Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!-Chapter 498 - 54-Sirius Academy?!

When Alan returned to the Harris Manor with Isabella, his face suddenly turned pale.

It was because Isabella's body once again emitted distorted mind power fluctuations, like a piercing shriek that stung the sensitive eardrums of those nearby.

His sister's strange illness was flaring up again!

Alan's heart tightened as he quickly looked at the essence stone in Isabella's arms.

At that moment, under the chaotic and restless mind power fluctuations, the essence stone was already covered in fine cracks, as if a slight breeze would shatter it into dust.

Over the past few days, all the mental elixirs had been used up. Since the essence stone was still intact, and the Lioncrest Academy entrance exam was tomorrow, Alan hadn't prepared any additional elixirs.

Just as Alan was consumed with worry, a voice suddenly echoed in his ears—it was the voice of the black-robed woman.

"Bring the essence stone to me."

Alan was momentarily stunned before immediately carrying the cracked essence stone and stepping into Hell.

At this moment, Hell felt even more oppressive and pitch-black than before. The swirling vortex beneath his feet trembled lightly, showing clear signs of instability.

Something was different from before.

But Alan had no time to pay attention to that—his mind was entirely focused on his sister.

The black-robed woman took the essence stone into her hand, and a warm, spring-like mana fluctuation immediately surged into the stone.

The cracks on the essence stone finally stopped spreading.

"This essence stone still holds some of my power, but it will only last for about a day before it completely collapses. By then, you will have to find another solution."

After returning the essence stone to Alan, the black-robed woman spoke with a solemn tone.

Alan nodded, gripping the essence stone tightly.

Only one day!

But—tomorrow is the entrance exam for Lioncrest Academy!

As long as he got into Lioncrest Academy, his sister's illness could be cured!

With this thought firmly planted in his mind, Alan immediately left Hell and placed the essence stone on Isabella.

With the essence stone radiating its glow once more, Isabella, who had passed out from the pain, finally relaxed her furrowed brows and drifted into a deep sleep.

"Alan!"

Suddenly, Harris' voice came from outside the house.

Alan immediately opened the door and stepped out.

Harris' face was filled with apology. "Alan, tonight's incident was my fault. I wasn't prepared. I must apologize. The second prince wasn't always like this… Looking at it now, it was all just an act."

By the end of his sentence, Harris' voice carried a hint of sighing regret.

Alan shook his head. "This has nothing to do with you, Head. You've treated my sister and me very well—there's no need to dwell on this matter."

"Besides, if I may be frank, with the strength of the Light Guild, there's no rush to choose a prince to support, is there?"

"That may be true, but if we don't make a choice, once the new king ascends, his attitude towards the Light Guild might not be favorable."

Harris sighed. This was an age-old problem, never easy to deal with.

"But I've made up my mind—the second prince is not a good choice. As for the others, we'll decide later."

Alan nodded. "There's still time, no need to make a decision so soon."

Harris let out another sigh. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Alan, tomorrow is the entrance exam for Lioncrest Academy. Once you enter the academy, I'd appreciate it if you could take care of Carter."

Alan smiled. "Lioncrest Academy is highly competitive. You have that much faith in me?"

Harris laughed heartily. "The academy's admission bar may be high, but it's not high enough to stop you."

Alan chuckled as well. With that, Harris took his leave, letting Alan rest well for the next day's assessment.

Back in his room, Alan immediately entered Hell the moment he closed the door.

As soon as he stepped in, he could feel the subtle tremors from the swirling vortex—something unusual was happening in the lower levels.

It felt as if some terrifying force was trying to tear through the vortex's seal!

"Senior, what exactly is sealed in the lower level of Hell?"

Alan swallowed nervously, feeling an intense sense of dread.

Even though he could only feel faint fluctuations, his scalp tingled from the sheer pressure!

"This is a sign that the Hell Seal is about to break. Once you join Lioncrest Academy, you must quickly find a suitable staff and break through to Tier-Bronze—the time you have left is limited."

The black-robed woman's tone was rarely this serious.

The Next Morning

The morning mist was dyed orange-red by the rising sun, making the world look dreamy and surreal.

Harris and Carter were already waiting at the door.

When Alan and Isabella stepped out, Harris' eyes lit up.

Alan had always been handsome, but after tidying up, he now exuded a sharper and more capable air, with a youthful determination unique to his age.

And with his deep background as a magus, his future was limitless!

Harris then glanced at Isabella. Although she was still young, she had already grown into a graceful beauty with snow-white skin and deep blue eyes that sparkled like precious gems.

She was clearly a beauty in the making.

Seeing the two of them walking together, Harris couldn't help but smile. "Let's go, the Lioncrest Academy entrance exam is about to begin."

Alan nodded, and under Harris' lead, they moved forward.

The Harris Manor was not far from Lioncrest Academy, and as they approached, the atmosphere grew more fervent.

Although most of the crowd consisted of young mages participating in the exam, many others had simply come to watch the event.

After all, Lioncrest Academy's entrance exam was a once-every-three-years grand event, attracting almost all the geniuses of the Plantagenet Kingdom.

Such a spectacle was not something one could witness every day.

After walking for another ten minutes, Alan arrived at the foot of an enormous mountain range.

The mountains stretched across the horizon like a giant beast, blocking the path forward.

At the base of the mountains lay a massive plaza, already filled with tens of thousands of people, bustling with excitement.

Scanning the crowd of young mages, Alan's pupils contracted slightly.

Most of these mages were already Tier-Bronze!

Tier-Bronze!

Reaching this level at their age meant they were one-in-ten-thousand geniuses!

Normally, even a single Tier-Bronze mage in a small city would be considered a rare prodigy.

But here, in this plaza, they were as common as cabbages!

"As expected of Lioncrest Academy—it gathers over ninety percent of the Plantagenet Kingdom's prodigies."

Harris explained, "Lioncrest Academy's influence is immense, boasting the best resources, the best mentors, and the best career prospects. It is not exclusive to the Plantagenet Kingdom either—it spans multiple kingdoms, much like the Church of Steam and Magic, though even larger. It's said that the true headquarters of Lioncrest Academy lies in the distant Central Lands."

Alan nodded. "Northern District really is too small… This world is much bigger than I imagined."

Just then, a gust of wind swept through the air.

A winged unicorn beast descended from the mountains, carrying a stern-faced old man in a purple robe.

His gaze was sharp as he surveyed the crowd before declaring:

"Silence. I am Hivrael, the admissions mentor of Lioncrest Academy."

"Today is the academy's entrance exam. No need for nonsense—the first thirty to pass the entrance tests will be admitted. All others will be eliminated."

Only thirty spots?!

At this, the crowd turned serious.

Thousands of young prodigies were gathered here—yet there were only thirty openings?!

It was going to be a brutal battle.

Hivrael paid no attention to the crowd's shocked reactions and spoke indifferently:

"You are now facing the first trial—Sky Ladder! Anyone who cannot ascend the mountain using their own power will be eliminated."

All eyes immediately followed the direction he pointed.

Alan also looked over, his gaze landing on the stairway stretching up the mountainside. He furrowed his brows slightly in confusion.

Sky Ladder?

Was he referring to this simple-looking mountain path?

"This trial seems… too easy," Alan muttered, puzzled.

Harris explained, "It may seem simple, but if you let your guard down, you'll suffer for it. This stairway is connected to a magic array—the higher you climb, the stronger the oppressive force."

"To reach the top using only your own strength, you must have extremely pure magical energy within your body. It also tests willpower—those with weak resolve will find themselves completely immobilized under the pressure."

Alan was astonished.

He had already expected Lioncrest Academy's entrance exams to be no ordinary tests, and sure enough, every step of the way carried hidden challenges.

His gaze shifted to Carter.

Although Carter was a Tier-Bronze mage, it was evident that his strength came from alchemy potions rather than natural cultivation. Alan was almost certain—Carter wouldn't be able to pass this trial.

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Harris coughed awkwardly.

"You don't need to worry about him for now. Carter is already a student at Lioncrest Academy—though only in a special division. He's not an official student, but he's allowed to study there for reputation's sake."

Alan nodded in understanding.

Just as he was about to step forward and begin his climb, his eyes caught sight of something beneath the staircase—a row of hanging corpses, their withered remains swaying in the wind.

These bodies had been exposed to the elements for so long that they had dried into mummified husks.

"What's the deal with these bodies?" Alan asked curiously, overhearing other examinees murmuring about them.

"They belonged to Sirius Academy."

Harris narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression tinged with nostalgia.

"Sirius Academy?" Alan was taken aback.

Harris nodded. "This goes back decades. Back then, Sirius Academy and Lioncrest Academy were the two dominant academies in the Plantagenet Kingdom. Their rivalry was intense, and over time, it turned into outright hostility. However, for some unknown reason, Sirius Academy's strength steadily declined year after year, until it was completely crushed by Lioncrest Academy."

He gestured toward the corpses. "These bodies are the remains of Sirius Academy's students—those who fought and failed here. Every time Sirius Academy lost a battle, their dead would be hung here as a warning."

"Sirius Academy has long tried to reclaim the bodies of their fallen students, but every challenger they sent met the same fate—death. Without exception."

"And so, the corpses kept accumulating… until this place turned into the grim spectacle you see before you."