The magic cards I made are no problem

And this opportunity, Durkan is already preparing.

It will take him a little while before he can fully recharge this trick that he has never shown before anyone.

"Wait, face, counter, force!" (Wait for me to create a chance for you, and the mask around him has anti-injury effect, pay attention when hitting him!)

Durkan communicates tactics to Cornelia.

Cornelia: "Understood!"

Earlier in the corridor, the damage from Durkan's hydrogen explosion was all blocked by the evil spirit mask.

As the releaser, Durkan found himself getting minimal damage returned.

From this, he judged that the mask had anti-injury properties.

As for why Durkan was not returned a lot of damage, it was due to the unique damage determination principle of this card [Hydrogen Explosion].

Its damage is mainly divided into two stages. The first stage is the first-order fireball technique. The purpose of this fireball technique is not to directly hit the enemy, but to provide an ignition.

The second paragraph is the explosion damage caused by igniting hydrogen gas.

The source of the ignition damage caused by the first paragraph can be regarded as the releaser of this card.

But the subsequent second explosion is a source of no damage.

So the hydrogen explosion card has another purpose, which is to test whether the opponent has anti-injury equipment!

Durkan didn't want Cornelia to seriously injure herself with a hammer later.

As long as it can make the Faceless Man faint from pain, that's enough.

The faceless man couldn't help laughing seeing Cornelia and Durkan's distressed appearance.

"Hahahaha! I thought you were so good?"

"As long as I don't hit you, you are a waste who can't fight back!"

"Hand over that epic card now, maybe I can make you suffer less pain before you die!"

The more he understands the effect of the ruined poet, the more the faceless man covets this core card of the new anti-injury system.

However, seeing that Durkan was unmoved, he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he could only continue to mock.

"Even if you are an alternative anti-injury style who mainly focuses on control effects, you have no room to play when you meet me!"

"You guys are still too naive to play back and curse in front of me!"

The faceless man opened his arms, the facial muscles under the gauze seemed to be twitching strangely, maybe he was still laughing maniacally.

"Hehehe."

Durkan's eyes were extremely cold, his pupils as deep as ten thousand meters under the sea were darker than black.

He looked at the faceless man like he was looking at a fool.

"Your stupidity is really ridiculous."

"If I don't kill you, I'll be in vain in rebelling against my patriarch."

Durkan muttered to himself in a faint voice.

He finally seemed to be ready for something and yelled at Cornelia, "Wait, knock!" (When I get him under control, you go knock him!)

"it is good!"

Cornelia's voice was a little excited.

Although she didn't know what kind of work Dekan was going to do, but based on her experience, the opponent would usually be able to vote here.

Durkan's ultimate move is finally ready.

It's time to show the true meaning of the "anti-pain system".

He lowered his head and covered his chest, as if he was muttering something repeatedly, his voice gradually getting louder.

"Cornelia was injured in order to help me resist the enemy's attack. It's all my fault. My heart aches and I feel so guilty..."

Durkan seemed to be in a daze, hypnotizing himself crazily.

"Why are you fighting, why are you plundering, why are you targeting us, just because we are kind...I'm already furious!"

Durkan was feeling more and more depressed, and his negativity was about to peak.

"I can't win, I have no hope, why am I so weak, I really hate my powerlessness!!"

Durkan bowed forward, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, as if his heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe.

"Guilt! Anger! Despair!"

"Pain! It hurts too much!"

"Faceless man, it's all your fault!!!"

"All my pain is your fault!!!"

When Durkan looked up and shouted the last words to the faceless man.

The faceless man suddenly felt his heart beating violently, as if his heart was hit and suppressed by a heavy stone for an instant.

Then came the unspeakable cramps that seemed to tear his heart apart.

He clutched his chest in pain.

For a moment, the Faceless Man felt that he was born as a human being, and he was sorry.

Then he fell to his knees on the ground, spit out a mouthful of dirty blood uncontrollably, dyeing his veil a brown-red like rusty iron.

Although the summoned creatures can still operate, they have lost the master's real-time instructions, and their movements have become much slower.

At the same time, Cornelia also took the opportunity to highlight the encirclement of the summoned objects.

"You...how can you retaliate?! Obviously I didn't hurt you!!"

The faceless man's voice trembled, and he looked at Durkan in disbelief.

"You make me sad!"

Durkan shouted confidently.

Sadness is also hurt, and heartache is also pain.

Even Durkan's heartache is the result of his self-hypnosis, which infinitely magnifies the negative emotions in his heart.

Anti-pain flow ultimate mystery - 60 times heartache attack!

The only disadvantage of this trick is that it needs to complete self-hypnosis, and the casting time is too long.

"puff!"

Hearing Durkan's words, the faceless man couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood was spit out by anger.

He had never seen such a shameless guy!

CNM!Anti-injury flow is not how to play! ! !

However, at this moment, Cornelia's heavy hammer had already arrived in front of him.

The faceless man looked at the hammer that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and before he had time to feel fear, he lost consciousness.

With a "boom", the faceless man was smashed against the wall and passed out.

The summoned objects also disappeared.

She followed Durkan's prompt and didn't use her full strength, but only used a quarter of her strength to hit the faceless man's head.

This hammer only needs to knock the Faceless Man unconscious.

So her back injury was not serious.

"Huh, this time it's really time to call it a day."

Cornelia held her head in pain, and sat on the ground without standing still.

In the distance, Durkan also breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was very tired, he smiled helplessly.

In the messy corridor of the Demon Academy, the two looked at each other from a distance, and their eyes met.

A knowing smile.

It has to be him/her who has a tacit understanding.

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## Author's Note:

This chapter is a 4000-word chapter, and I wrote it in one breath for the sake of plot coherence.

So today is equivalent to consciously adding updates!

Huh, huh, I didn't finish writing until three o'clock in the morning, and I had to write a thesis again during the day.

I'm really a miserable human being, I really want to have a vacation!

Volume 039 Devil Academy Tales: [-] Durkan and Cornelia's Pool Party

"※※※! Does heartache count as pain?! Can this guy be a little more shameless!"

"Where is this cult?!"

"The Resurrection Church has finally hit the iron plate! It's true that the wicked have their own grind!"

Although everyone in Hevenlet College was making fun of Dekan, everyone was laughing.

The entire viewing hall was filled with joyful atmosphere. At the moment when Durkan hit the winning blow just now, they were silent for a while, and then cheers like a flood and tsunami erupted.

On the seat in the corner of the back row, a young man had a throbbing expression and clasped his fists, as if he had been praying for Dekan and the others just now.

"call--"

When he saw that Durkan and Cornelia had defeated the Faceless Man, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

There was still a faint smile on his face that didn't fade away.

It's just that apart from being grateful, there seemed to be a trace of unconcealable bitterness and helplessness on his expression.

Just when he turned his head to leave the classroom, he saw a slender girl standing behind him, blocking his way.

The girl's figure was noble and arrogant, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be playful, as if she was observing his expression.

"Croix, you are not imagining that you can be like them, are you?"

The girl's tone was very rude.

"No... I wouldn't dream of such a thing."

Croix realized that the girl might have been observing him for a long time, felt very embarrassed, and drooped his head.

At the same time, he seemed to have thought of some bad memories, and he didn't dare to face the girl again.

"Hehe, it's good that you have self-knowledge. You are no different from the group of people in the Resurrection Church. Remember the mistakes you made, and my sister's miserable appearance. No one will ever cheer for you!"

Seeing Croix's attitude, the girl seemed to become more and more angry.

"......I know."

Hearing the girl's aggressive words, Croix's tone weakened a bit, but he never refuted anything.

He just bypassed the girl and walked quickly towards the door.

"After watching their performance, you should also understand that you are not suitable for attacking Shadow World! You are the embodiment of disaster, how can you end the disaster?!"

The girl shouted behind him.

Croix paused, bit his lip, and quickened his pace again.

Disappeared in the viewing hall as if fleeing in a hurry.

......

There are two sneaky figures on the corridor of Devil Academy, they seem to be dragging a comatose corpse each.

They dragged the "corpse" by its feet and dragged it on the floor, making a "sizzling" friction sound.

Finally, they brought the two "corpses" to their base camp, the cooking classroom.