I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

"Professor Dean, we can't keep going like this," Putin Hawthorne said, panting heavily. "We need to find the Dark Enforcer organization's headquarters and completely destroy them."

Dean Bruce nodded. "You're right. But for now, we need to find a place to rest and tend to our injuries."

With that, the group found a hidden cave where they could heal and restore their magical energy. Dean Bruce sat off to the side, deep in thought, planning their next steps.

He knew the Dark Enforcer organization wouldn't give up easily. They would certainly strike again. This time, they needed to be fully prepared to face the challenges ahead.

"Professor Dean, I have an idea," Alice suddenly said. "We could use a Magic Circle to track the movements of the Dark Enforcers."

Dean Bruce's eyes brightened with approval. "Great idea! Alice, you're brilliant!"

With that, he began working with Alice to create a Magic Circle capable of tracking the Dark Enforcers' movements. After a bit of effort, they finally managed to craft one that would guide them toward their enemies.

"Alright, now we can track the Dark Enforcers," Dean Bruce said. "Everyone, get ready. We're heading out immediately!"

The group, now armed with the Magic Circle, set off once again. Following the circle's guidance, they tracked the Dark Enforcers' trail and eventually arrived at a mysterious valley.

"This is it the Dark Enforcer organization's headquarters!" Putin Hawthorne said excitedly.

Dean Bruce nodded. "Everyone stay alert. We'll sneak in quietly, find their leader, and eliminate him once and for all!"

With that, the group quietly infiltrated the valley.

However, as they moved deeper into the valley, they found themselves circling around, as if they were lost.

Dean Bruce quickly realized something was wrong.

He signaled the group to stop and said, "Everyone, hold up. Don't make any sudden moves. We need to think carefully about how to get out of here. It seems we've walked into a maze."

"Could it be the Dark Maze?" Alice asked, her voice tinged with concern.

Dean Bruce frowned. "It's possible. This valley does have the feel of a maze. We need to be careful we could be walking into a trap."

The others nodded in agreement, their eyes scanning the surroundings as they tried to figure out how to navigate their way out. Yet, the maze seemed to be shrouded in some mysterious magical force, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find an exit.

"What should we do, Professor?" Putin Hawthorne asked anxiously.

Dean Bruce thought for a moment before responding. "Don't worry, let's rest for a bit and restore our magic. After that, I'll try to use the Magical Simulation function to find the exit."

The others sat down to recover their magical energy. Dean Bruce closed his eyes, preparing to communicate with the system.

"System, activate the Magical Simulation function and help me find the exit of this maze," Dean Bruce silently commanded in his mind.

The system immediately responded, "Magical Simulation function activated. Please provide details of the maze."

Dean Bruce described the maze's environment, layout, and the challenges they had encountered in detail. The system began its rapid calculations, and after a short while, it provided a potential exit location.

"Host, based on the simulation, the exit may be in this direction," the system said. "However, due to the mysterious magical force enveloping the maze, the exit's position may shift. Please proceed with caution."

Dean Bruce opened his eyes and shared the location of the exit with the group.

"Everyone ready? Let's head in this direction," Dean Bruce said.

The group nodded and stood up, preparing to move toward the exit. But just as they were about to set off, a deep, sinister laugh echoed through the maze.

"Haha, you think it's that easy to find the exit? You're so naïve," a mysterious voice sneered.

Dean Bruce and the others turned toward the sound, and they saw a cloaked figure standing nearby, staring at them coldly.

"Who are you?" Dean Bruce asked warily.

The mysterious figure did not answer. Instead, he slowly removed his hood, revealing an old and grotesque face.

"You're Klastimanovich?" Alice cried out first. "You're the Dark Overlord!"

"What?" Dean Bruce froze for a moment. This old man was the Dark Overlord? He looked so ordinary.

"Alice, it's been a long time!" Klastimanovich said, his voice dripping with disdain. "You betrayed us, and now you still have the nerve to show up here?"

"I didn't betray you," Alice calmly retorted. "I just saw through your true nature and chose the side of justice."

Klastimanovich let out a mocking laugh. "Justice? Hah, in this world, only power is justice. Do you think you can defeat me with your pathetic little magic? You're dreaming."

Dean Bruce stepped forward, shielding Alice behind him. "Klastimanovich, your evil plan will not succeed. Today, we'll end your wicked reign here."

Klastimanovich sneered. "You? You're all out of your depth. But since you all want to die so badly, I'll gladly oblige."

With that, he waved his wand, and a surge of powerful dark energy gathered around him, rushing toward Dean Bruce and the others.

Dean Bruce and the others quickly cast their spells to defend themselves, but Klastimanovich's power was overwhelming. They were soon forced to retreat, struggling to hold their ground.

"This is bad his power is too strong!" Putin Hawthorne said anxiously.

Dean Bruce gritted his teeth. "Don't panic, everyone. We can find his weakness."

With that, he began to carefully observe Klastimanovich's attack patterns, searching for a flaw. After some effort, he finally noticed a small mistake in Klastimanovich's movements.

"Now!" Dean Bruce shouted. Together with Putin Hawthorne, Alice, and Delina Reba, he launched a fierce counterattack on Klastimanovich.

Caught off guard by their sudden retaliation, Klastimanovich faltered. Dean Bruce and the others took advantage of the moment, pushing him back, until they had him cornered.

"Hmph, even if you manage to trap me for now, you'll never defeat me," Klastimanovich sneered. "My power is endless. You'll never be able to destroy me."

Dean Bruce shook his head. "Evil can never overcome justice. Klastimanovich, your end is here."

With that, he raised his wand and unleashed a blinding beam of light toward Klastimanovich. Klastimanovich tried desperately to block it, but in the end, he was struck and sent flying through the air.

"Thud!"

Klastimanovich coughed up blood, his face turning pale. He stared at Dean Bruce and the others in disbelief. "You... how could you be this strong?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Dean Bruce coldly responded, "We rely on the power of justice and conviction. You, on the other hand, only understand relying on darkness and evil."

Klastimanovich knew he had no chance left. With a venomous glare at Dean Bruce and the others, he hissed, "You'll regret this! The Dark Enforcer organization will not give up so easily!"

With that, he transformed into a shadow and disappeared into the night sky. Dean Bruce and his team watched Klastimanovich vanish, a sense of victorious joy rising in their hearts.

"We did it!" Putin Hawthorne exclaimed excitedly.

Alice and Delina Reba also wore smiles of relief. They knew that, despite the difficulty of the battle, they had finally won.

Dean Bruce looked at his students, their faces glowing with excitement, and felt a sense of satisfaction. He understood that this victory was not just a blow to the Dark Enforcer organization, but also a testament to their teamwork and strength.

"Alright, everyone, let's head back and rest," Dean Bruce said. "Although this battle is over, our mission is far from complete. We need to continue strengthening the academy's defenses to prevent the Dark Enforcer organization from launching another attack."

Putin Hawthorne and the others nodded in agreement, following Dean Bruce back to the academy.

Once back at the academy, Dean Bruce immediately gathered all available resources to discuss how to further strengthen the academy's defenses. He knew that while the Dark Enforcer organization had been temporarily thwarted, their threat had not been entirely neutralized.

"We must ensure the safety of the academy," Dean Bruce said firmly during the meeting. "We need to increase patrols and vigilance, as well as enhance our students' combat abilities."

The headmaster nodded in agreement. "You're right, Dean. I'll arrange to strengthen the academy's security immediately. At the same time, I'll contact other magical factions to seek their support."

Dean Bruce expressed his gratitude. "Thank you, Headmaster. With your support, I'm confident we can defeat the Dark Enforcer organization."

However, just as they thought everything was finally over, an unexpected message arrived.

"Dean! It's bad!" a student rushed in, breathless. "We've discovered remnants of the Dark Enforcer organization, and they're planning a new attack!"

Dean Bruce's heart tightened at the news. He knew the battle was far from over...

Without wasting any time, Dean Bruce immediately gathered Putin Hawthorne, Alice, Delina Reba, and the others to discuss their next course of action.

"We must find the remnants of the Dark Enforcer organization as soon as possible and eliminate them once and for all," Dean Bruce said in a grim tone. "Otherwise, they'll continue launching attacks against us."

Putin Hawthorne nodded. "Teacher, what should we do next?"