Then came the second, the third, and countless rock spikes, no longer confined to the shape of a sword, burst forth from the ground.

In an instant, spells flared. The "Dance of the Air" took to the skies. "Fesentelerus's Portal" allowed for evasion into a demiplane, and "Construct Awakening Technique" animated instructional constructs to serve as shields. The academy's professors displayed a dazzling array of spells, evading or defending against this large-scale, quasi-elemental magic assault.

Then, they saw David, who had initially been sent underground, shoot up from the ground like a dolphin emerging from the ocean, once again soaring in the sky.

Authority — "Arrogance"

Flapping his claws incessantly, the Red Dragon exclaimed with boundless excitement and pleasure,

"Impressive! Marvelous! The variety of spells from the professors truly broadened my horizons.

"But now, isn't it time for the student here to return the favor?"

David's words immediately caused all the professors and masters to become even more cautious.

Indeed, this Red Dragon before them had been 'passively taking hits' from the start, yet his gaze remained clear, like that of their most devout personal disciples. It seemed as though he had been observing and learning from them the entire time.

Wait, learning?

A spine-chilling yet inconceivable idea suddenly came to all the Elves.

With a gesture from David across the air, the professor he pointed at immediately crumpled to the ground, clutching his stomach in agony.

"It's 'Violate Viscera'! Defense spells!"

Without needing further reminders from Euniselen, the professors, already reacting, quickly launched various magical defenses and resistances. Still, they weren't as quick as David's 'spell rebuttal'.

"Ximb's Instant Spell"!

With this trick at his disposal, David suddenly became a veritable spellcasting machine gun.

"Mad Clamor"

"Nybur's Angry Retribution"

"Otu Enchanting Dance"

"Barrier Screen"

"High-Level Umbral Shaping"

"High-Level Hex"

A barrage of spells burst forth frenetically. One Elven professor, forced into a courtly waltz by the "Otu Enchanting Dance," gritted his teeth and hastily cast "Mana Absorption Technique" on David.

But after barely two seconds of absorption, he realized he was drawing nothing.

The Dragon's Magic Power had already been almost completely squandered by his own spellcasting flurry.

Damn fool! Euniselen was furious enough to die from anger at this newly arrived imbecile from Eternal Gathering Island.

Couldn't they see that the Dragon had just been using the very spells they themselves had cast?

But sometimes reality is just like that—one cannot always expect every comrade-in-arms to have their mind in the game, and it's inevitable that an imbecile will emerge and nearly ruin everything.

"Hahahaha! Just like bringing a pillow to someone who is dozing off! Thank you for this gift, professor!"

Indeed, they heard David's arrogant and triumphant laughter.

The next moment, all the Spellcasters in the academy felt connected by an invisible conduit.

At first, they all thought they were the only unfortunate ones to be drained of magic.

Unfortunately, they didn't dare to cast spells like "Anti-Magic Field" on themselves.

If that Dragon managed to learn it, he would completely become the Spellcasters' 'nemesis.'

By then, the fall of Dewensen Magic Academy wouldn't be far off.

"Hold nothing back! If this goes on, he'll really demolish the academy!" an authoritative voice sounded out.

David's gaze immediately locked onto the speaker, and he sneered,

"So you're the dean of Dewensen Academy?

"Finally willing to show yourself?

"You truly are a 'paragon' of teaching and educating, aren't you?"