I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 343

*Boom!*

A powerful tremor echoed from Illazelin Reverse Mountain, the inverted peak rising from the clouds. The sheer force of the disturbance triggered an avalanche of snow cascading violently down the mountain.

Though the avalanche was formidable, it posed little threat—Illazelin Reverse Mountain was nearly devoid of life.

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*[Scales of Harmony]*

At Full Frame’s fingertips, two magical circles materialized, transforming into a scale in the sky.

*Whirrr!*

As one side of the scale tipped, a faint mark appeared on Alpha’s chest—the Angel Hunter had been branded.

"How annoying," he muttered.

The spell was a unique celestial magic of the angelic lineage, one that borrowed the strength of an opponent stronger than oneself to bless the caster.

"But you didn’t expect this, did you?"

*[Scales of Damnation]*

"W-What?!"

The instant a crimson scale appeared above them, Full Frame felt her strength being drained. This counter-spell was demonic magic, designed to curse and weaken those weaker than its caster.

The two magics were exact opposites, and Full Frame was caught in a losing battle. Though she was spared from a severe curse due to the disparity in power, her every tactic was being countered.

*Demonic magic? This is insane!*

Spreading her wings, she darted through the jagged cliffs of Reverse Mountain, desperately trying to escape.

"Is running all you can do?" Alpha taunted.

Even as she pushed herself to fly at full speed, he caught up effortlessly, his hand reaching toward her.

**[Come, to the Abyss]**

A crimson magic circle expanded in mid-air, sending tendrils of dark energy hurtling toward Full Frame. She tried to dodge, but one of the tendrils struck her wing.

*Rip!*

"Aaagh!"

Her angelic wing was shredded as agony surged through her body. Tears welled in her eyes, but she couldn’t even maintain a shield as she plummeted. Watching her fall, Alpha smirked coldly.

"How pitiful," he sneered.

The angels of ancient legend were said to rend the skies with their divine spears, passing judgment upon the demons of the earth. Compared to those mighty figures, the girl before him was weak and insignificant.

The legendary angelic wings, said to cut through even the most ferocious storms, tore under simple attacks. The fabled shields, capable of withstanding the might of a demon king, shattered from a mere graze.

"Still, allowing her to grow any stronger... would have been dangerous," Alpha mused.

Despite her young age—likely in her late teens—this girl wielded enough power to challenge him. The angelic bloodline was truly remarkable.

*Female angels must be eliminated swiftly,* Alpha thought grimly.

Both angels and demons had an extreme scarcity of females throughout history, which hindered their propagation. If they had reproduced with human-like efficiency, they might have long since dominated the surface.

"She dies here."

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As Full Frame plummeted, divine power once again flowed into her, allowing her to spread her wings and rise into the air. Alpha watched her impassively, summoning a crimson spear into his hand.

"Running is futile," he said.

This weapon was a unique heirloom of the Angel Hunter clan, a demonic creation designed specifically to strike down angels.

*[Judgment of Doom]*

Sensing imminent danger, Full Frame hastily summoned her golden shield. However, she knew it wouldn’t be enough. The overwhelming power difference made her defenses laughable.

"For the first angel in centuries, you’re truly disappointing..." Alpha growled, pouring dark mana into the spear.

"Goodbye, last angel."

Just as he hurled the weapon—

*Rumble!*

The entirety of Illazelin Reverse Mountain roared as though it had come alive. The earth trembled violently, and Alpha was forced to step back, his expression bewildered.

"What... is this?"

The great Illazelin Reverse Mountain glared at him. Two glowing eyes formed on its surface, accompanied by a massive, grotesque mouth twisted into a menacing snarl. Its presence exuded a clear warning:

*Leave this place.*

Alpha couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He chuckled bitterly.

"Now even nature itself aids the angels?"

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Meanwhile, Baek Yuseol was training relentlessly, mastering the art of blinking magic. His movements were erratic yet precise, weaving through a maze of moving scarecrows designed to attack him at random.

He wasn’t just honing his reflexes but analyzing the principles behind blinking itself.

*Why does blinking work for me when it drains so much mana for others?*

Baek Yuseol didn’t know the answer. He also had control over blinking's direction, a skill unheard of among other mages.

*Was it just a “game setting”?*

He shook his head. This was no game—it was a real world governed by laws and logic. There had to be a reason, a principle that explained his abilities.

He activated **[Blink]** again, dodging an incoming spike from one of the scarecrows.

*Something feels different...*

For the first time, he sensed a faint trace of energy beyond mana, something elusive and profound.

*Time.*

The realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. Blinking wasn’t merely spatial manipulation; it was tied to the flow of time.

The silver mana of the **Eleven Silver Moons**, tied to time itself, began to coalesce faintly in his palm.

"I did it," Baek Yuseol whispered, a triumphant grin spreading across his face. He hadn’t fully unlocked the power of the **Eleven Silver Moons**, but he’d taken the first step.

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As he prepared to leave the training grounds, his pocket watch—marked with the emblem of Stella Academy—began to vibrate.

*Buzz!*

"What's this?"

Opening the watch, he saw a danger signal flashing. It was a distress call from Stella Academy, a feature reserved for emergencies.

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*Two signals?*

The names flashed before him: **Full Frame and Angel**, and separately, **Hong Bi-yeon**.

"Something’s happened at the ski resort..." Baek Yuseol muttered, his mind racing.

He clenched his fists. Helping both wasn’t possible, but leaving one behind felt equally wrong. After a brief moment of hesitation, he made his decision.

"I’m on my way," he said, closing the watch and running out the door.