their bodies, creating a terrifying yet magnificent spectacle. Electric arcs passed through them, emitting a shrill, chilling hum. They trembled in agony, their bodies seemingly pushed to an unbearable limit by the electric shocks.

Purple lightning surged around them, forming dazzling arcs of electricity. Their skin turned pale from the assault of the lightning, as if life had been drained from them. The magical shields they belatedly summoned began to crumble under the onslaught of the thunder, powerless to withstand its fury.

The thunder's searing and formidable power caused the academy's ground to crack and the earth to tremble. The terrible lightning transformed into scorching flames, filling the air with the scent of burning.

Eldrich's pupils contracted in shock at Owen's power, then he exclaimed, "Save them! This is Thunder Banishment! Someone could die!"

Elwin, stepping off the ground, flew out from the crowd, pulling the two magi from the midst of the thunderclouds. "This kid is interesting; he's already mastered a forbidden spell?" Finn was equally astonished, sensing the restless particles of thunder energy in the air, and murmured softly, "Impressive, he must be a force beyond diamond-tier. Can we include him in this mission?"

The young saint girl was shaken, hearing Finn's words, she gently shook her head, "The second prince should not harbor such hopeful thoughts. He is a dragon race saint and likely unwilling to get involved in your affairs."

"That's true."

Everyone watched Owen standing beneath the thunderclouds, his body surrounded by intense fluctuations of thunder energy, with blue electric arcs dancing around him like playful sprites, all filled with wonder.

"Owen is indeed the strongest freshman in history. His mastery of thunder-based magic is extraordinary!"

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"Thunder-based magic is notoriously difficult to learn, and its use often results in the caster being struck by lightning."

"It's almost impossible for most to learn. What's Owen's background, that he can withstand the ferocity of the thunder particles?"

"He's too powerful, first defeating the Crimson Society, then conquering the Leaf Society, Owen is defying the heavens."

While everyone was in awe, suddenly a figure slowly emerged from the crowd. His face wore a faint smile, but his eyes were ice-cold, filled with intense hostility, resembling a spellbeast choosing its prey.

His gaze was sharp as he stared at Owen, his voice carrying an air of authority, "Owen, your actions have revealed the darkness in your heart."

"You knew full well that your classmates were not enemies, yet you deliberately unleashed such a venomous attack, intending to kill."

"This nature of yours has already violated the principles of the angel race; you have stepped onto the path of demons!"

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"Joey? A sixth-year angel race magus and vice president of the Leaf Society. They say he's at the pinnacle of the diamond-tier, just one step away from the master-tier."

"Wow, Joey's here? The Leaf Society really does protect its own."

"This is bad. If Joey has set his sights on Owen, things could really turn sour."

The young saint girl, watching Joey step forward, her eyes twinkled slightly, a smile forming on her lips: "An angel of the angel race? This just got interesting."

"Do you know something, saint?" Finn asked nearby.

"Just watch the show. It seems the angel race is really bullying too much."

Owen, astonished, watched Joey approaching him slowly, thinking the ordeal was already over. "Stepped onto the path of demons? How laughable. Where were you when they wanted to kill me?"

Joey stopped in front of him, his face illuminated by holy light, and said, "You say you haven't turned to the dark path? You are now immersed in darkness, having lost your light, becoming a slave to the dark."

"That's why you think my Leaf Society members wanted to kill you."

Owen's mouth fell open slightly, frowning, "Are all of you in the angel race such hypocrites? According to you, I should just accept my fate. If I resist, I fall into darkness?"

Joey shook his head slightly, his face carrying the glow of a priest, "You have indeed fallen, for there was no life-and-death battle between you and your classmates. You just couldn't see the light because your heart has sunk into the abyss."

"Ptui!" Owen spat at Joey, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why all this nonsense?"

"Brave boy, ignorant of the world's ways. I shall educate you on behalf of the second prince, to show you what it means to be truly good-hearted!"

Joey had been waiting for this moment, deliberately provoking Owen and then letting Owen challenge him. He thought the chances were slim, but Owen took the bait. This filled the deliberately trouble-seeking Joey with immense joy.

He waved his azure wand, and holy light wove itself into armor around him. Advanced Magic·Holy Light Armor enhanced his affinity for the light element and increased his defense against other elemental attacks by thirty percent. Holy light flickered around him with a strange glow, protecting his body.

Owen, somewhat indifferently, picked up the Sunforged Tree. His dark attire made him appear even more formidable, and the thunder-based magic he wielded emitted a chilling, heart-stopping electricity.

The two stood opposed in battle, indeed a clash of light against dark. To those unaware of the context, this scene would certainly cast Owen as the arch-villain.

Joey slowly raised his wand, and as his magical power gathered, it formed a column of holy light enveloping him. He glared at Owen, his eyes bursting with ferocity.

Suddenly, pointing his wand at Owen, he declared firmly, "In the name of holy light, ashes to ashes, dust to dust!" Light-based Advanced Magic·Holy Light Thunder.

With this incantation, a powerful stream of holy light thunder erupted from Joey's wand, its speed unimaginable. The beam, like a pillar of sacred lightning, shot towards Owen, carrying the force to annihilate everything in its path.

Owen instantly recognized the threat, quickly leaping to the side, evading the deadly strike. However, his surroundings were engulfed in the radiance of holy light, the intense and sacred energy weakening his strength.

He could distinctly feel the holy light penetrating his body, continuously corroding the arcanergy within him.

The angel race's trait allows holy light to suppress an enemy's arcanergy. When facing dark-based adversaries, holy light's strength can suppress up to sixty percent of the dark-based opponent's power as it increases.

Unwilling to show weakness, Owen concentrated his energy, his wand crackling with electric light and releasing piercing electrical arcs. He waved his wand, invoking the power of the thunder god, pulling the lightning from the sky under his command.

He pointed the wand at Joey and chanted, "Thunder Force, descend upon us!" Advanced Magic·Thunder Force.

As his incantation echoed, thunderous roars filled the sky, dense clouds gathered, and thick currents of electricity rapidly weaved through them. Owen's wand emitted intense electric light, and torrents of lightning surged out, like thousands of thunder serpents lunging at Joey.

Joey stood calmly, relying on the power of holy light, quickly making decisions in his mind. His eyes sparkled with ferocity, his face covered in hostility. To clear the path for the saint, even if it meant being expelled from the academy, it was worth it.

Joey raised his wand, and holy light gathered once more. He shouted, "Power of the light, shield me!" Advanced Magic·Blessed Holy Light.

At the moment he finished his incantation, a powerful and scorching light burst from his wand, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, heading straight for Owen.

Kendo's eyes widened in horror as he bellowed, "No, it's not Blessed Holy Light! It's the forbidden spell·Destructive Holy Light, he's trying to kill Owen!"

The professors watching the scene, considering it merely a squabble among juniors, didn't pay much attention, not even awakening the arcanergy within their bodies. Although they knew the spell Joey chanted was completely different from the magic he unleashed, they didn't react in time.

Destructive Holy Light had already reached Owen. The holy light's fire tightly entwined Owen, enveloping him in a wave of destruction. He exerted all his strength, but he couldn't escape the binds of the holy light. Owen felt the breath of annihilation seeping into his bones, a sense of powerlessness overwhelming him. He struggled fiercely, his body bound as if by invisible hands, unable to break free from the holy light's grasp.

Owen was completely wrapped in the dazzling light, the destructive holy light thoroughly devouring him. His wails echoed across the battlefield, unceasing...

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