am-books Chapter 208: Chapter208-Limits of the Rules
Chapter 208: Chapter208-Limits of the Rules
Everyone's hearts leapt into their throats at that moment—a semigod-tier powerhouse!
Even they would not dare to confront such a force lightly.
Now that even the principal had been injured, who could possibly stand against this semigod-tier powerhouse?
Were their children not doomed?
All the parents' faces were ashen with terror.
They could hardly bear to think about what state their children would be in when facing a semigod-tier powerhouse.
"If only I had known, I would never have let them come to this assessment."
Someone in the crowd let out a sob, and at that moment, everyone's emotions peaked, and many couldn't help but cry.
Some managed to hold back their tears, but others watched the silver mirror with teary eyes.
These were their children, the future heirs to their families!
Should anything go wrong here, it could mean the end of their families.
The methods of the Dusk Sect were truly too sinister!
"Principal, what do we do? This is a semigod-tier powerhouse!" Geoffrey was frantic.
Although Alastair's native cultivation was only emerald-tier, with the augmentation of the rules, he had been forcibly elevated to semigod-tier!
He had become an unfathomable entity.
Even at emerald-tier, the children were struggling, let alone against a semigod-tier.
Principal Sophia, with blood still on her lips, steadied her breathing and looked at the split screen in the silver mirror, where both John and Alastair appeared.
"I believe in John..."
Even Percival, normally so composed, was anxious now.
"Principal, as much as you believe in that kid, we have to consider the situation at hand!"
"That kid is just gold-tier! Even with the monsters he's slain these past few days, he hasn't reached platinum-tier! And now he's up against a semigod-tier powerhouse!"
"Alastair could turn him to ash with just a flick of his finger!"
No matter how skilled John is, no matter how many unique ideas he has, what does it matter?
In the face of absolute power, all strategies crumble.
No matter how clever John is, he cannot withstand a casual strike from a semigod-tier powerhouse!
Alastair doesn't even need to use his full strength; just casting a common skill could spell disaster for John!
Geoffrey was also frantic, but it was Benedict, who had been silent up to this point, who spoke up.
"Don't forget, the Principal has given half of the power of control to John."
Power of control?
Everyone paused, instinctively glancing at John's face in the silver mirror.
Though still uneasy, they forced themselves to calm down and chose to believe in John.
After all, John was now their only hope!
No matter how anxious they were, there was nothing they could do to change the situation.
They could only choose to trust.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't match the speed of his opponent.
This couldn't go on... absolutely not!
46%!
John could distinctly feel that something in the air had begun to change.
His mind power was operating at breakneck speed, but he simply couldn't compete with the other side.
Even those watching from the outside were nervously clenching their teeth, their anxiety palpable.
But some had already started to despair, feeling that John, no matter what, could not win.
After all, they were up against a semigod-tier powerhouse!
Mind power is terrifying in its own right, how could it possibly lose to John?
John felt his mind power accelerating, but the next second, a sharp pain shot through his forehead.
It felt as though his mind power was being drained in that instant, but he did not give up; instead, he clenched his teeth and continued to persist.
The pain in his head intensified... as if countless tiny needles were incessantly pricking him!
"We can't go on like this; this child's mind power is about to be exhausted. If this continues, he'll end up a fool!"
Benedict clenched his teeth as he watched everything unfold on the silver mirror.
This child was the most talented, the one everyone was most focused on.
So young and already achieving so much, his future prospects were boundless!
If he were to fall here...
No!
He cannot!
He is not just a rising star; more importantly, right now, he is the hope of all the children in the secret realm!
If John were to perish, then there would be no escape for the other children either.
What to do, what to do...
What should be done...
Everyone was extremely anxious, Benedict felt like rushing into the secret realm right this moment, but there was no way to do so.
John only felt an intense headache, as if he was about to pass out completely the next second.
The opponent had already secured 48% of the power of control!
"Eh?"
Just as John's consciousness was becoming somewhat blurry, he suddenly felt a clarity at his temples.
It was as if a gentle breeze had passed through, moisturizing his nearly parched mind power.
The next second, the remaining 2% of the power of control started tilting in his direction!
50.5%!
50.6%!
...
51%!