Chapter 337: Portal Found



Everyone knows the matter ended in a very short time, but the process left them speechless as they watched the many creatures get pulverized over and over again. 

The creatures all had dreadful pale faces, as they desperately fled for their lives, with some even turning to them as if trying to get them to beg the human boy for mercy on their behalf. 

Honestly, it was a scene no one expected. 

They did feel sympathy for a bit, but it was quickly washed away by their earlier experiences coupled with the fact that some people had already died weeks and days ago from these creatures' many attacks. 

If they forgave them now, then what about poor Timmy and his family? What about their grandparents and the other elderly people who were killed and had their skin changed into a bodysuit?

Please! 

They were humans and would never stand with the enemy!

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The beatings never ceased, with many cheering on loudly.

"Yeah! Hit it with the left! Hit it down hard!"

The group finally relaxed, though whenever the monsters would platter on the invisible walls, they would puke till they gagged 

Honestly, it was amazing how much a human could puke. 

You would think that by now there would be nothing in their bellies to force out. But what surprised them was how much fluid their human bodies released even with no food in their tummies.

It was also because of this that everyone also had a new wave of awe and fear for the little genius sage at the center of it all. 

Huh. 

[It's time.] 

With Dorian's telepathic words, the injured disciples and elders got up and vanished, appearing in a vast circular pattern across the massive fields.

Some were so far away that none of the onlookers could see them.

Dorian also jumped in the air, appearing several places in the far back, landing out of sight too.

In short, he was standing at the center of the cornfield. 

Alright. 

It was time to truly end things. 

[Follow my lead.]

His words and chants were magnified in everyone's thoughts, as they moved their fingers exactly how they were taught earlier.

Dorian would have done this alone but for them, academy students and disciples, the more experience in expecting creatures they got, the more points for advancement they also had

All these things are added onto one, so don't think it's not counted. 

Today's battle also gave them a few chances for improvement, showing them what they lacked and what their disadvantages were with their current skills and talents.

In truth, it was amazing how much they lasted despite being amid some creatures who were several times more powerful than them. 

They never gave up and kept looking for witnesses on their own.

Why would Dorian tell them the creature's weakness? Why Should he make it easier on them?

The harder their experience the more skilled they'll become.

They should be able to seek clues and locate its weakness for themselves in instances when they don't know what they are up against. 

As for these creatures, they were called Laughodiatiers. 

As their name suggested, they loved a good laugh, as they couldn't talk or move without laughing. 

Every 2 steps they would laugh.

This was why their wails also sometimes came across as evil cursed waves of laughter.

It was their nature to laugh, thus their mouth regions were one of the most secure and strongest parts of their bodies. 

Their true weakness lay underneath their armpits. 

Those were the regions their hearts were located. 

As for why they hated vinegar, it was only because it irritated their skin like a bad burn on a summer day. 

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Following Dorian's words, the gang moved their fingers in deep concentration, soon feeling the winds around grow heavier and heavier by the second.

VM!~

The deadly monsters and all their tiny yucky particles, suddenly flew into the air, gathering afloat in the center far space above Dorian's head.

It wasn't just the monsters but every evil aura, entity, spirit, shadow and entity that flew out of the cornfields, leaving the scarecrows and joining the rest in one big giant blackish-purple ball that kept growing in size. 

Many couldn't believe their eyes, seeing how big the ball was becoming. 

F***!

It won't turn into another sun, right? 

('0')

The thoughts of the onlookers had nothing to do with Dorian and the others who are still in deep focus.

It didn't take long for the space within the field to get cleaned up. But they went over yet. 

Changing their spells, the group, including Dorian, sweated profoundly until they managed to keep the ball floating the same.

Phew~

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Many fell to the ground but forced themselves to take out recovery pills and swallow.

Why? Because the Grandmaster said that if they had any, it's best they take them now.

With the instructions given, everyone sat crossed-legged, which confused those outside. 

Eh? 

The creatures were still joined together in that ball, and they still chose to relax instead. So could it be that they were waiting for other authorities to come pick up the ball? 

No one could fully guess the intentions of the tense mysterious people but knew they had no choice but to wait, no matter how long it takes. 

Just like that, 

2 hours and 48 minutes flew by, with many onlookers also sitting on the grounds in what

Some huddled together and others chose to lay down on their backs and bellies instead. 

You have to know that it has been a long, long, long night for them.

Their bodies were exhausted and would use any opportunity to rest if given. 

So within the first 20 minutes, many were already snoring heavily.

They never thought they who were frightened earlier would be the ones sleeping without a care in the world right now.

But can they help it? Their body wasn't made of wood.

It was alive and needed sleep to survive. 

Of course, sleeping underneath the protective of the fee academy disciples and elders protecting them on their side of the invisible glass made their worries turn to naught. 

At least if trouble does come their way, these people would strike it hard, and wake them up too.

Almost 3 hours went by before someone exclaimed, saying their good saviors were finally getting back to their feet again.

"What? What? What?... which neighbor is yelling so hard so late at night? How can I not get any rest in my house?"

"Me too! Why can't I get any sleep in my house? Good God of Science, I just had the craziest dream that the town was-- eh?"

Many woke up, smacking their lazy lips and fluttering their half-caused eyes, thinking everything from before was a dream.

It wasn't until they woke up that they shook their heads bitterly. Now, their attention was on their saviors. 

But what did they see? 

They watched their saviors move their fingers like lightning once more, causing another strange occurrence.

VIMmmmm!~

Strange mysterious patterns soon appeared on the grounds, shocking not just them, but the disciples and elders too.

Elder Sheng's heart skipped a beat, recalling sometime back how the Grandmaster mentioned many hellish doorways existing in their world. The only way for the enemy to come into the land is through these doorways. 

To understand a single doorway is to describe it as an onion with many layers. 

For a doorway to work, the Underworld's doorway must be connected to the carved doorway here.

Think of it as one passing through 2 doors to get through this world from this particular spot.

If this one is destroyed, the path will be incomplete. 

So even if one steps through the doors of the underworld, they would soon find something wrong.

Perhaps they will appear back in the abyss or another place out of this world instead.

"So is this one of these gates?" Butler Shneg called himself, thinking of focusing on locating more gates after this matter was done and over with.

If they can't win in strength, at least they should try stopping as many creatures from coming into this world as they could. 

That is... do you know how many creatures exist in the underworld? The grandmaster has said that even if you combine millions planets, the combined population might not reach 1/3 of the underworld's population. 

Understand that there are many worlds, but there is just 1 underworld.

What's more, the mysterious place called the abyss was a monster breeding place that produced an alarming rate of monsters every second. 

Imagine allowing all of them to enter this world at the same time. 

F***!

No matter how he looked at it, their world would be doomed by then so it's best to block off the entrances for good. 

A demon would have to come back to this world and reconnect the gates again. But how could they let that happen?

Father this matter is done and over with, this place will have to be supervised at all times!

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Vmmmm~

Devilish Symbols soon flooded the space, as the towering corn stalks all burned to ashes, leaving.

No!

It wasn't just the corn stalks, but every trace of greenery in the space was burnt as if it was the result of a crazy wildfire incident. 

Dorian's eyes flashed boldly.

It's finally done.

---BOOOOOM!

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