[{"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-346":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},1027152,1339,"Chapter 346: The Beginning Of The End [VIII]","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-346",346,"\u003Cp>Chapter 346: The Beginning Of The End [VIII]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clostro clenched his scythe, not knowing if Aestrea had a hidden card made him extremely nervous somehow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Does he still have something hidden?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought alone was enough to make his nerves scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a sharp inhale, he raised his hands and snarled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. Let’s see who dies first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwip, fwosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands blurred, forming over a dozen complex signs in one heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each motion burned lines of blood-red light into the air, forming a massive triangle that glowed between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s reflection appeared within its center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clostro’s eyes turned completely crimson, his pupils vanishing in a storm of scarlet flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“『 ✯ Authority of Killing — DOMAIN OF SLAUGHTER! ✯ 』”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick, dark-red liquid oozed from Clostro’s skin, dripping from his hands, his eyes, his mouth. It hissed as it touched the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood spread like wildfire, twisting the air, devouring the light, until the very space around Aestrea warped and bled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, the battlefield was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Aestrea stood in a vast, endless world of red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky was thick and heavy, painted with shades of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white moon hung above, glowing like bone in the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around him, countless trees rose high, gnarled, red-marked, their bark pulsing faintly, as if veins ran through them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squish…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step he took squelched softly; the ground itself was wet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head slightly, eyes narrowing as he saw them… millions of corpses hanging from the branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gods, beasts, mortals, all impaled through the chest by blackened blades. Their faces were twisted in silent screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And high above them all…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clostro stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was balanced atop the tallest tree, framed perfectly under the pale moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light poured over his scarlet armor and dripping scythe, making him look like some ancient god of war carved from blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes glowed like twin stars of rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Welcome,” Clostro said, his voice echoing through the endless crimson air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To my domain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind screamed, the moonlight pulsed, and all around, the corpses began to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t look surprised, not even slightly. But inside, behind that calm face, he finally felt a wave of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…He finally fucking used his domain.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been waiting for this, before he could think further…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s see how long that calm expression of yours lasts,” Clostro scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The god of killing raised one hand and clenched his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every corpse impaled on every tree suddenly ripped free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Millions of bodies, twisted and broken, shot toward Aestrea like a tidal wave of blood and flesh. Their dead eyes glowed red, their weapons howling through the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of reaching for his sword…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea sheathed [Midnight] at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled his shoulders, cracked his neck, and murmured:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, he finally made his move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea vanished, his body cutting through the horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist met the first corpse’s face, crushing it into dust with one blow. The shockwave ripped through the air, sending others spinning backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another swung a blade from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea ducked, twisting his body low, and swept his leg backward, snapping the corpse’s spine clean in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept the same pace, with brutal yet efficient moves, making sure that every movement flowed right into another, whether that was an elbow strike or a punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for every ten he destroyed, a hundred more replaced them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Graaaaaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thousand corpses screamed, diving at him all at once, their blades slashing in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea caught a sword mid-air with his bare hand, spun it, and used it to impale three others before tossing it through a fourth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a fifth corpse appeared behind him, stabbing forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly spun on his heel, elbow striking backward into its skull. The corpse exploded into black dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, they just kept coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every hit Aestrea took was instantly healed, flesh-tearing, bones cracking, only to knit back together before the next strike even landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was the same for the corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one he shattered reformed from the mist of the domain, twisted anew, crawling back toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clostro appeared behind him in a blur of red light, swinging his scythe in a wide arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea raised his arm, blocking the shaft with his forearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRRRSHHH!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact sent him flying backward, his feet tearing deep marks across the blood-soaked ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha!” Clostro laughed, landing lightly on a floating branch made of solid crimson light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your body moves well! But against my authority, even you will fall! Besides, you’re much weaker than before!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea wiped a streak of blood from his lip, eyes narrowing as more corpses surged toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Phew… just a little more so I can get the feeling…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dashed forward again,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His knee struck a corpse in the gut before his right palm slammed upward, breaking its jaw clean off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he spun, his heel slicing through three more necks, the air screaming with every motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fought like a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bare hands against blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood spraying in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath came heavy, but his expression remained cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re entertaining, I’ll give you that!” Clostro kept laughing above him as he watched him struggle for his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand again, and all at once, the corpses around Aestrea froze. Their red eyes flared, then exploded into a rain of blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHIRRRRRRRRRRR!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of weapons spun in the air, flying toward Aestrea from every angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms, took a deep breath, and moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kicked off the ground, twisting his body through the rain of steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each blade that came close, he deflected with a palm strike or broke apart with a punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spear came at his throat; he caught it mid-flight, snapped it, and threw the broken end straight through another corpse’s skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And surprisingly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint purple-blue light appeared before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You’ve killed the corpse of a god!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have absorbed a tiny part of his authority!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s eyes widened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Does that mean I didn’t exactly destroy the corpse of the others’ corpses?’ He looked through the crowd, trying to scan for any familiar faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since there were millions of corpses, he didn’t actually find anyone remotely familiar to those he killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However… he simply smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every corpse he destroyed… gave him power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this world, this blood-soaked hell, was made of millions of corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was probably… the best leveling ground for Aestrea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You fool, Clostro…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled, and his aura began to shift. tiny motes of divine energy crawling over his skin like frost, feeding into his veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that grin for?” Clostro frowned from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Does he really have a trump card…?’ he bit his lip in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below him, Aestrea cracked his knuckles, blood dripping down his forearms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just realizing…” he said quietly, stepping forward again. “Your domain might be the best gift I’ve received yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? What do you mean by that?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clostro was utterly confused, and under his eyes, Aestrea’s figure blurred as he vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOOOSH!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s body shot upward, breaking through a wall of corpses, his leg spinning like a blade as he kicked one in half and punched through another’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine energy crackled through his strikes, growing faster, harder, stronger with every kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clostro’s eyes narrowed as he suddenly noticed that the aura inside of Aestrea’s body increased by a very insignificant amount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What—?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he kept watching, that very insignificant amount started increasing by a lot, to the point of becoming a significant amount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since he didn’t know if Aestrea could activate that Lunar Eyes thing again or whatever it was called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he decided to try and end his amusement directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 ✯ Authority of Killing: Crimson Ocean! ✯ 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THRUUUUUM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around them, the rivers of blood that coated the ground began to tremble, then rise, slowly at first, then violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red waves crashed and twisted like living beasts, pulled upward by Clostro’s will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea looked around sharply as the air grew heavy, his silver aura clashing against the red storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In seconds, every drop of blood solidified into blades and spikes, hovering in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die inside your own arrogance!” Clostro shouted, his hand snapping down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRRRSHHHHH!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of crimson spikes rained down from above, tearing through the air toward Aestrea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… this technique,” he muttered under his breath, eyes narrowing faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body lowered slightly, knees bending, aura swirling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt upward, spinning midair, his heel smashing into one of the descending spikes. The entire structure exploded under the kick, shards scattering like glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He landed lightly on another spike, using it as a foothold before flipping backward, dodging two more that sliced through where his chest had been a heartbeat earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWIP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another spike came from his right, which he caught midair with his bare hand, divine energy bursting from his palm, and crushed it into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clostro snarled, raising both arms this time, forcing the entire ocean of blood to rise again in a spiraling maelstrom1 around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea straightened slowly amid the chaos, as his eyes locked onto Clostro’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think drowning me in your own filth will stop me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not drowning…. IT’S CLEANSING YOUR IMPURITIES, BRAT!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you’ll be the first to drown in it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silver light burst from his body once more, colliding with the endless crimson sea. However, even as he did that, he frowned slighly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the beginning of the battle, Aestrea has been pushing his physique to its limits, not to mention the countless uses of the Yggdrasil tree inside of his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although his body could handle it, the mental energy to control everything was simply too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…He needed to end the battle, and as quickly as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he simply decided… to go back to his origins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind caused by the maelstrom reached his face, and suddenly, his eyes returned to their original glowing crimson blood color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vertical slits were completely gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Freezee…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forged a sword made out of his Authority of Ice, before slowly, grabbing it lightly with both hands, reminiscent of the days he spent honing his sword skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, he thought that one day, he would make the Royal Academy regret not recruiting him as a student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wish had come true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wished to kill Clostro, the God of Killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wish… would also come true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moonlit Ice Lotus Sword Art…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words escaped his lips, causing a surge of power to echo throughout while whole existence, even causing Clostro to freeze slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-wha…? T-the, THE FUCK ARE YOU D-DOING?! WHY CAN’T I MOVE?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely, there wasn’t some kind of otherworldly reaction, but somehow, the air felt Aestrea’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if… the whole universe was simply replying to his commands, causing Clostro to experience a huge wave of fear that made him breathless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, after more than seven years, his blood eyes opened, as he uttered the last move, the forbidden move, of his sword art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Seventh Move! (✹ Absolute Zero Eclipse ✹) 』\u003C\u002Fp>",1893,"2026-06-03T09:18:17.304Z","2026-06-03T09:18:22.613Z",1,"novelbin.me","f7a917a387c2d3223094d52a4ecc840666a65c2a0d0fdc5ac1106d79bce0150d","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-347","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-345",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-cover.jpg"]