Five minutes later, the Pursuer arrived above the southeast direction of Grass Hut Academy, three kilometers away.
A deep red card appeared between his fingers.
In the blink of an eye, the card transformed into seven red points of light, escaping from the palm of the Pursuer, gradually converging in the night wind.
They condensed into a deep red sphere flickering with intense light, akin to a blazing sun tearing through the night sky.
Although this card is not powerful enough to destroy the world, if it falls below, destroying a small academy like Grass Hut is no problem at all.
"Go!"
The Pursuer didn't hesitate, fiercely swinging his right hand.
The orb, like a small sun, headed toward Grass Hut Academy.
The Extremely Effective Monarch had said not to underestimate the abilities of the Prophet, Demon Child, and Martial God; even using this level of card was merely a test, unlikely to yield tangible results.
The Pursuer was a very straightforward person.
