"Damn it, I was ambushed!" Aureolus's memory was still stuck on the moment before he lost consciousness. The first thing he did upon waking was slam the ground and curse angrily.
"Who knocked you down?" Touma Kamijou asked quickly. "Could it be that all of this wasn't your doing?"
"No, we can talk about that later," Shirai Kuroko interrupted. "Stop your magic immediately!"
The building was shaking even more violently, and there was a risk of collapse at any moment. Shirai Kuroko clearly believed that Aureolus had a way to stop the situation from worsening.
Komugi Torayasu gripped her ribbons, glaring at them warily.
"Magic…" Aureolus massaged his temples, taking out a silver needle and sticking it into the back of his neck. "Are you talking about the Golden Arts?"
"Yes, yes, now is not the time to quibble over names. Hurry up and stop all this!" Touma Kamijou nodded. "Wuming is in the middle of a fierce battle!"
"That…" Aureolus closed his eyes, then smiled wryly. "It's already too late."
Komugi Torayasu's eyes sharpened, and the ribbons in her hand shot out straight.
Aureolus coughed, but his figure shifted a meter sideways without any warning, avoiding the girl's attack.
"Cough cough, what I mean is," Aureolus said, "Lin Wuming has already won, so there's no need for me to hold back on my end."
After a slight pause, Aureolus's expression became complicated: "That guy actually dismantled my Golden Arts—how did he do it?"
Aureolus couldn't understand, and he was shocked.
If there weren't more serious problems to face right now, he would definitely try to figure out what Lin Wuming had done.
But after facing the attack of the legendary "Right Seat of God," Aureolus no longer had the mind to continue to entangle with the espers here.
After all, there was no irreconcilable hatred between him and the espers, but the "Right Seat of God" was a real and deadly threat!
"That's how it is," Aureolus said to the three people in front of him. "Whether it's a negotiation or admitting defeat, it doesn't matter. In short, I'm going to end this farce."
Komugi Torayasu and Shirai Kuroko were both skeptical, but Touma Kamijou was very willing to believe him, and said very enthusiastically: "Okay, as long as you sincerely want peace, I will help explain to Lin Wuming!"
With a real crisis at hand, Aureolus gave up his useless pride and arrogance: "Then I'll have to trouble you. I'll bring Lin Wuming over right away…"
As he spoke, Aureolus prepared to use his authority in this world to move Lin Wuming directly over.
But after two seconds, there was still no movement.
Aureolus's eyes widened as he stared intently at the empty space in front of him—Lin Wuming should have appeared in this place, but how could it be…
"What's wrong? Has your magic failed?" Touma Kamijou noticed his abnormality and asked quickly.
Aureolus raised his head, blood flowing from his seven orifices.
Touma Kamijou was so frightened by this sudden scene that he jumped up from his wheelchair.
"…" Aureolus belatedly touched his cheek, seeing his hand covered in blood. "Re…rebound…"
He coughed up another mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground again.
…
Lin Wuming was dealing with endless emergencies.
Ever since Touma Kamijou suddenly disappeared just now, this world had once again entered berserk mode.
It was even willing to use a self-destructive method to try to keep Lin Wuming here forever.
At this time, the corridor where Lin Wuming was located was as if someone was forcefully tightening a towel. The entire corridor was twisted into a braid in the blink of an eye, but the building itself remained intact, deforming with this strange force.
Lin Wuming, who was in it, had nowhere to escape. The only outcome was to be twisted into mincemeat…
If he wasn't a Level 5.
Faced with the spatial changes happening around him, Lin Wuming remained calm, even entering "bullet time" state, allowing him to deal with it more calmly.
"If this world is really a manifestation of someone's reality," Lin Wuming complained in his heart, "Just how twisted is your heart, Aureolus…"
But in the end, it was just some kind of application of spatial abilities.
Lin Wuming selected similar abilities from the "Ability Catalogue" in his mind for analysis.
After calculation, he found a way to break the current situation with Nen ability…
Spatial abilities can essentially be seen as a game of manipulating "relative positions."
No matter how it changes, the scene in front of you looks very fancy, but in the end, it is also based on the change of "relative positions."
To be more abstract, it can be summarized as a set of formulas—changing the position of each coordinate in this space according to the description of the formula group, and finally obtaining the scene in front of you.
At this point, everything became very clear.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Looking at the corridor in front of him that had been turned upside down, Lin Wuming somewhat lost interest and continued to move forward.
It looked scary, but in Lin Wuming's opinion, these "questions" were too simple and direct, without any challenge.
—Without Aureolus, the "host," showing up, the difficulty of conquering Misawa Cram School felt greatly reduced.
As Lin Wuming advanced, wherever he passed, the aura of the Golden Arts quietly faded, and the corresponding area returned to its normal state from the "back" of the world.
Breaking the Golden Arts had become a subconscious action for Lin Wuming, no longer requiring too much of his energy.
Just as Lin Wuming had declared to Touma Kamijou before—he was dismantling this world!
No wonder Aureolus directly gave up resistance and chose to admit defeat and negotiate after waking up.
Lin Wuming's performance was really beyond his expectations.
But before Aureolus could convey the message of negotiation and meet with Lin Wuming, another drastic change occurred within this Misawa Cram School.
Quantitative change led to qualitative change. Lin Wuming had already dismantled the Misawa Cram School, this "magic world," into pieces as he walked along.
But on the other hand, Lin Wuming did not harm the people responsible for maintaining the Golden Arts, so the Golden Arts continued to operate according to the preset settings.
Destroying on one side and rebuilding on the other, after a period of development, it was like the so-called "Ship of Theseus"—although it still looked like the original, in reality, this "small world" was no longer the original.
Even Aureolus, the "God of Creation" himself, felt very unfamiliar with the Misawa Cram School at this time.
