I Became the Student Council President of Academy City-Chapter 114

So had Woo-jin figured out the source that made the Absolute World so cold? That source was hidden perfectly within the walls, shrouded by intense cold, making it nearly impossible to detect with magic.

‘No... No!’

Kang-jin realized the truth.

‘That bastard doesn’t know... He has no idea what the core that sustains the Absolute World is. That’s why he just decided to cover everything! The whole damn thing!’

Woo-jin didn’t know the exact way to dismantle the Absolute World or even that there was such a core.

Instead, he recklessly unleashed his overflowing magic and covered every inch of the walls, ceiling, and floor with cracks.

He had blocked out every possible variable.

That’s right.

To defeat Woo-jin with the Absolute World... he was simply too powerful.

“Haha...”

Despite realizing his defeat, Kang-jin couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

“What an absurd monster...!”

He was even moved by the experience.

To think that before his death, he could fight against such a monster.

Paaaat!

Suddenly, the space around them tore apart as new cracks formed, spreading everywhere like glitches in a broken game, disrupting the Absolute World.

And then—

Whiiiiish!

The cold grew even stronger, battering Kang-jin mercilessly.

Parts of his body froze rapidly, even though he wielded the power of ice, it became unbearable.

‘Is he channeling all of the cold at me?’

The cracks formed in the walls of the Absolute World absorbed all the cold, then redirected it through the cracks in the air, unleashing it solely on Kang-jin, leaving Woo-jin in a blind spot.

The magic of spatial manipulation was meaningless in front of Woo-jin.

Whooooosh!

The concentrated cold descended like a waterfall, so intense that even Woo-jin couldn't withstand its full force.

But Kang-jin wasn’t one to stand idle. He lunged toward Woo-jin.

As a living being, Kang-jin could pass through the cracks.

But when he tried to strike Woo-jin, it was nothing more than a futile attempt.

Thud!

His frozen legs wouldn’t carry him any further.

Whenever Kang-jin shifted position, the cracks around him dynamically rearranged themselves, once again directing the freezing cold toward him.

It was a cruel sight.

As the cold penetrated his entire body, Kang-jin let out a hollow laugh.

Facing death at the hands of an unbeatable force, he was nothing more than a plaything.

Woo-jin gazed down at Kang-jin. His eyes were as cold and emotionless as the freezing air.

Kang-jin knew he had lost.

To die in a battle against someone so powerful—he didn't know how to express his gratitude to this man for giving him one final thrill before death.

With trembling lips, Kang-jin forced out the last words he could manage.

“My life... was so meaningless... truly, a boring life...”

“...”

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“An Woo-jin... thank you. Thanks to you, at least the end... was a bit fun...”

Kang-jin could say no more.

His body froze completely, and he breathed his last.

Chhhhring!

The Absolute World vanished in a blinding white light.

Woo-jin retracted the cracks that had covered the walls, ceiling, and floor. Then, he began to fall once again from the center of the tower.

The Cube that had formed the Absolute World was gone.

“What’s that...?”

The military forces and the Student Council’s allied troops who had been in the midst of battle turned their heads as the massive Cube that had composed the Absolute World disappeared in a flash of light.

At the same time, the majestic ice palace that had encased the Central Tower, towering into the sky, began to crumble into shining dust, carried away by the wind.

The falling dust surrounded someone and then disappeared as if in mourning.

It was a figure, frozen solid, plummeting through the air.

Everyone saw it.

“White...!?”

“Did he... lose...?”

Everyone was stunned.

Suh Kang-jin, the strongest among Spartoi and one of the top powers in Neo Seoul, had fallen.

An Woo-jin, who had newly joined the ranks of the city’s strongest, had emerged victorious.

“...!”

A chilling surge of magic filled the area.

With the disappearance of the massive Cube and the Absolute World, the cracks that had driven Kang-jin to his death now revealed themselves.

The man standing before the cracks slowly extended his arms outward, gazing down at the Central Tower.

The image burned into everyone’s minds as if a god had descended, exuding an overwhelming aura.

It was an unspoken threat: that at any moment, he could bring down the Central Tower.

Woo-jin's magical presence was so vast that it loomed over all of Neo Seoul. The citizens who witnessed the phenomenon were left speechless.

Live broadcasts, now zooming in on Woo-jin with high-definition cameras, flooded the chat windows with exclamations.

Suh Kang-jin, once a legend, had been defeated.

The sight of Woo-jin standing victorious left viewers with indescribable emotions.

“Suh Kang-jin...”

Inside the Central Tower, Principal I Doo-hee’s voice trembled.

Woo-jin stood there, unscathed, his abundant magic seemingly overflowing, a stark contrast to Kang-jin’s fate.

The Principal had no words left.

There was no longer any way to stop that man.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The defense systems of the Central Area unleashed a barrage of magical missiles and artillery toward Woo-jin like a storm.

But the space split wide open, and a massive crack absorbed every attack into a void.

Immediately afterward, cracks appeared around the machines that had fired the magical rounds.

Boom!

All the magic rounds were sent back, destroying everything around them in a massive explosion.

Spatial Dominance. Third form of his magic: Spatial Reversal.

Even an intense bombardment capable of obliterating an entire district was effortlessly neutralized by Woo-jin.

The sight brought a new wave of terror to the citizens.

Frantically, the Principal pressed a button on his wheelchair.

Clunk! Clunk!

The Central Tower became encased in a high-density shell, reinforced by magic.

Debris falling from the sky couldn’t penetrate the tower, but even this protective shell was just a temporary measure against Woo-jin’s spatial magic.

It was a futile attempt.

Crack.

Woo-jin vanished from the spot with a spatial leap.

He landed on the ground and passed beyond the barrier surrounding the Central Tower.

Immediately, Spartoi agents, who had been lying in wait, ambushed Woo-jin, but they were all struck down by his spatial lightning.

After dispatching the last of his enemies, Woo-jin used another spatial leap to enter the Central Tower.

“Principal...!”

As Woo-jin entered the tower, the Student Council President bit his lip.

Even though the Central Tower had means to protect the Principal, it would be meaningless in front of Woo-jin.

And so, inside the Central Tower—

“Gah!” “Ugh!”

Woo-jin deliberately started from the lower floors, swiftly taking out the Spartoi guards protecting the Central Tower. It was a preemptive measure to eliminate anyone who might interfere.

Despite the guards being composed of Spartoi’s strongest, they were no match.

If even Suh Kang-jin, one of the few capable of standing up to Goliath, had been defeated, who could possibly stop Woo-jin now?

Finally, Woo-jin reached the Principal’s office.

Crack.

Without bothering to open the firmly closed door, he casually leaped through space and entered the office.

“You’ve arrived.”

The first voice he heard was Son Ye-seo’s.

The protective shell around the Central Tower allowed those inside to see outside, and Principal I Doo-hee had been staring out the window the entire time.

She turned her wheelchair around, meeting Woo-jin’s eyes with a meaningful expression. Son Ye-seo was there too.

“So, you’ve made it here at last...”

His black uniform was tattered and torn from his previous battle with the Glutton. His face was smeared with dirt, his eyes gleaming coldly.

On his left arm, the armband of the Disciplinary Committee glimmered.

An Woo-jin.

He looked at the Principal with a cold, indifferent gaze and greeted him.

“Pleased to meet you, Principal.”

Then, in a calm, steady voice, he spoke.

“I’ve come to finish this.”