A month had passed. Andrey was still unconscious. Azazel was still in the same condition, unable to recover any mana. His biggest achievement was going out of bed for a shower, toilet, and then back to bed.The Demon’s legion had suffered a real devastating defeat.Everyone was grateful to Dea’n’ha for saving everyone. Though were they really saved? Azazel, one of the strongest mages in Migigaia, was turned into a weaker than the average common person. Andrey Makiya - just as close as that. He hadn’t even reached his full potential as a mage yet, but there he was. Laying in bed, completely healed, but his eyes wouldn’t open. During this month of recovery, Niko had been often visiting Azazel’s house to check out how the two mighty men were. Each time with hope that he would b

“So you’re planning… on practically killing me, without the killing part?” Azazel spoke with a faint smile.“I’m afraid that’s a good way to put it.” Dea’n’ha replied.Illien started explaining, worried that maybe this isn’t the best choice after all, “Brother, I’m sure that we can think of something else, if you-”“It’s fine.” Azazel intercepted him with his faint voice.Illien exhaled deeply, revealing how worried he was about this decision.“I’m sure that I’ll be okay. I’m in fine hands.” The Demon spoke.“Maybe Andrey, if he wakes up,&rdquo

It took a few minutes, but everyone walked into Azazel’s room. Lastly Andrey walked in. He wasn't in his usual outfit. He was with a white T-shirt and white pants. "Well, ain't you a rare sight." Azazel smiled at Andrey. "You… What happened to you!?" Andrey's jaw dropped. All the others shared stares among themselves. "Maybe we should have told him first…" Illien mumbled. Andrey looked at Dea'n'ha and expected an explanation. "Well…" she started, but was intercepted by Azazel's weak voice. "We lost the fight, brother…" Last Updated : 2021-04-11

“What’s gonna be the next challenge?” Andrey jumped excitedly, happy to test his limits.“I say push-ups.” Azazel suggested.“Okay, I’m going to break the record for most push-ups. I’m telling you. My chest is so buffed that I can probably lift a cow with it.” Niko spoke with a destructive voice.“Wait… do what?” Dea’n’ha leaned her head forward and narrowed her eyebrows.“You think so? I’m sure I could lift a horse with mine!” Andrey immediately decided to join in on the rivalry.“Cows are usually heavier than horses!” Aluca whispered in Andrey’s direction.“Then how about I lift two at once, eh?!” The black-dressed mage immediately corrected himself.“Wait, that’s about two tons of weight, isn’t it?” Illien asked, wondering if he’s catching up with his competitors.

If a bird would look down, it would see a stadium explode as if by a terrorist attack. If a normal human would look at it, it would seem like the stadium had been blown up by a blue explosion.That was pretty much the case. And if you were on the inside of the stadium, all you would see would be… well… nothing. Because the explosive mana was so outrageous that it blinded everyone inside. A strong wind blew everyone away, like a shock wave with force much resembling that of a nuke.All the competitors, along with the referee, were blown away. It took a few minutes for the dust to clear, although in the midst of it, it was rather easy to see that the origin of this great power was none other than him - The bard, Illien Stocks.“Illien, you gotta stop!” Azazel yelled from a distance, trying to