[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy":3,"chapter-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-271":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1027027,1339,"Chapter 271: Aestrea Against The World (XLVIII)","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-271",271,"\u003Cp>The decree still burned in the heavens above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every SSS-ranker had their eyes locked on Aestrea, waiting for their reaction. Christina’s hand trembled, her sword pointed at him, her lips caught between doubt and duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Aestrea... no longer looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze had switched to the angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver light leaked from his body like smoke. His hair whipped against the air, eyes glowing with blinding brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angel, Alen, barely had time to widen his eyes before Aestrea’s fist slammed into his chest like a hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact detonated the ground. Alen’s body was thrown back, golden feathers scattering as he was launched through the sky, smashing into the earth with a deafening crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust erupted upward like a volcanic blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gathered SSS-rankers staggered back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wh-what speed...!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I couldn’t even see him move—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina’s lips parted, breath catching as her sword arm wavered slightly. But before the dust even settled....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea was already there, silver aura trailing as he appeared above the angel’s crater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His frost sword shimmered into being, long and sharp, its edge glowing with moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stabbed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHIIIIING!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen raised his spear just in time, holy light bursting as steel met steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks of gold and silver erupted in all directions, slashing across the ground and tearing through the watching SSS-rankers’ defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"UURRRGHHHH!\" one of them cried, his shoulder sliced open by a stray silver arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another collapsed to one knee, coughing blood from the sheer pressure of the clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fucking... monsters...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLAAANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLAAANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea pressed forward without hesitation, his frost blade carving in rapid strikes, one after another, each swing shaking the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen parried desperately, his spear leaving arcs of golden light as he blocked each slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground around them froze solid, jagged spikes of ice tearing upward with every step Aestrea took.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy fire of Alen’s wings burned them away instantly, steam rising in violent bursts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough!\" Alen roared, pushing back with a wave of divine energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave ripped the earth open, forcing Aestrea back a step, but only for an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blurred forward again, sword slicing low for the angel’s ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHHHK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed as the blade bit deep across Alen’s side. The angel hissed, staggering, but his spear lashed out in retaliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWOOOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden point cut across Aestrea’s shoulder, searing his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk...\" Aestrea gritted his teeth, gripping his sword tighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The SSS-rankers could hardly breathe under the pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every exchange between the two sent shockwaves through their bodies. Some shielded their eyes, others struggled to remain standing, while a few were already bleeding from their ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina, however, remained frozen, staring only at Aestrea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aura... his movements... even when facing a divine being, his cold eyes never wavered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Silver energy... what has he become...?\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the crater, Alen wiped blood from his mouth, his golden eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dare... strike first at a messenger of the Goddess?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea tilted his head slightly, silver aura hissing around him like fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You descended here to judge me, didn’t you? Then face me head-on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vanished again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he appeared above Alen, both hands gripping his frost sword as he brought it down in a crushing arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moonlit Ice Lotus Sword Art...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『Third Move!(✦Moonlight’s One Flash✦) 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHIIIIIIIIING!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword fell like a beam of the moon itself, silver light cutting the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen roared, thrusting his spear upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clash split the battlefield apart, golden and silver energy spiraling upward into the torn sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The SSS-rankers screamed as the ground beneath them cracked open. Some fell into fissures, others scrambled to maintain footing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaaaaghhh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible power...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavens thundered as the two forces fought in a storm of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen’s wings flared wide, golden circles appearing around him one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Divine Barrage!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spear thrusts multiplied in the air, hundreds of golden copies piercing down at Aestrea like rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Holy Chains of Heaven!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinding shackles whipped forward, wrapping around his limbs and torso.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Flame of the Sun!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A searing wave of fire burst outward, hot enough to melt stone into liquid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield shook as divine techniques poured from him endlessly, each one carrying enough strength to kill an SSS-ranker outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air itself screamed under the pressure, the ground splitting further and further until whole valleys caved in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, Aestrea did not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His glowing eyes locked onto the angel’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, the storm of golden spears, the chains, the fire..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire world froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHHHHHHHHH—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time itself fell silent, and every color around them paled. Dust, flames, even the broken earth all hung unmoving, like a painted scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Aestrea walked forward, his boots crunching softly against the fractured ground. His silver aura leaked out quietly, cutting through the stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He appeared beside the angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen’s body stood locked in place, spear mid-swing, fire frozen mid-flame, his golden eyes wide but helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea slowly raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAAAAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound echoed unnaturally in the frozen world. The angel’s head snapped violently to the side, a streak of blood flying from his lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ghhhhh—!\" Alen staggered, his wings flaring in shock. His voice trembled, filled with disbelief. \"Y-you... you stopped time... A mortal cannot... this power belongs only to gods!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s hand reached forward, fingers pressing firmly against the angel’s chestplate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impacto.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force detonated like a cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angel’s body was launched skyward at impossible speed, spinning wildly through the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shot across the horizon in a blur, his form vanishing in seconds, then reappearing moments later as he completed an entire orbit around the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could fly around again, Aestrea appeared above him, silver aura burning hotter, and seized him by the throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angel’s wings flailed, his spear trembling in his grip, but Aestrea didn’t give him the chance to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single cold motion, he hurled him downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRAAAAAASH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen’s body slammed into the earth like a meteor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact ripped open the land, an explosion of dirt and rock blasting upward as shockwaves flattened everything within miles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SSS-rankers screamed as they were thrown into the air, shields snapping under the pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina fell to her knees, her holy aura barely protecting her from being crushed outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pink eyes widened in horror as she stared at the crater where the angel had been driven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea landed gently above it, silver aura swirling like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His frost sword glimmered in his hand as he looked down at the struggling angel buried in the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen coughed blood, his armor cracked, his divine aura flickering. He glared up, eyes burning with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... monster...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Aestrea only tilted his head, smiling coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Monster?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, the silver energy dripping off him like poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen tried to crawl back, his wings twitching, but Aestrea’s boot pressed down hard onto his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUUUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ghhhhh—!\" Alen gasped as his ribs strained, his breath caught under the crushing weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea leaned down slightly, his glowing eyes reflecting only cold amusement. His lips curved into a sharp smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard something... You angels... your wings are the most special part of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was quiet, almost playful, but every word dripped with cruelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So...\" His boot ground harder into Alen’s chest, cracking the dirt beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happens if I rip them off?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen’s golden eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No...\" His voice cracked, trembling with something far worse than pain... fear. A raw, primal fear that made his body shake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you...\" Aestrea murmured, leaning closer, his silver aura crawling across the angel’s skin like icy needles. \"...turn human when your wings are gone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop—!\" Alen shouted, his voice breaking, his hands clawing weakly at the boot crushing him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body trembled violently, as if even the thought of losing his wings tore through his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina’s breath caught in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew... everyone knew. For an angel, the wings were not just flesh, they were their soul, their divinity, their very existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To lose them was worse than death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea crouched, his hand slowly reaching back, fingers brushing against the base of one of the glowing wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant he touched it, Alen screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body arched, veins bulging as divine light burst from his wounds. The wing thrashed violently, but Aestrea’s grip only tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head again, smiling with that cruel, childlike curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sensitive, aren’t they?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"DON’T! PLEASE—!\" Alen’s voice cracked, no longer carrying divine authority, only terror. His golden eyes darted wildly, his face pale, sweat dripping down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea leaned closer, his cold breath brushing against the angel’s ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beg louder.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand pulled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRRRRSHHHHHHH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of flesh tearing and bones snapping echoed across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White feathers scattered into the wind, burning faintly with golden light before dimming to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen’s scream was like no other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not rage or pain, but pure despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body convulsed as if his soul itself was being ripped apart. Blood poured from the wound at his back, staining the dirt below in rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s smile only widened, his eyes glowing brighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held the wing in his hand, still twitching, still glowing faintly, before letting it drop casually onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angel’s chest heaved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes rolled back, tears mixing with blood as he panted, every breath rattling. His remaining three wings quivered, folding around him as if to shield themselves in desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Aestrea wasn’t finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand slid to the base of another wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alen froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body went stiff, his voice cracking into a broken whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... not again... don’t... please... I... I’ll die...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time since his descent, the great divine warrior of the Goddess looked nothing like an angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His holy presence had collapsed, reduced to trembling fear under Aestrea’s boot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea leaned closer, his lips curling into a whisper that cut like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then die screaming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1671,"2026-06-03T09:18:17.304Z","2026-06-03T09:18:22.612Z",1,"novelbin.me","22e4ae8887e61d7542f3cbbc6249c76325ee99d0c8e357ac0d467ee6a06e3e23","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-272","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-270",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-cover.jpg"]