Enforcer Manual
Chapter 549: Ceremony_1

Chapter 549: Chapter 549: Ceremony_1

Invincible principal was defeated.

The shadow that enveloped the entire campus had nowhere to hide before justice, and the situation should, as interpreted in movies, after the torrential rain ceased, every student at Purple Wisteria Academy would embrace their brand-new lives, and this nearly decade-long rebellion finally arrived at its blooming day.

Angle felt that if this were a movie, the next second’s footage would switch to when the skies cleared after the rain.

By then, his wounds had been simply bandaged.

He might look at Xinya and those students who dared to rebel against the principal through a door from afar, and after a silent goodbye, set foot on a new journey once again.

As an Agent who had spent years investigating abnormal cases across the United Government’s cities, movies were his only reprieve from life.

Yet, he seldom pondered what happened during that transition of scenes.

At this very moment, the principal had been killed by him.

The bullet had pierced his chest, and the rain washed away the seeping blood, while the Agent’s experience told him that the man before his eyes indeed lost his breath.

This scene was exactly what he foresaw in his destiny.

So, what did the principal’s ultimate relieved smile mean?

The detective in him couldn’t ignore any detail that didn’t add up, and these questions that filled his mind were soon answered—he heard a sound coming from beside him, like that of shattering glass.

The torrential rain and dark clouds made visibility extremely low, but Angle still saw the world beginning to crack like a shattered mirror, these broken fragments surrounding him, and he incredulously turned his eyes to the fallen principal.

Could it be, that after his heart was pierced, he lived on in some unknown way?

As time progressed, he finally observed an extraordinary detail.

The principal’s chest, which was pierced by the bullet, changed at some point. Where the bloody cavity was once deep, no longer was there a shattered heart that beat no more, but through the broken part, Angle seemed to see... the universe?

And that was also the scene behind those cracks.

After space peeled away like fragments, he was astonished to find himself as if standing between universes, the brilliance of the galaxies illuminated the path beside him, yet before and behind, to the left and right, were voids leading nowhere.

He did not know where this was.

Destiny never showed him this scene here.

"This is a trial."

In that boundless universe, he heard the principal’s voice. His voice was everywhere, filling every corner of this space, "The participants of this trial must be prepared to abandon their frail physical bodies, Angle Saffire, I must thank you for bringing me here."

The principal’s voice now sounded much calmer, which was enough to show that all the emotions displayed during their duel were a facade.

Its purpose was to welcome the arrival of this crucial moment.

The scene before him stirred the principal’s soul.

For a researcher as well as a Psychic, this is their ultimate destination—destiny would guide them to this higher world, "This place, is the originating point of Spiritual Energy."

Years of relentless research had finally paid off. It was regrettable that only Angle Saffire was left to share this with him now.

If possible, he would have preferred Song Lan to witness this.

After all, it was rare for him to find someone with whom he could converse so enjoyably.

"Your ability was never meant to render all others useless," he said.

Facing the scene before him, Angle Saffire’s ominous premonitions all came true.

Before embracing this battle, his exploration outside the campus remained unfinished; he still did not know how this bizarre world came to be.

Outside the Purple Wisteria Academy, everything was a product of rule-less patchwork, as if the builders of the academy had stopped their work due to some reason before they could expand beyond the campus, thus presenting such a bizarre scene before them.

And as the founder of Purple Wisteria Academy, the principal should be one of the people who understood Spiritual Energy the best in the world, but in the recent battle, he had not shown much development or utilization of his own Spiritual Energy; instead, he was easily found with a weakness of "attacks beyond the cognition can’t be eliminated".

Thus, an idea emerged in Angle’s mind.

The other party had allowed himself to be defeated on purpose.

As if perceiving his thoughts, the omnipresent voice of the principal once again reached Angle’s ears, "I had to leave you a suitable flaw so that the Ceremony could continue."

A resolve to abandon one’s own flesh.

Indomitable belief.

And an offering to the higher world.

All three were indispensable.

"Your Spiritual Energy is supporting everything here, Angle... no, ’Justice’, that would be the more accurate way to address you," said the principal.

"I have been studying you for years," the principal said.

In fact, his early-stage experiments had already been successful.

Through countless failed attempts, he had finally found a way to separate a person’s consciousness from their body. Professor Myles’s thirst for knowledge about Psychic Abilities became his best pawn, and they created colossi capable of guarding these Consciousness Entities through experiments and amplifiers.

But these Consciousness Entities never knew why they were suppressed or why they were trapped at the "starry sky" atop the colossi and could not escape.

Observing Angle, the principal suddenly felt a bit sad.

All of this was due to the poverty of knowledge, not knowing where they came from or where they were going, just becoming the claws of "fate" in a confused state, without even realizing that they were marionettes.

He had many intricate theories he hoped to share with someone, but he was certain that "Justice" could not comprehend them.

Clearly, Angle was still fixated on the true nature of his ability, thinking about how to turn defeat into victory in such a situation.

The victory or defeat of an individual was far too trivial; from the start, they were not on the same level.

Fortunately, if the Foundation’s judgment was not mistaken, there likely existed another within Purple Wisteria Academy who could truly discuss these matters with him.

Thinking this, the principal hastened the process of the Ceremony.

He never liked casting pearls before swine; in his view, wasting finite time on meaningless things was a sin in itself.

"Let me answer your questions," he said.

When the principal’s voice came again, the universe that had been in a state of stasis seemed to begin moving again, "This ability was not born to defeat you; it is an essential tool for understanding and creating new worlds."

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