Arcane Academy: The Divine Extraction Legacy

Chapter 926: Shadow Immortal

Chapter 926: Shadow Immortal

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"What?!"

"This is different from what Mira and Aiden did!"

The class gasped in horror as the once-normal bullfrog transformed into something unrecognizable. It didn't just turn dark like it should be after receiving the curse.

Instead, its body was now a terrifying mass of pulsating, uneven growths of muscle or flesh. Indeed, it no longer resembled a frog but a distorted, quivering lump of flesh.

"This..." Armin froze, his hand still outstretched, but his face was already pale.

"What... what happened?" he muttered, his voice was barely audible. He didn't do anything else aside from following the instructions. There shouldn't be any problem at all!

"Return to your seats..." Professor Darion Vex said as he activated the classroom's formation art to seal the frog that acted differently.

Based on his observations, Armin followed everything, and there shouldn't be any mistake. At the very least, it wasn't something he was able to detect.

Anyway, if the problem wasn't the student, it means that there could also be a problem with the frog. After all, the frog had been influenced by dark alchemy's magic prior to this activity.

Soon, the rest of the class murmured among themselves as the students returned to their seats.

As soon as the Professor sealed the frog, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

However, the Professor still felt something off as he waved a hand, and a faint glow of dark energy enveloped the terrifying creature. As he did this, the frog's writhing ceased, and it slumped lifelessly onto the table.

The room was silent as they weren't sure if Armin's curse was too strong or if something went completely wrong.

Darion frowned deeply, his eyes narrowed as he examined the aftermath of Armin's spell. 'That's not the Skin Disease Curse... This is something entirely different. However, he chanted the Skin Disease Curse.'

Inwardly, Darion thought of various possibilities. 'It felt similar to the Body Destruction Curse. An advanced curse... and one I certainly didn't teach. Did Armin learn it beforehand? No, it doesn't seem like it. This isn't the result of memorization-he must have gathered the dark energy differently. Instead of casting the curse on the skin, did he somehow target the essence of the frog itself.'

The thought both impressed and concerned him. 'Impressive, yes... but this is dangerous. Very dangerous if not properly controlled.'

For now, he wanted to ensure his students that everything was fine.

Looking at the students, a few of them seemed impressed, while others were eager for their own turn to try the curse in future lessons. They just believed that Armin made a mistake for

now.

'I should investigate for a bit.' The Professor thought.

"What did you do?" The Professor asked as he pointed at the frog.

Armin swallowed hard, his eyes darted nervously between the Professor and the remains of the frog.

"I don't know... Professor... Believe me."

"This..." Darion gestured to the distorted creature, "is no longer the Skin Disease Curse. What you cast was something far more advanced. Something we don't even begin to teach until much later-if at all."

Armin's mouth went dry. "I didn't mean to... I-I just followed the instructions. I swear!"

"I believe you," Darion said, surprising Armin and everyone in the classroom.

His tone wasn't accusatory but rather contemplative. "You didn't cast this intentionally. That much is clear. What you did was... instinctive. Somehow, you altered the curse's resonance. Instead of corrupting the surface-the skin-you targeted the frog's essence directly. That's why it became... this."

He gestured again at the distorted mass on the table.

This statement had, of course, surprised everyone in the classroom.

The room erupted in whispers.

"Is that even possible?" one student muttered.

"How did he do that?" another asked, their tone a mix of awe and fear.

"That's terrifying..." someone else added.

Mira watched Armin with a curious gaze while Aiden leaned closer to her and whispered, "What do you think that means?"

"It means," Mira said softly, "that Armin isn't just some ordinary student."

Professor Darion turned back to the class, silencing the murmurs with a single sharp glance.

"Let this be a lesson to all of you. Cursecraft is not to be taken lightly. Even the simplest of curses can go awry if not handled properly. And in the wrong hands... or with the wrong intentions... the results can be catastrophic."

He looked directly at Armin, his gaze intense but not unkind. "Armin, I will speak with you privately after class. For now, take your seat."

Armin nodded shakily and returned to his desk, his mind was filled with various thoughts.

As the class resumed, the atmosphere remained tense.

Professor Darion finished the lesson with a demonstration of the proper execution of the Skin Disease Curse, but most of the students' minds were still on what had just happened.

When the class finally ended, Mira approached Armin as he was gathering his things. "That was... unexpected.... You really know how to make an impression, don't you?"

Armin gave her a weak smile. "Yeah... not exactly the kind I wanted."

"Still," Mira continued, her eyes gleaming, "it was impressive. Scary, but impressive. I wonder what Professor Vex will say to you."

Armin sighed, slinging his bag over his shoulder. "I guess I'm about to find out."

As he headed to Professor Darion's desk, the rest of the class filed out, leaving him alone with

the Professor.

Armin then approached Professor Darion Vex. He wasn't sure what to expect. Was he in trouble? Or had he unintentionally proven himself worthy of some praise?

He couldn't help but sigh as the remains of the bullfrog still lay on the table.

Darion sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Armin, what you did today... it's not something a first-year should be capable of. Not with this level of instruction. I need to know -have you been practicing curses outside of class? Reading forbidden texts?"

Armin shook his head quickly. "No, Professor! I swear, I've only been doing what you've

taught us. This... this just happened."

Then, before Darion could respond, the air in the room grew heavy...

'Ahh...' Darion was surprised as he suddenly felt a chill. It was as if the room was filled with otherworldly energy.

Then, shadows coiled along the walls, pooling into a single spot near the center of the room. The temperature seemed to drop, and a faint hum of Arcane Energy burst out.

From the churning darkness, an imposing figure appeared. He was clad in a dark, flowing coat

that seemed to suck in the surrounding light.

Needless to say, Shane, the Shadow Immortal, stepped into the room!

Darion immediately bowed deeply, his voice reverent.

"Shadow Immortal! What an honor. Your presence graces us."