Free attribute points are important, but life is even more so—he had to act within his limits.

After some consideration, Luke Carter chose to temporarily accept the mission.

Then, he continued forward with Celine.

Outside the apartment, the sounds of battle had become sparse. The magic tutors’ combat skills were too weak, and they were ambushed with too few in number; they were simply no match for the well-trained dark elf assassins.

At the entrance of the apprentice dormitory, Luke Carter tapped his wand on himself and Celine, casting two Minor Invisibility spells.

Minor Invisibility

Level 0 Magic

Effect: Gathers the power of shadows to shroud the body, providing excellent concealment in darkness, but beware of light.

This was the most basic invisibility spell, and it couldn’t hide footsteps or scent. Bright light and hounds could easily break this magic, but in the dead of night, it was sufficient.

“Follow me.”

With a word of caution, Luke Carter stepped into the darkness first, heading toward the academy’s teleportation tower, with Celine closely following behind.

Not far from the apprentice dormitory was the academy’s Starlight Garden. Nourished by magical energy, flowers of all seasons were in full bloom—peonies, roses, Chinese roses, lilies, tulips—everything imaginable, breathtakingly beautiful. But a corpse lying in the flowerbed ruined all that beauty.

“It’s Mr. Glass,” Celine whispered.

Mr. Glass, a level 3 illusionist, was skilled in transformation spells but had virtually zero combat ability. An arrow was deeply embedded in his back.

Clearly, his illusions hadn’t fooled the dark elves.

Luke Carter had already prepared himself for this. He knew that, barring any surprises, as they made their way forward, they would see the corpses of many magic tutors.

This was only the prelude to Glass’s massacre.

Sure enough, after walking a bit further, the two saw the young and beautiful female tutor Vera. She wore only a thin, gauzy nightgown, probably having rushed out after hearing the commotion, only to be caught by the dark elves.

The dark elves had no appreciation for her beauty. Her flat abdomen had been stabbed, and her body lay twisted on the ground. At this moment, she wasn’t quite dead yet—she was still breathing, and blood kept bubbling from the wound on her stomach, soaking through her nightgown like a bewitching blood-red rose.

Seemingly hearing movement, her beautiful eyes turned toward the sound, filled with a desperate will to live.

She was still young, not yet thirty, with powerful magical talent—already a level 2 evocation mage, with limitless potential ahead. She was beautiful, the center of attention at the academy, showered with affection.

Her life was just beginning, full of sunshine—she didn’t want to die!

But her wound was too fatal; no one could save her, not even Luke Carter.

Seeing a corpse was one thing, but being powerless before someone dying—especially a tutor he’d always liked—was something else entirely. The shock was overwhelming.

Luke Carter’s pupils contracted as he unconsciously tightened his grip on Celine’s hand.

At that moment, he truly realized he could never return to Earth. In the future, he would struggle to survive in the darkness, just like countless other beings in the world of Feloman.

‘I’m no longer a detached game player—I’m a participant now.’ He’d really been screwed over by the Lord of Radiance!

Celine sensed Luke Carter’s mood. She was much calmer than Luke Carter, gently patted his hand, and sighed, “Her injuries are too severe. We can’t save her.”

Luke Carter nodded heavily. As he walked past the female tutor, he raised his wand and spent 2 mana points to cast a Sleep spell.

Since she couldn’t be saved, at least let her go peacefully.

Under the Sleep spell, Vera slowly closed her eyes, her body ceasing to struggle.

A few steps further, they saw the elderly Mr. Elson, his head chopped off and lying three meters from his body.

They had all been good people in life. Seeing their fates, Luke Carter deeply felt the cruelty of this war between light and darkness. War was like a scythe, and life like wheat—one swing, and a swath fell.

‘What a dark world this is.’ Luke Carter sighed deeply in his heart.

After leaving the garden, they entered a small grove. The trees were sparse, all over two hundred years old. A small path wound through, with magical street lamps in the style of high elves spaced along the way, making it tranquil and beautiful.

Originally, this was a favorite rendezvous spot at the magic academy.

But as Luke Carter walked through the grove, he saw six corpses scattered along the path—all couples who had come for a midnight tryst.

Tonight, this grove had become their place of death.

“These dark elves are truly a bunch of disgusting scum!” Celine’s face showed obvious disgust.

Just then, Luke Carter suddenly stopped, stepped back, pulled Celine into his arms, covered her mouth with his large hand, and gently spun them both behind an ancient tree.

“Shh~”

Celine blinked her beautiful eyes and immediately fell silent.

After a moment, they saw a squad of dark elves sprinting down the path, heading straight for the apprentice dormitory.

There were still at least thirty magic apprentices in the dormitory—these dark elves were going to wipe them all out.