Chapter 230 - 230: Instructor Magnus!

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Discover the story in "Magus Supremacy" Chapter 230: The students moved in clusters, following the floating holographic display ahead of them. It shimmered gently,... Continue exploring!

The students moved in clusters, following the floating holographic display ahead of them. It shimmered gently, casting bluish light on the corridor walls as it guided them toward the hall where their Breakthrough Mode practical class was set to begin. Some students chattered with excitement, others argued over theories, while a few kept to themselves. Among the quiet ones was Grey, his hands tucked into his pockets, eyes distant as he walked deep in thought. 'What kind of instructor are we getting this time?' he pondered. 'Will the class be intense? And what exactly will 'breakthrough' feel like for someone like me?' Noir, his inner companion who had always been silent for long finally chimed in coolly. "Don't forget, breakthrough can only be achieved by those strong enough—those with firm willpower and potent magic. Don't get ahead of yourself." 'Let the class decide that,' Grey replied silently. 'If I can't master it, I'll take it as the will of the world… and I'll continue refining my foundation and prowess. So hush now—and stop buzzing in my head.' As he settled back into silence, the group finally came to a stop in front of a tall, rune-etched door. Without hesitation, Grey stepped forward and pushed it open. A sudden gust of wind escaped the room like a held breath, brushing against their skin with an icy chill that made several of them shiver involuntarily. "Why does it feel like no one's opened this door in ages?" Vorden muttered, pulling his coat tighter around him. "No, that's not it…" Scarlet murmured, her eyes narrowing as she focused. "It's not the room—it's an aura." "Not just the aura of the room," Grey added, his tone grim. "It's coming from someone… someone powerful." The group entered cautiously. The hall was vast—far larger than the one used during their first-year Creation Magic classes. It was a cathedral of magic in its own right. Ancient runes lined the obsidian-colored walls, pulsing faintly with ambient light and an eerie hum. The atmosphere was dense, saturated with magic. The high ceiling shimmered with enchantments, designed to reflect the flow of magical energy within the room. At times, glowing streams danced overhead like auroras—evidence of previous breakthroughs. The ground was layered with Arcanite, a rare mineral that absorbed excess mana and prevented magical backlash. It sparkled subtly beneath their feet, grounding their power like the roots of a mighty tree. At the center stood a circular stone platform, engraved with intricate sigils—guidelines for channeling and stabilizing energy during breakthroughs. The air tingled with static charge, causing the students' mana to stir as if awakened by the room itself. Then, a voice echoed calmly across the hall. "Welcome, all of you. And congratulations… on passing my little test." The students halted and turned toward the platform. Standing at its center was a tall, broad-shouldered man who radiated strength. He didn't have to speak loudly—his presence alone demanded attention. He had long, dark gray hair tied into a low ponytail that swayed slightly with his movements. His sharp golden eyes scanned them with surgical precision, piercing through facades as though reading their very souls. His face bore numerous scars, each one a story from a battlefield. He wore a majestic robe—deep blue trimmed with silver, embroidered with golden runes. It shimmered slightly, reacting to the mana-rich environment. This was no ordinary robe; it was the garb of someone who walked the line between scholar and warrior. Unlike their previous instructors, this man didn't seem interested in banter or pleasantries. He exuded discipline, resolve, and a barely restrained power. He was someone who believed in results, not excuses. The kind of man who molded diamonds under pressure. A quiet realization swept over the students: Instructor Von was gone. This man—this titan—was their new reality. But one word pulled them back to the present. "Wait… test?" Arthur asked, brows furrowed. The man merely smiled in response. 'So that's what that aura was?' Grey thought, eyes narrowing. 'That chill when I opened the door… was his test? But a test of what, exactly?' As if sensing the intensity of Grey's gaze, the man turned and locked eyes with him. Their stares met—unyielding, unflinching. A strange familiarity stirred in Grey's chest. 'Where… where have I seen him before? His aura… his face…' Likewise, the instructor's eyes flickered with intrigue. 'That kid… I've seen him somewhere. And for him to stare me down like that without blinking? Impressive. But where the hell have I seen him before?' The silent duel continued until Gordon's voice broke the moment. "You said something about a test?!" "Right." The man turned to address them all. "When the door was opened, I released a fragment of my aura and magic. It was a test—to gauge your bravery and determination. Many would turn back when faced with overwhelming pressure. But all of you walked in. That alone speaks volumes." "Ohhh… so that's what that was," Scarlet muttered, half-impressed, half-irritated. The man stepped down from the platform, his footsteps deliberate and strong, each one echoing faintly in the enchanted hall. "I am Instructor Magnus," he announced. "An Ice Mage—and one of the most powerful this academy has to offer. I am not just an instructor, but an active elite-ranked squad member." Murmurs rippled through the students at the word elite. 'Elite rank?' Greg mused, awed. That's just below Captain Amir's master rank. To reach that level means he's already among the academy's top combatants. Grey's thoughts raced as well. 'Elite… that's the same rank the vice captains hold. If I were captain, I'd only choose the best elite available. This guy's the real deal…' Magnus continued. "By now, I expect you all to understand the ranking system, so I won't bore you with that. Instead, let's get straight to it." His golden eyes glinted. "It's time to begin your lecture… on Breakthrough Mode." The students straightened, excitement buzzing through the air like electricity. Grey's lips curled into a confident smirk. 'Finally… time to add a new weapon to my growing arsenal.' S~eaʀᴄh the NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. ___ {A/N} Our mass release goals for this week is active guys! 150 Power stones= 2 extra chapters. 50 Golden tickets= 2 extra chapters. Magic Castle= 5 Chapters. Spacecraft= 10 Chapters. Golden Gachapon= 15 Chapters... I hope we can crush these goals guys!✌️

Chapter 230 - 230: Instructor Magnus!

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