Chapter 215: Dark side (2/2)

Woosh!

”Wh-what—?”

”Ngh! What —is this!?”

”!!”

The two ungrateful Raccoon Men were looking at themselves, fell on their knees and unable to stand.

”Ugh! What the hell!” The thin and tall raccoon man bellowed.

A sudden pressure of invisible force poured onto them. They tried to struggle to get up but their struggle was in vain.

”A-an Intimidation!” Exclaimed the younger raccoon man.

”!!”

”Intimidation?!” Repeated the fat raccoon man.

”I-Impossible! How can he— Ngh!” said the thin and tall raccoon man. He could not believe the claim of the younger raccoon man. Intimidation spell wasn't easy to obtain.

Apparently, everyone had their own intimidation ability. But it was only effective against the weaker opponent. So mostly, only from Hegemon tier experts that this ability could be executed to the full extent.

And weirdly enough, the person in front of them doesn't have a strong magical energy. He wasn't even a False Path expert based on how they felt about him.

Although most of the experts could hide their real strength, the expert in front of them doesn't have the amount of magical energy equivalent to a Hegemon Expert.

”Heh!” They heard a scoff coming from him. They stared at the person in front of them. He was a white-haired Encan person, and was looking down at them!

The two senior raccoonmen knitted their brows.

”Brother no need to find trouble with yourself,” said the younger raccoonman. He was afraid that the seniors would beat him to death. Even though they were from alchemy departments, senior students were still wielding higher magical energy compared to them newbies. So if they fought with their spells and skills. There was a higher chance that the senior students would win against lower grade students.

Although it wasn't applied to experts who were born with great talent and a genius of their clans.

He tried to smooth the things, but then he noticed a thing. ”H-How come the seniors couldn't do a thing?” Subconsciously muttered the younger raccoonman.

Not only him was bewildered by the situation. Even the two people who were under his spell were sweating profusely while trying to free themselves from the effect of intimidation m. However, it was futile. They were locked for good and couldn't move an inch.

The two knitted their brows, then they noticed his mouth opened slowly. ”I see, it seems like... the two of you don't know how to spell the word 'thanks' properly. Or do you wish for me to teach you how to spill it?” He said in a cold and serious tone while his mouth maintained a smug smile.

He was tired of keeping up a good image for others to like him. And tired of hiding his inner evil that was built inside him from those days he was inside the facility.

No one knew besides him of how hellish that place was. Everyday all he could see was the dark side of the world.

He grew numb against pain and had a fake version of himself. All for the sake of protecting himself.

A glint in his eyes and a smug on his face was deliberately surfacing.

The two were puzzled as to why they could not break away from his spell. Then they froze while showing a scared look on their faces when they saw him walking towards them.

For some reason, their instinct screamed for danger out of a sudden when a strong killing intent briefly appeared from within his eyes.

”D-d-dammit—-!”

”D-d-don't come near us!”

The two stammered their words and screamed within their lungs.

With the intimidation he was using, the two raccoonmen were like wet chicks, waiting for the heaven's judgement. In truth, Yman's Intimidation ability wasn't on its full extent, thanks this weird place seemingly nerfed his power.

But it was enough to stale these two non combative students.

Even the wisp and the younger raccoonman fell silent. Never would they imagine that this person was so dark! Though it was the fault of these two ungrateful dudes.

They saw him pick a dry branch on the ground. They wondered what he was planning to do. Then he pinched the tip of it and made it sharp.

Upon seeing it, a cold sensation was poured on their spines. A foreboding feeling rose within them.

”N-N-no, please bro, forgive us, it's our fault! Stop… what are you planning to do…” the fat raccoonman started saying things that were out of order.

On the contrary, ”Dammit! Don't come to me! I will report you bastard!” The thin and tall raccoonman angrily shouted at him. But his back was sweating in fear.

Yman reached out his left hand and pinched the thin man's cheeks until he had no way to close his mouth.

They noticed the dry branch in his right hand enveloped by magical energy. They knew that he was using fortification ability.

He lifted it and aimed at the raccoonman's tongue.

Everyone was stunned.