CHAPTER 303: MYRA’S RAW STRENGTH!

The moment Myra’s furious voice thundered across the battlefield, even the trembling students felt a strange wave of warmth wash over them.

"What have you done to my students!?" Myra roared.

Zereth slowly turned toward her, amused even, as if she were a child demanding justice from a god.

"Who the hell is even you?" Zereth replied, tilting his head.

Myra didn’t waste breath on a response.

She leapt.

One kick.

One blur.

One violent shockwave ripping the ground beneath her launch point.

Zereth’s eyes widened.

"H—Huh!?"

He barely twisted aside in time, Myra’s heel grazing his cheek with enough force to slice the skin open.

He slid backward, boots grinding against the cracked earth, leaving a long scar of torn soil behind him.

His fingertips touched the cut on his cheek.

He stared at the blood.

Shocked.

Almost insulted.

’What the hell...?’

"This strength... this pressure... her presence..."

"No—she isn’t human."

"S–She’s a beast..." Zereth said in disbelief.

Myra landed silently.

She said nothing.

Far behind her, the students who were barely conscious felt a sudden surge of courage.

"S–She’s here..."

"We’re saved!"

"Myra Teacher...!"

But neither Myra nor Zereth cared about who saw them. Their eyes were locked solely on each other.

While Myra confronted Zereth, Sylvia slowly lifted her gaze toward the sky.

Five silhouettes hovered against the red-tinted sky.

The Five Deadly Sins.

Wrath.

Pride.

Envy.

Sloth.

Greed.

Sylvia exhaled through her nose.

A thin layer of frost spread across her eyelashes.

"So you are also in this part of the game?" Sylvia spoke.

Wrath leaned forward, flames curling around his arms.

"None of your business."

Their combined pressure nearly made the air buckle.

But Sylvia only lifted one hand.

A glimmering circle of frost bloomed outward, forming delicate patterns in the air like a frozen mandala.

She shouted.

"Frozen World."

The surroundings stopped.

Air still.

Clouds froze.

The Five Deadly Sins felt it.

They felt their bodies lock instantly, unable to move, breathe, or even twitch.

They hovered helplessly in midair, their frozen expressions twisted in confusion and terror.

Wrath’s flames dimmed.

Pride’s smugness shattered.

Sloth’s indifference vanished.

Greed’s hands stopped mid-grip.

Sylvia floated upward, ice swirling around her like crystal feathers.

She collected her breath, forming a second magic circle above her palm.

"Glacial Spear."

Five brilliant spears materialized—each one sharp enough to cut through reality itself.

They hummed vibrating with power.

She flicked her finger.

The spears flew.

SHHHHHHHHH—

They pierced the frozen sky.

They pierced the frozen sins.

Five explosions of ice burst across the heavens like crystalline fireworks.

The moment the spears struck, the world resumed.

Time snapped back.

And the Five Deadly Sins screamed as they were blasted backward, slamming into the ground, creating five enormous craters across the academy destruction zone.

Back to Myra vs Zereth

Zereth exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulders as he examined the beast woman before him.

"Fine... I’ll take you seriously."

Myra’s answer was silence.

But the silence was louder than a war cry.

She charged.

Zereth slammed his fists together, darkness swirling around him as he met her rush.

Their fists collided.

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!

A massive shockwave exploded outward, throwing rubble into the air.

Trees were uprooted. Students were blown backward even while lying unconscious.

Kael, barely conscious on the ground, felt the tremor shake his bones.

Myra didn’t stop.

She struck again.

Fist to fist.

Knee to elbow.

Speed against speed.

Strength against strength.

The battle was pure physical domination.

Zereth’s arms began to shake—something that had never happened in years.

"W–What... what is this strength!?" he grunted.

Myra grabbed his collar mid-punch, swung him around like a ragdoll, and smashed him face-first into the ground.

CRAAAAACK!!

A crater formed instantly.

Zereth coughed, trying to stand, but Myra’s shadow loomed above him like death itself.

Her foot pressed down onto his back.

Zereth roared and twisted, narrowly avoiding having his spine crushed. He rolled away, sweat dripping down his forehead.

He stood again, trembling slightly.

"You’re a beast... a real one," he spat.

Myra didn’t respond.

But her cold stare answered: You hurt my students. You die.

Zereth felt her killing intent suffocate him.

"This is ridiculous... I wasn’t told there would be beasts at this academy..." Zereth growled.

Myra blurred forward again.

Zereth blocked the punch but was blasted backward, the impact breaking both his arms instantly.

He crashed through a boulder, dust exploding everywhere.

His forearms bent at unnatural angles.

He stared at them in shock.

Her raw strike broke my bones...?

He snarled and regenerated them with dark mana, but even after healing, his hands shook.

She’s not just a beast... she’s a monster.

Returning to Sylvia’s Fight

The Five Deadly Sins slowly rose from their craters, coughing, ice still clinging to their limbs.

Wrath roared, "YOU—YOU—FREEZE TIME?!"

Sylvia tilted her head.

"Only for five seconds. Unfortunately for you, five seconds is enough."

Pride, enraged, formed a gigantic sphere of golden energy.

Sloth yawned and released a wave of pressure.

Greed elongated his claws.

Envy’s shadow split into dozens of clones.

But this time, they attacked together.

A combined skill.

A massive mixture of flame, pride-light, shadow, gravity, greed energy, and chaotic aura twisted into a single condensed superattack.

A dark star of destruction.

It pulsed like a living sun.

Wrath grinned.

"DIE, ICE GODDESS!"

The dark star shot toward Sylvia, tearing through the sky.

Sylvia took one step back.

Ice began forming beneath her feet, spreading outward across the air in a valley.

Her voice was soft—but filled with terrifying serenity.

"Calm down."

She raised her hand.

Frost spiraled upward.

A barrier of ancient ice formed, crystalline and beautiful, like a legendary artifact.

The dark star collided.

BOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!

The explosion shook the entire academy. A shockwave of unimaginable force rippled outward, tearing open the clouds and creating a storm of frost and flame.

Students screamed.

The ground quaked.

Even Myra and Zereth paused to look toward the sky.

But when the explosion faded...

Sylvia stood unharmed.

The ice barrier remained intact, completely uncracked.

The Five Deadly Sins stared in silent horror.

Sylvia lowered her hand gently, exhaling.

"I told you. Calm down."

And with a flick—

She shattered the barrier, sending the shards flying toward the sins like thousands of icy daggers.

Zereth wiped blood from his lip.

His aura pulsed violently.

His eyes turned pitch black.

"You think this ends here?" he whispered.

Myra dashed forward. Zereth tried to dodge—but he was too slow.

She punched him in the gut.

BAAAAAAAAAAM!!!

Zereth spat blood in a violent burst and flew hundreds of meters backward, crashing into a hillside.

He stood again, but barely.

His ribs were broken.

His organs were shaking.

"Myra!!" Sylvia shouted from the sky. "Zereth is preparing something!"

Zereth ignored the pain and reached into his pocket.

He pulled out a shard.

Black.

Glowing.

Cracked.

Myra’s eyes narrowed.

Zereth smirked.

"You’re a strong, beast woman. But next time... next time I’ll bring your head."

He crushed the shard.

The air behind him cracked like broken glass.

A tear in space.

A portal.

The Five Deadly Sins, seeing it, disengaged instantly and flew toward it.

Sloth groaned painfully, "We’re not staying here..."

Wrath spat, "We’ll return. Stronger."

Pride hissed, "Consider this... a message."

Zereth stepped backward into the tear.

But before disappearing, he locked his gaze onto Myra.

"You’re a beast," he repeated. "A dangerous one. I like that. I’ll remember you."

Myra didn’t speak.

She only took one step forward, ready to drag him back out—

But the portal shattered.

The air cracked shut like a snapped bone.

Zereth and the Five Deadly Sins vanished.

Students slowly pushed themselves up from the ground.

Myra walked past her without a word, scanning for injured students, face filled with worry.

Her eyes immediately locked onto Kael lying unconscious on the ground.

"Kael!" she gasped, rushing to him.

Her hands trembled as she held his head gently.

Sylvia approached quietly.

"Myra. He’s alive. He fought hard."

Myra clenched her teeth, anger mixing with fear.

"Those monsters... they dared touch them..."

Sylvia nodded.

"They will return."

Myra’s jaw tightened.

"Then next time... I’ll kill them all."

Sylvia looked at her.

"Myra... you weren’t using your full strength."

Myra didn’t answer.

Her eyes stayed fixed on Kael.

Sylvia and Myra moved through the dust-filled battlefield, stepping past shattered stones and frozen fragments of demonic remains.

As they reached the far edge of the ruined ground, both women suddenly halted.

A massive demon—easily three times Zereth’s size—lay crushed into the earth, chest caved inward as if struck by something impossibly powerful. Its head was twisted, its ribs shattered like fragile glass.

Myra’s eyes widened.

Sylvia’s breath caught in her throat.

"...This one’s dead," Sylvia whispered.

Myra crouched, examining the collapsed ribcage. "This kind of force... it wasn’t magic. It’s pure impact."

Sylvia straightened slowly, shock settling in her chest.

"Who killed this?" she asked.

There was silence.

Then, as if drawn by an invisible string, every student turned their head toward one person lying unconscious on the ground.

Kael.

Bruised.

Bloodied.

Sylvia stared at him, her eyes narrowing in disbelief.

(

Kael?) she thought. (This child? This powerless boy?)

She stepped closer, looking between the dead giant and Kael’s injured fist—knuckles torn, bones swollen, still faintly trembling even in unconsciousness.

"No way he..." Sylvia murmured.

"No way he killed that."

But no one else had been near the demon.

And Myra, clutching Kael tightly, felt a chill run through her spine.