The Academy’s Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter

A cold wind blew across the wilderness like a lingering echo. Somewhere in that place.

With a soft rustling sound, divine power gathered and formed the shape of a heavenly being.

[Phew.]

It was Vuel.

He let out a deep sigh, laid down on the ground, and gazed at the starry night sky.

Swept away by the ultimate ice spell, Vuel’s body had temporarily dissipated, but thanks to the blessing of immortality, he did not die and regained his original form.

Vuel lifted his head and looked around.

It seemed the Ice Sovereign, Isaac, had erased all traces of his magic and left. However, due to the aftermath of the magic, an untimely cold wind swirled through the vast wilderness.

Thanks to the [Timeless Palace of the Glacial Realm], there were no dramatic changes in the wilderness, only the large crack where Hexek the White Skull had appeared remained.