Summit Farmer-Chapter 2122 - 2120: Servants Must Look Like Servants

Afterwards, it was Peter Brown’s world.

As these people’s magic continued to deplete, they soon ran out of it.

After losing the support of magic, each of them became weaker than the other.

After deploying a layer of Magic Defense, Peter Brown took the Magic Shield away, walked up to these people, and began to grab and beat them harshly. After the beating, he opened their rings and took all the items inside for himself. But that wasn’t all, he also forced them one by one to transfer all the Devil Crystals from their magic cards into his own.

Not only that, but Peter Brown even cast a magic curse on each person, an invention of his where he injected Divine Sense into their brains, causing them severe pain should they resist him.

Having done all this, Peter Brown intentionally let his defenses down.

As expected, as soon as they saw Peter Brown drop his defenses, a few of them who had almost recovered lunged at him, intending to take him down quickly. They were now intent on killing.

However, as magical attacks hit Peter Brown, they found that a magical fluctuation emanated from him, causing the attacks to slide away, causing no harm to Peter Brown whatsoever.

Then, Peter Brown started beating them up again.

This time, he was even more relentless, beating them until their faces were swollen and bruised.

After the beating, Peter Brown said: "From today on, you all will serve me obediently as my servants. If you are servants, then act like it. I have a fondness for beating people and will do so daily. Also, anything you bring into my yard belongs to the master. I will not take your rings, but I will inspect you again tomorrow. Now, get out, and make sure you arrive on time tomorrow morning."

He added: "Of course, you can choose not to come, but according to the school’s rules, if you break your promise, you will be expelled. Choose for yourself."

After finishing speaking, Peter Brown opened the formation and kicked them out one by one.

Looking at the door that was closed again, then at the large number of students who had already arrived outside the yard, the twenty-five people could only smile wryly. They had hoped to regain their pride today, but what they didn’t expect was that Jackson Wood was truly formidable, simply unbeatable.

The twenty-five people didn’t want to talk to anyone either, and they all fled with a flicker of their bodies.

Those who came to watch were initially looking forward to a spectacle, but they never anticipated that all twenty-five would be so overwhelmed by Jackson Wood that they ran off with their tails between their legs. Just what was the situation with Jackson Wood?

At that moment, in a teacher’s office, the Magic Teachers were all wide-eyed, watching the content displayed on the magic mirror.

"Awesome!" the teachers commented then.

"Yes, the magic vine used by Jackson Wood must have been reinforced with some strong formation. It’s an innovative idea we hadn’t thought of."

"I think the Divine Sense Curse he deployed is also a nice tactic, very worthwhile for us to study."

"I like that shield-shaped magic. By borrowing the energy of the magic formation in the yard, his shield was extremely sturdy."

"No, I want this student for myself."

"That’s an elite of the elite. I reckon even the headmaster will want him."

Peter Brown was unaware that everyone was discussing him behind his back.

Returning to his room, he felt extremely pleased. Today’s gains were huge. Not to mention anything else, the Devil Crystals he obtained from those twenty-five people amounted to over a billion. These magic students were truly wealthy.

He took out those items and examined them one by one, his face showing even more smiles. His actions today were entirely in accordance with the school rules. No matter where this matter went, he was in the right.

Only by being high-profile can one access core knowledge in the shortest time!

Peter Brown didn’t care about outside affairs; as long as those people couldn’t handle him, that was enough.

Without the opportunity to set up a formation yet, Peter Brown didn’t want to rush into laying out formations. Instead, he continued his cultivation by sitting cross-legged.

The changes within the Elixir Sea accelerated, with each desolate planet undergoing transformation.

Peter Brown also noticed something new – that while the desolate planets were changing, those with life on them were changing at a much slower pace.

What was going on?

After some thought, Peter Brown had a feeling that perhaps The Higher-Ups carried the will of Saints from the External World, and this foreign Saint Willpower was contending with his own, likely causing the rapid transformations.

What to do?

Looking at a few Life Planets for a while, Peter Brown took action towards a less populated desolate planet, surrounding the consciousness of the people there with his potent will.

After encasing them, he began eroding the foreign willpower within them.

Indeed, when Peter Brown tried to eradicate the internal willpower, he encountered strong resistance.

It was an energy that even Peter Brown couldn’t unravel.

However, Peter Brown’s true intention wasn’t to get rid of it, but to find and isolate this energy.

Having found it, he then moved that energy onto another Life Planet.

After doing so and looking at the desolate planet, he saw that without that energy, the planet’s transformation became much easier.

Glancing at the collected Saint energy for a while, Peter Brown thought, perhaps if he concentrated this energy, he could use it as an attack at critical moments?

This idea was somewhat exciting to Peter Brown; if feasible, it would provide him with another means of attack in the Demon Clan territory.

Of course, Peter Brown knew that he couldn’t do it just yet; the only thing he could do was to transfer the Saint Willpower away.

Slowly does it!

Peter Brown knew not to rush, as he had plenty of time. He was confident that by continuing this way, he would eventually transform the entire Elixir Sea and find a way to utilize the Saint Willpower.

While Peter Brown cultivated here, the outside world became lively because of him. Everyone knew that the School of Magic had acquired a formidable talent, a prodigy in magic who, if nurtured properly, was destined for greatness.

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