[{"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-339":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},1027145,1339,"Chapter 339: The Beginning Of The End [I]","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-339",339,"\u003Cp>Dawn came hard and pale over the ravine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina stood at the head of the line, her golden armor flashing in the weak light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And strangely, she was going to be the one leading the army since Aestrea gave her the order to do so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Christina tried to ask where he was going, but he interrupted her with a melting kiss that broke her resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the kiss, she had almost melted, and before she noticed, Aestrea was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move!\" she ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so they did, moving like a huge tile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outer slopes had exactly two hundred scuts, and to deal with them and save strength for later, they decided to set up traps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan was simple, as between them, there were more than twenty Gods of Invisibility, so they took the chance to plant plenty of traps in the scout’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took them more than a single hour to set up all the traps needed, but when the Gods of Invisibility came back, Christina instantly ordered the army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Positions!\" Christina suddenly shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Armor instantly rattled in response, as the soldier’s wings unfolded, shields lifted, and lines tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air hummed with restrained violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Five minutes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From somewhere far above came the faint echo of laughter from one of the scouts. They didn’t yet know death was already creeping through their ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then... it began as Christina waved her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first snare detonated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scout vanished in a burst of white light and divine flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion echoed off the slopes, rolling down in waves of thunder. For a second, there was silence, then came a chorus of shouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AMBUSH! AMBU—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second explosion cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Traps went off like storm fire, one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whmm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Braaam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crk-crk-CRASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each blast tore the air apart, showering rocks and smoke into the fog. Figures stumbled, glowing silhouettes of divine flesh seared by magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CHARGE!\" Christina roared, pointing her sword towards the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FLAP, FLAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her army surged forward like a freaking tsunami.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was fucking noise, as the thump-thump-thump of hundreds of boots pounding mud, the hiss of arrows cutting air, the clash of metal on metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shields collided, spears shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fog erupted into a maelstrom of movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina ran at the front, sword raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her blade burned gold, cutting through the haze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scout quickly lunged toward her with twin daggers spinning in his hands. She blocked the first strike with her shield; sparks flew, hot and bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second dagger grazed her arm, a shallow cut, but it stung. She turned, pivoted on one heel, and brought her sword down in a clean, brutal arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHHHHK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The god fell, body splitting light before collapsing into ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, shouts rang like waves breaking on rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Left flank! Hold the ridge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Medic! MEDIC, NOW!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Push forward, the slope’s clear!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A line of fire flared to her right, and a squad of pyromancers unleashed a volley, setting the hillside ablaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heat hit like a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke mixed with mist, curling black ribbons across the battlefield. Through the haze, the silhouettes of dying gods looked like burned-out candles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRAAAAACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous crack split the air, and a scout detonated a ward bomb, sending half a dozen of Christina’s soldiers flying backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them hit a rock with a sickeningcrunch. She heard the scream before she saw the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get those wounded out of range!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Commander!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leapt over the fallen, driving her sword into another enemy’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact sent a tremor up her arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She yanked the blade free with a grunt, blood, if it could be called that, splattering across her greaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world around her was noise — roaring, clanging, shrieking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine power cracked like lightning overhead as mages hurled spells through the air. Bolts of light hissed past, hitting trees and shattering them to splinters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain itself seemed to groan under the weight of battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Suppress the archers!\" someone bellowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen of their own archers stepped forward in unison, loosing arrows that glowed silver-blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scouts fell in a rain of soundless deaths, light bursting from their chests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air stank of iron and ozone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep moving! Don’t let them regroup!\" Christina’s voice was hoarse from shouting, but she didn’t stop as she thought of the reward Aestrea would grant her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was her main motivation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could already picture him waiting at the mountain’s peak, his softening when she brought victory to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought alone burned hotter than the flames licking at the ruined ground around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slopes were nearly silent now, broken only by the groans of the wounded and the crackle of fire eating through wet grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outer layer was almost theirs, but \"almost\" wasn’t enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of thirty-seven enemy gods still held a ridge near the upper path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the last remnant of the scout force, but they were quite strong for the injured soldiers to handle in their current state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Christina was holding back the stronger gods for the middle and core layers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina turned to one of her captains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pull everyone back. Let the healers work. I’ll send one of the elite group.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One name came to her instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Frey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ripple of energy followed her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the haze, a tall figure stepped forward, silver armor scarred from earlier battles, eyes glowing faint blue beneath a dark helm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks jumped across his shoulders, crawling down his arms like living veins of lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the strongest God Christina had recruited, and Christina was pretty sure that he could deal with them easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christina looked at him before her lips parted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re holding the ridge above the ravine. Thirty-seven left. Take it alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey smiled, the corner of his mouth twitching with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only thirty-seven?\" His voice was calm, as if he were stating a fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then it won’t take long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked away without waiting for another order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world shuddered faintly as he moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracckle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step left a soft rumble in the earth, like distant thunder rolling beneath the soil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers watched him climb the slope, his presence pulling electricity into the air until even the mist seemed to tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the ridge, the thirty-seven enemy gods stood in formation, tired, bloodied, but ready to die hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their commander, a broad-shouldered war god with molten eyes, stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You came alone?\" he barked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey stopped ten paces away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ll wish I hadn’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"KILL HIM!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRA-THOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning erupted from Frey’s body, creating a blinding column of light that split the mist in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground tore open beneath him, stones lifting from the earth, suspended midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first wave of gods lunged through the smoke, weapons glowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An instant later, he appeared behind them, leaving a streak of white and blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist slammed into one god’s chest, caving it in with a sound like thunder breaking a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRR-THAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body flew backward, smashing into two others before disintegrating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"MOVE!\" the commander shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surrounded him, blades flashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey turned his wrist, summoning a spear made of pure lightning. It hummed, vibrating with barely contained energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spun it once, and swept it through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZAAAKK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swing tore the air apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space itself cracked, a thin black line appearing where the spear passed. The shockwave threw half the attackers off their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground rippled like water under their weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two tried to flank him from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey didn’t even turn as his aura exploded outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRAK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning wrapped around him like a living storm, and both gods screamed as their bodies turned to glass, then shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stand your ground!\" the commander bellowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s just one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Try and find out,\" Frey growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwip!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drove his spear forward, piercing through a god’s stomach and pinning him to the ground before spinning, electricity arcing between his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his palm toward the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clouds churned overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air went still, and just a second later... the space was blinded white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bolt of lightning, the width of a tree trunk, struck him directly and then spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave vaporized six gods instantly, tearing apart the ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stones exploded into dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, the world seemed to stop, sound vanished, light froze mid-burst, even the fire below dimmed, and then everything crashed back into motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey stood in the middle of a smoking crater, breathing slowly. His armor glowed red-hot, but he didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only seven enemies remained, trembling, burnt, half blind from the flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped his spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon turned to static and dissolved. Then he raised his hands, beckoning them forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they actually did, screaming, desperate, divine energy flaring in every color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey met the first with a punch that shattered bone and faith alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned, elbowed another across the jaw, sending him flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade caught his side, a simple, shallow cut, but he ignored it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He caught the sword arm and twisted until it snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attacker didn’t even have time to scream before a lightning bolt burst from Frey’s chest and incinerated him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last three gods backed away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"S-spare us, please! I BEG OF YOU!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them instantly kneeled down while the others watched in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s no mercy left on this mountain.\" Frey’s eyes flickered coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air hummed once, then collapsed into light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THAAAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the flash faded, the ridge was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Phew...\" Frey exhaled, his breath sparking faintly as the storm faded from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From below, Christina nodded in satisfaction, thinking that her money was well spent on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the last of the enemy scouts were gone, and the outer layer was theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... they could finally head for the middle layers, and maybe then, Christian would find Aestrea!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unbeknownst to her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea was already fighting in the core layers of the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>",1686,"2026-06-03T09:18:17.304Z","2026-06-03T09:18:22.613Z",1,"novelbin.me","8fe335afbb0a4e86ce9aa5b3de157cb2adf6419b3030beec47fd22889df59e36","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-340","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-338",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-cover.jpg"]