The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

As Desmond finally directed his gaze towards the scene unfolding before him, he was greeted by an ethereal sight—the stellar plates exuded an icy aura, enveloping the surroundings in a bone-chilling frost.

"Hahaha, what an extraordinary spell," he chuckled, relieving himself of the pent-up stress that had accumulated over the years. With his power now reaching an apex, there was no need for him to conceal it any longer.

"System scan," he muttered, noticing that even the sensation of being observed had vanished, coinciding with the freezing of the entire jungle due to his spell. Only in this battle among fellow students did he find himself overpowered.

[Scanning the surrounding area...]

[Multiple life signs detected...]

[Scan complete]

Glancing towards the corner of his vision, he found no changes on his map, nor any alterations related to the gray dots. "I should start collecting all of the points," he resolved.

With a graceful leap, Desmond descended, landing smoothly on the frozen ground. The frigid cold emanating from the icy plain and frozen trees had no effect on him.

Taking a moment to survey his surroundings, he effortlessly made his way towards the nearest student.

Upon arrival, he discovered the student's body encased in ice, frozen in a state of shock. The youth's gaze remained fixed upon the levitating stellar. A layer of ice covered his entire form, adhering to the frozen ground and causing any melted portions to refreeze.

"This spell is potent, but the continuous drain is taking its toll," Desmond muttered, his expression reflecting inner conflict as he observed the student's state.

Summoning the elemental forces, Desmond simultaneously maintained the ice spell while enveloping his fingers in flickering flames.

As he attempted to touch the student's frozen form, the layer of ice swiftly melted beneath the intense heat, singeing the fabric of the clothing bit by bit. Remarkably, the fiery heat did not harm or even affect Desmond's own skin.

Desmond noticed the student's pained expression as his burning fingers made contact with the exposed flesh. "Where did you hide it?" he questioned, though he barely registered the answer, his fingers continuing their search unabated within the student's pockets.

"There you are!" After a few seconds of exploration, his fingertips came into contact with a compact, sharp-edged object.

Withdrawing his hand, Desmond observed the miniature figure of the student, roughly carved, now resting on his palm. "This method is incredibly inconvenient," he mused.

Gazing between the miniature representation and the frozen body, Desmond furrowed his brows. Searching each student individually would be a time-consuming endeavor, and he would also need to examine their bodies thoroughly.

Even though the sensation of being watched had dissipated, Desmond suspected that the consciousness of the students still monitored his every move. And what of the female students' bodies? The rumors would spread, tarnishing his reputation and labeling him as a depraved and lecherous young man.

After pondering for a moment, Desmond cast a glance back towards the elevated terrain. With a simple leap, he ascended, perching himself once more upon the rocky outcrop.

Closing his eyes, he let the energy within him flow outward, drawn in by the stellar plates.

Crack!

Suddenly, a distinct sound of ice fracturing resonated from the center of the stellar plates. Simultaneously, a hairline fissure appeared, creating a minute gap within the structure of the celestial object.

Desmond's eyes snapped open, fixated on the expanding crack in the stellar plates. He bit his lower lip in anticipation and murmured, "Status."

[Scanning Host Body...]

[Scan Complete!]

[-Status-

Name: Desmond

Gender: Male

Age: 10 years

Race: Half-Dragon (30%)

Class: 3rd class Swordsman/0th Dragon Slayer

Occupation: None

Unique Energy: 53.00/90.00

Strength: 67.00

Agility: 66.00

Stamina: 15.00/18.00

Dragon Essence: 0]

"I still have plenty of energy," he remarked, swiftly checking his Status. As he completed his assessment, the crack on the stellar plates widened further.

Shrouded in darkness, the crack remained elusive, even to Desmond, the caster. However, a shadowy figure emerged from within, gradually coming into view as the light fell upon it.

The creature possessed four long legs and a pebble-sized body, entirely composed of hardened ice from the stellar, devoid of any signs of life. A prominent bump jutted upward from its back, larger than its body, while its legs bore a menacing, sharp-edged appearance.

"Go," Desmond commanded, and numerous similar creatures spilled forth from the crack in the stellar plates. They descended gracefully to the ground, fanning out in all directions.

Despite his continuous energy expenditure, Desmond's eyes remained calm as he observed the thousand creatures crawling forth, proceeding to inject something into the frozen bodies of the students.

Simultaneously, as his energy poured out, the surrounding natural energy was drawn back into his body, aided by the beneficial effect of his auto-gathering ability—an unexpected boon in this moment.

*Thumb* *Thumb*

One by one, as the creatures inserted their legs and injected substances into the students' bodies, objects emerged, relentlessly pounding against the icy encasement.

To Desmond's surprise, these objects were miniature versions of the students. Upon closer inspection, each miniature bore a block of ice on its back, diligently pushing against the outer layer.

The tiny creatures promptly positioned their larger bumps atop the spots where the miniatures attempted to break free.

*Shirk*

The ice surrounding the miniatures began to melt, while the creatures anchored themselves with their four legs, reaching out to retrieve the miniatures.

"Good job, buddy," Desmond praised, sitting atop the elevated terrain, skillfully controlling each tiny creature to retrieve the miniature from their respective student.

Once all the miniatures had been collected, the creatures began to crawl back toward the location of the stellar plates, carrying the miniatures above them.

Though their bodies were diminutive, they encountered no hindrances as they moved. Upon reaching the vicinity of the stellar, the celestial object trembled, emitting a radiant glow that encompassed each of these creatures.

The light then transported their bodies back to the stellar plates, where they seamlessly melded with the crack, accompanied by the miniatures.

"The first test is complete," Desmond exclaimed, sporting a wide smile. He flicked his finger, causing the massive stellar plates to shrink back to their original size and soar toward him.

*Clap*

With ease, he caught the stellar plates and swiftly stowed the miniatures of the students in his pocket with a simple gesture.

As the stellar plates vanished, the surrounding area, including the entire jungle, began to rapidly thaw, succumbing to the melting effect.

The frozen student, now freed from the icy spell, was in utter disbelief as he noticed his torn and charred clothing. His voice quivered, shock evident on his face as he scanned his surroundings. Most of his garments had been reduced to ashes, baring his chest.

"What the hell actually happened?" he stammered, his voice shaky. His gaze darted anxiously from one point to another. Suddenly, a realization struck him, and he looked skyward, only to find emptiness.

His complexion paled, and his trembling hands instinctively ran over his entire body. "My miniature!" he shrieked in panic, his fear intensifying. He began wreaking havoc in his immediate vicinity, unleashing destructive spells in a desperate attempt to retrieve what was lost.

*Boom* *Boom*

A similar scene unfolded in another part of the forest. A fierce spell battle erupted, obliterating large swathes of the wooded area and claiming the lives of numerous animals. Amidst the chaos, enraged shouts intermingled with the anguished cries of female students.

Yet, Desmond, seated comfortably on the elevated perch, merely observed the spectacle with a gleeful expression adorning his face.

"Master Desmond, it appears you've had a fruitful encounter," a melodious and gentle voice sounded from below, capturing his attention.