I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

Chapter 250 Restaurant Turmoil

The restaurant's atmosphere was elegant, with a wide variety of delicious dishes on offer. Prolo Hawthorne, Alice, and Delina Reba excitedly picked out their favorite foods, while Dean Bruce sat nearby, smiling as he watched them.

"Teacher, aren't you eating?" Prolo Hawthorne asked curiously, noticing that Dean Bruce hadn't touched his plate.

Dean Bruce shook his head. "I've already eaten. You all go ahead and enjoy yourselves."

Hearing this, Prolo, Alice, and Delina didn't hold back and began digging in with great enthusiasm.

Watching them savor the food so happily, a warm feeling rose in Dean Bruce's heart. He knew that while these students often appeared carefree and playful, they always came together as a team when it mattered most.

"Teacher, you know what? I was so nervous during today's match," Prolo said between bites. "But seeing you, Alice, and Delina cheering us on made all my nerves disappear."

Alice nodded in agreement. "Exactly, Dean. Having you there gives us so much reassurance."

Delina, though less talkative, cast a grateful glance toward him.

Dean Bruce smiled warmly at them. "Hearing that makes me truly happy. But remember, a competition is just one way to test your skills—it's not everything. Regardless of the outcome, always stay confident and keep an optimistic mindset."

Prolo, Alice, and Delina all nodded in understanding, their expressions serious.

Suddenly, the restaurant erupted in commotion. Dean Bruce and his students looked up to see a group of mysterious individuals dressed entirely in black storm into the room.

"Who are they?" Prolo asked in surprise.

Dean Bruce frowned, sensing something unusual about their presence. These people didn't seem like ordinary civilians.

"Stay alert," he said in a low voice. "These people might be trouble."

Before he could say more, the mysterious group rushed toward them. Their swift and coordinated movements revealed that they were highly trained fighters.

"They're attacking!" Prolo exclaimed.

Dean Bruce reacted instantly. With a flick of his wand, a beam of light shot forth, blocking the lead assailant.

"Quick, take cover!" Dean Bruce ordered.

Prolo, Alice, and Delina scrambled to hide under a nearby table, while Dean Bruce positioned himself in front of them, his wand at the ready. His sharp gaze remained fixed on the intruders.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking us?" Dean Bruce demanded, his voice calm but firm.

The black-clad figures didn't respond. Instead, they launched another furious assault, their attacks swift and relentless.

Dean Bruce fended off the attacks while carefully looking for an opportunity to counterstrike.

Meanwhile, the other patrons in the restaurant had descended into chaos, scrambling toward the exit in an attempt to escape. The black-clad figures, however, seemed intent on not letting anyone get away and began pursuing them.

"This is bad—they're trying to escape!" Dean Bruce thought grimly, realizing he needed to neutralize the assailants quickly before the situation spiraled further out of control.

Channeling all his strength, he launched into an intense battle with the mysterious attackers. Prolo Hawthorne, Alice, and Delina Reba seized the opportunity to crawl out from under the table, ready to assist Dean Bruce.

However, being students, their powers were limited. Under the relentless assault of the mysterious figures, they quickly began to falter.

"Dean, what do we do?" Prolo asked anxiously, his voice tinged with panic.

"Dark mages!" Dean Bruce muttered under his breath, his heart sinking. It didn't take him long to realize their target was the academy itself.

Acting swiftly, he donned his enchanted cloak and grabbed his wand, readying himself for the confrontation ahead. At the same time, he activated his communication crystal to alert the headmaster and the other faculty members, urging them to prepare for battle.

Within moments, the dark mages reached the academy gates.

They immediately began casting powerful dark spells, aiming to breach the protective barrier surrounding the academy.

"Everyone, stay alert! Dark mages are attacking!" Dean Bruce shouted.

Hearing the alarm, the academy's teachers quickly rallied together, moving to intercept the intruders.

Dean Bruce positioned himself at the front lines, engaging the dark mages in a fierce and intense battle.

However, these dark mages were no ordinary foes. Their dark magic was potent, their spells devastating.

Despite the faculty's valiant efforts, the overwhelming power of the dark mages began to take its toll. The defenders were soon struggling to hold their ground.

"This can't go on!" Dean Bruce thought to himself, his mind racing.

He knew he had to come up with a plan quickly; otherwise, the academy would not hold out much longer against the dark mages' relentless assault.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the magical simulation feature he had recently unlocked through the system.

Without hesitation, Dean Bruce decided to utilize it to analyze the dark mages' spells.

The process of simulation was intricate and demanding.

The first step provided by the system was clear: "Heaven and Earth Reverse, Darkness Disperse!"

Dean Bruce silently recited the incantation in his mind, focusing all his energy on channeling his magic. He began using the simulation function to break down and decipher the dark mages' attacks.

As his magical energy surged, the scene before him began to blur slightly, and a strange sensation enveloped him.

It was as if he could see the essence and structure of the dark magic. Every rune, every ripple of energy became vividly clear in his mind's eye.

"I've got it!"

Dean Bruce's eyes lit up with excitement as he pinpointed a critical weakness within the dark magic. It was like a faint glimmer of light in an abyss of darkness—small but powerful enough to exploit.

Without delay, he raised his wand and began to chant the counterspell he had just simulated:

"Touch of Light, Purify the Shadows, Heaven and Earth Reverse, Evil Disperse!"

As the incantation reached its climax, a brilliant beam of light erupted from Dean Bruce's wand. The radiant energy shot directly at the lead dark mage, who was in the middle of casting a spell.

The light seemed to carry a purifying power, unraveling the dark magic surrounding the leader and leaving him visibly shaken.

"This is impossible!"

The leader's voice trembled with disbelief as he stared at Dean Bruce, stunned that his dark magic had been dismantled so effortlessly.

The other dark mages, witnessing the sight, halted their attacks. They exchanged uneasy glances, their eyes filled with shock and uncertainty.