Chapter 77:  A Clear Answer

The thorns severed by the Wind Blade, soaked in blood, revealed vigorous vitality.

As they swayed again, eerie blood-red flowers began to bloom on the thorns.

Nie Qi studied Lyr and said with a smile, “Should I call you Teacher Lyr now, or should I call you Nightmare Tongue?”

Seeing the figure surrounded by thorns, with the same expression as Yilu had earlier, Lyr was shocked. “You’re that transfer student?”

“That’s right, it’s me. Looks like my appearance really surprised you.”

Not just Lyr and Yilu, even when I revealed myself to Beiyao, that person was the same.

“This identity took me a lot of effort to obtain.”

Thinking about this, Nie Qi couldn’t help but laugh.

There really was a transfer student, but she was permanently stopped on her way to the Academy.

Nie Qi noticed that unlike before, Lyr’s eye sockets showed faint traces of black, his entire gaze becoming deep, as if soaked by something. To outsiders, Lyr seemed tired.

Only Nie Qi clearly knew that was the influence of the Curse.

At this moment, Lyr could no longer suppress the Curse. The power of the Curse rampaged inside him, and his spirit and reason were suffering unprecedented torment.

This torment from the inside out manifested itself in this form.

The Mark on the back of Lyr’s hand was the best proof that he had truly obtained Magic Power and been affected by the Curse.

Nie Qi raised her hand, showing the Mark on the back of her own hand toward Lyr.

Two different Marks emitted similar black aura, and both could clearly feel each other resonating.

“The one who suppressed others has now become one affected by the Curse. I’m very curious, how does it feel?” Nie Qi asked.

Those who just obtained the Power of a Witch can be roughly divided into two types.

One type is overjoyed after obtaining the power, and driven by the Curse, continuously destroys everything they dislike in sight.

The other type becomes fearful, afraid of being unable to control this power and the endless Curse.

The previous Witch of Nightmare Words belonged to the latter.

Nie Qi had personally witnessed her transformation, so she was curious about Lyr’s feelings at the moment.

Lyr’s eyelids trembled uncontrollably. Along the way, malicious words kept flooding in, his reason strained, on the verge of snapping. It was an indescribable agony.

Accompanied by the immense power now within him, a single lapse in attention could lead to disastrous consequences.

With great power, the most important thing is not its use, but restraint.

Lyr gripped the Thunder Spirit Sword. The crackling sound of lightning spread through his palm, but it could no longer fully suppress those black auras. “To be honest, it’s a really unpleasant feeling.”

“No, you’ll grow to like this feeling. I think you’ll end up becoming someone like me sooner or later.” Nie Qi shook her head.

Even now, Lyr was still trying hard to restrain himself. This surprised Nie Qi.

But this situation was only temporary. As he used the power, he would understand that this power was not meant to be resisted; yielding was the right way.

Not wanting his heart to be disturbed by this person before him, Lyr said straightforwardly, “Let Yilu go.”

Nie Qi glanced at Yilu, not immediately answering Lyr’s question, but instead asking, “Is she really that important to you? A defective Witch Bloodline, and yet it’s driven you to this point.”

“Important.” Lyr slowly exhaled a breath. In his chaotic mind, without any hesitation, he gave the most direct and clear answer.

Even he felt that at this moment, this was what he most wanted to say.

Hearing this, Yilu, who was lying there, couldn’t help but open her eyes wide.

She had wanted to know clearly how Lyr truly saw her, not just her own wishful thinking, but she never expected to receive such an answer.

Nie Qi scoffed and let out a cold snort. “You’re still far too lacking.”

Retaining emotions is the biggest flaw, unworthy of truly being called a Witch.

She raised her hand, and the Magic Array on her wrist was activated.

The surrounding thorns immediately became wild. The ground shook, and more thorns burst out from the earth, heading straight for Lyr.

“Watch out!” Yilu shouted at Lyr.

Yilu struggled hard, trying to break free from the thorns and stand up, but even now, she couldn’t do it.

The thorns turned into venomous snakes, and in an instant, they engulfed the Lyr in her sight. Under the impact, stone chips flew, but within the thorns, lightning flickered and spread across the crimson thorns.

A bolt of lightning charged out, breaking the thorns, and counterattacked back toward Nie Qi.

After becoming a Witch and traveling around, there weren’t many Magics that could actually make her raise her hand to block, because once she acted, the opponent had no chance. Sometimes even she forgot those defensive Magics.

This time, however, she raised her hand, erecting a Magic Array to block that lightning.

She was proud, but she clearly knew that she was a Witch, and the Lyr before her was also one.

Although she didn’t think she would be killed by the previous Lyr like Little Crybaby, if they were both Witches, it was uncertain.

A Witch killing a Witch was entirely possible.

The Magic Array withstood the lightning, its blinding light illuminating the entire Academy.

A crisp sound came, and the crimson Magic Array began to crack.

Even though she had already taken Lyr seriously, the current situation still surprised Nie Qi.

Closely following, within the lightning, Lyr’s figure rapidly approached, and the sword’s light hit the Magic Array squarely.

The entire Magic Array shattered completely, and the blade passed through.

With a sudden sound, it pierced straight through Nie Qi.

Nie Qi froze. Her arm trembled slightly. Maintaining the posture of raising her hand, she stared wide-eyed at her own chest.

“It’s over!” Lyr murmured.

With another surge of power, the inscriptions on the sword flickered, and lightning surged again. The immense Magic Power enveloped her entire body and carried it away.

With a loud bang, Nie Qi’s entire form dissipated in the spreading lightning.

Lyr stood still, panting heavily, his body staggering.

He hadn’t used such a powerful high-level Magic in a long time.

Although supported by immense Magic Power, the voices in his mind grew louder and louder.

Maintaining a moment of clarity, Lyr hurried to Yilu’s side, cut the thorns on her with a single sword stroke, and helped her up.

“Are you okay?”

Yilu was about to answer, but seeing Lyr panting, she couldn’t help but feel distressed.

“I’m fine, but the way you are now…”

The Lyr before her was sweating profusely, his face showing unspeakable pain, as if he was desperately holding something back.

Yilu could vaguely feel that Lyr’s current state was probably similar to hers before.

“Just a bit of a headache.” Lyr took a brief breath.

The exhaustion of Magic Power had become negligible, but the torment of the Curse was no joke.