Secret Society: Raising Calamity Class Disciples

Eulene had all of her senses focused on Xavier- no- the entity who seemed unfamiliar.

Xavier had a pitch black mask on his face, with no apertures- not even for the eyes. His hair was now black.

But what was different now the most was his aura. Unlike the reserved gentlemanly vibes he emanated before, it was now wild.

Moreover, killing intent seeped out from all of his pores.

The black mask, the black hair, the black attire, along with the blackish aura he was emitting- it was an enigmatic sight under the silver of the moon.

"Oh my!" Xavier said, "did I scare you?" His tone seemed a little different, as if he was talking through a smile.

Eulene did not ask any questions. She knew exactly what he was going through. It was something that everyone who lived past the lifespan limits of a human faced. She herself was not an exception. But cases were never that severe, unless… the one who faced it was a demonic cultivator.

Xavier tilted his masked head left and right as if he was inspecting something. "Doesn't this look a little bland?"

He snapped his finger. A bright red crescent appeared at the lower end of the black mask- glowing. It depicted a smile- a bloody one.

"That's better." Xavier turned back to Eulene.

Eulene could feel a piercing gaze befalling on her eyes. But she remained steady, her sword ready to strike at any time.

Despite her impatience to get into that gallery and extinguish that crazed psychiatrist- she was excited. Was it time for another 'dance'?

A smile crept up behind her silver mask.

A full moon, a desolate place devoid of any flora or fauna, and the duo facing each other. It was just like that night.

Xavier pointed upwards. Eulene nodded.

The dust under their feet rippled as they rose up into the air- above the clouds.

The hundreds of stars twinkled on the night sky as the moon reigned supreme. Xavier's black coat and Eulene's silver robe fluttered- not from the wind, but the pressure their opponents were emanating.

Eulene pointed her sword at Xavier. "Tonight's the night we find the winner."

"Indeed," Xavier replied. He fixed his hands before his chest- his right hand facing downwards while the left faced up. Something sparked in the gap between his hands.

"Don't disappoint me." Eulene raised her sword high in the sky. Wind began to rage through the atmosphere while thunder rumbled in the high sky- cloudless thunder that defied logics.

A small fiery orb formed in the space between Xavier's hand. It slowly expanded and soon, it obtained a diameter of an inch.

Eulene felt intense pressure from the orb. It was a power unlike anything she had faced before. Not to mention, the orb was far from complete. Her heart raced in excitement.

Nevertheless, all of her concentration was on readying her own strike. The heavens resonated with her solid stance- her feet anchoring her to space, her eyes fixed on her target, her hands gripping the sword above- and the sword pointing towards the heavens.

All of her stored Qi channeled to her sword, lighting it up- making it brighter and brighter every second. The heavenly wind raged even faster, and the tribulation lightning above became even more ferocious.

Xavier, despite feeling the overwhelming pressure from Eulene's stance and being excited for the outcome, kept his mind as steady as a mountain.

The fiery orb between his hands, not only grew larger every second, but also brighter. The extreme heat the orb was emanating began to outright vaporise Xavier's hands. But Xavier's healed as fast as they disintegrated.

As for his outfit, they were unscathed.

Soon, the glowing ball reached the diameter of a foot. His attack was ready.

He could sense that the case was the same for Eulene as well. She looked as if she was ready to cut the world in half with that stance. Just looking at her made Xavier feel like his whole being was being sliced in half.

Eulene was not in any better condition. The amount of energy she could feel from that miniature sun between Xavier's hands exceeded the total energy in her dantian.

She knew that if she didn't have her unique constitution, along with her peak sword intent and understanding of her Dao, she would have been the loser today. But that was not the case.

The outcome had yet to be decided, and they were one strike away.

******

Somewhere in Derbury, a carriage carrying the flag of the Detectivete wheeled through the streets.

Inside, sat David, Thompson and Cassius.

Suddenly, the tall Thompson and the burly Cassius frowned. And soon, they began to rub their temples.

David was intrigued by their actions. "What happened?" He asked.

But before he could get an answer, he was struck by vertigo. His vision became blurry for a moment, and it continued for moments.

The brilliant detective knew what was happening in an instant. And that very scenario filled his mind with horror.

"Mana void," he mindlessly muttered.

These two words struck the hearts of his subordinates like needles.

Mana Void- it was a phenomenon where the natural mana in a place disappears and creates a vacuum. Just like normal brains, which will lose functions in the absence of particle 8 and will eventually die, Meta-cerebrums are dependent on the presence of mana.

But nobody in this world had their guard up against mana voids since throughout history, only two instances of mana voids were recorded. One of them was caused by a war between numerous high level Kinetics, and the other happened during a test-run of an Ancient Artefact of the highest grade.

So, how the hell did a whole town lacking kinetics lose all of its mana?

But that was not the worst of their problems.

The trio suddenly felt a terrifying sense of foreboding.

It was something they had never faced before, even in the face of life-threatening situations.

It was as if…

the world was about to end…