Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 1426: Eyes of the Grand Magus

It was obvious to everyone watching, Safa had some way of seeing straight through Nannan’s invisibility.

The thing was, no one could quite figure out how she was doing it.

Some of the sharper-eyed spectators, those with enhanced vision of their own, noticed the faint glow in Safa’s eyes. Even then, most couldn’t piece it together. Those who did notice the glow were left guessing, the idea forming but seeming too far-fetched to believe.

Then there were the ones who had guessed correctly, yet still thought it impossible. And finally, a small handful believed it outright.

But even among those believers, knowledge was limited. They had only a vague idea of what the legendary God Eyes could actually do. They’d heard the stories, whispers passed from mage to mage, but few details were certain.

Now, watching Safa, some were starting to connect the dots, maybe it was the God Eyes that had allowed her team to finish the dungeon so quickly. To find the very source of the dungeon without being forced to fight wave after wave of beasts.

Perhaps there was even a way to force the dimension’s boss to appear without grinding through endless battles. With powerful mages working together, and Piba’s Moon magic in play, the whole thing, ten minutes from start to finish, suddenly had a possible explanation.

Nannan, caught and unable to move freely, could feel the shift. All the attention she had worked so hard to earn was slipping away from her, stolen in an instant.

I thought... when the others from Central Academy weren’t chosen, this was my moment to shine. I succeeded, even though George’s Gravity affinity is more practical in a fight, my unique trait has so many uses. All eyes were on me... and now this woman... she’s taken it all away!

Safa was just natruelly gripping Nannan’s shoulder. She didn’t hold it tight, she didn’t use any magic, but that’s when she could feel some force.

"You’re hurting me! Stop! Let go!" Nannan shouted, her voice sharp enough to cut through the murmurs of the crowd. She shouted loud so everyone could hear cleary.

And then she shoved Safa. Hard.

But the push wasn’t all, Nannan’s palms lit with power, and in the next heartbeat, two massive tornadoes burst from her hands. The twin spirals twisted together in a violent dance, then came crashing down from above toward Safa.

The tornadoes weren’t just wind, they were laced with razor-edged gales, slicing and tearing at anything caught inside. They were continuing to spin as a large amount of mana had suplemented the spell.

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

Sure, Safa might have been hurting the Central student, maybe even using some kind of magic to restrain her. But this? This was far beyond a simple push to get someone off you.

And from the looks of it, there was a good chance Safa, coming from Wilton Academy, wasn’t even a fighter.

If Safa truly had the God Eyes, then she almost certainly wielded light-element magic. And light mages... they were the ones who stayed at the back of the group, healing and supporting, rarely stepping into the front lines, sometimes not even joining combat at all.

In the seating area, a few Wilton Academy students gasped at the sight unfolding before them.

"Hey, Raze... you’re okay, right?" Liam asked nervously, glancing sideways. "You’re not gonna blast through the ceiling and rip that girl to shreds, are you?"

Up until that moment, Raze hadn’t even been watching. He was still buried in the time magic books he’d acquired, flipping through pages with sharp precision, determined to squeeze out every scrap of knowledge while the opportunity lasted.

"No," Raze said flatly, not looking up. "She’s fine. This level of attack won’t be able to hurt her." His eyes stayed locked on the book, but then he added, almost casually, "But... I do agree. Maybe something needs to happen to her."

He returned immediately to his reading. The way he spoke without even glancing at the screen showed just how much confidence he had in Safa. But the tone, the way those words slipped out so effortlessly, carried an unsettling weight, as if he were stating a fact rather than offering an opinion.

On the field, the raging wind magic finally began to die down. Nannan was huffing, her shoulders rising and falling with every strained breath. The realization of what she’d just done hit her mid-attack, and now she wasn’t sure how to react.

She didn’t dare follow up with another spell. Pushing it further could make things worse for her, she knew that much. Everything now hinged on how badly the other girl had been hurt.

I’ll be fine, Nannan told herself. I’ve got the backing of Central Academy. This is our event, our arena. There won’t be any problems.

But when the swirling winds fully cleared and Safa came into view, the confidence drained from her face.

Safa’s uniform was torn to shreds, the magical barrier it provided shattered completely. Cuts marked her arms and legs, and blood ran in thin streams down her skin, dripping onto the ground in dark, vivid spots.

Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd. No one had been prepared to see that much damage, especially here.

In this event, there weren’t any Central Academy professors waiting to intervene, the organizers had never expected a fight to break out like this.

What is wrong with her? Nannan thought in disbelief. Did she really not use any magic at all to defend herself?

It seemed ridiculous, insane, even, to think someone would willingly take a hit like that.

And then, before anyone could speak, light began to bloom softly around Safa’s body. The glow spread across her skin, pure and warm, and before the stunned eyes of everyone watching, the wounds began to close. The cuts sealed, the blood vanished, and in moments, Safa stood there completely healed.

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