Chapter 328 (1) - The Academys Weapon Replicator
A colossal wave of terror instantly swept through the mansion.
Not a single soul remained standing. The mere fact that they hadn't fainted was commendable.
Half of them were already unconscious. Thankfully, it seemed no devils had perished.
The devils, either collapsed or kneeling, trembled as they looked up at Frondier. Still unable to rise.
It wasn't that Frondier was continuously using the devil's power or suppressing them with his aura. They could stand up if they wanted to.
It was simply that they were paralyzed by the question: "Are we allowed to stand up?"
"I might have overdone it a bit," Frondier said, glancing at the unconscious devils.
The devils couldn't decipher the emotions behind his gaze. Ever since their first encounter with Frondier, they had been unable to read his emotions, just like everyone else.
His face appeared languid and peaceful. With that same expression, he had just rendered half of the devils unconscious. His expression before and after remained unchanged.