This question was like a stone throwing into the calm lake, causing huge ripples in the heart of the three-eyed student Silas.

He felt his heartbeat suddenly accelerate, and emotions mixed with a sense of honor and responsibility were surging in his chest, which was an unprecedented sense of impact.

He subconsciously straightened his body, took a deep breath, and subconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

Then, the three-eyed student seemed to have said something. He looked at the principal, and said slowly with a little struggle and hesitation in his eyes:

"Principal, my eyes... can a mutant like me really take such responsibility?"

After hearing this, Xia Xiu smiled slightly, raised his hand and patted his shoulder gently, with gentle movements and encouragement.

The gaze of the principal of the courtyard showed a calm force, melting all the doubts in Selas' heart.

“Relax, Cyras.”

Xia Xiu's tone was a little light. He pointed to the vice principal Touls standing beside him and said jokingly:

"Your vice-principal has more 'mutation' places than you. He is now the executive vice-principal of the courtyard, and he is also the general head of the Administration's contingent."

Hearing the blonde young man's unshirkable teasing, Touls put down the report in his hand, the fox ears shook slightly, and snorted coldly at Xia Xiu in front of him, and his tail unconsciously shook.

He walked up to the three-eyed student, and looked at Cyras with sharp eyes, his tone with a little uncovered suspicion:

"Is this what you chose - the commander of the Garden Navy Fleet?"

"What's special about him?"

Faced with Tours' questioning, Silas subconsciously stood up straight on the floor.

Xia Xiu just chuckled, raised his hand and pointed at Selas, his tone with a relaxed and meaningful firmness:

"Selas, open your third eye and let our vice-principal see the true strength of the son of the courtyard who was personally recruited by Director Hope himself."

Silas's body stiffened slightly, and he raised his head, with a hint of hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

He whispered, "But... Principal, I'm afraid..."

Xia Xiu interrupted him, still having the casual but teasing smile:

"Why, are you still worried about hurting us?"

Tours, who was beside him, shook his head gently, with a faint smile on his lips, and said with a little teasing in his tone:

"Boy, don't push yourself, we are not as fragile as you think.

Don't worry, no one here will be scared easily."

When Silas heard this, the hesitation on his face gradually faded away.

He took a deep breath, and the slender gap on his forehead began to emit a faint light.

An indescribable force surged in his body, and the hidden crack slowly opened, and a vertical pupil gradually appeared, like a silver-blue gem embedded on his forehead.

Complex patterns appeared in the pupils, like a miniature nebula, with layers of ripples appearing in rotation.

As the third eye opened, a powerful etheric fluctuation burst out from deep in Cylas's body.

The edge of his robe was gently twitched by surging ether EVE particles, which wrapped around him like glowing silk threads, making his figure appear almost transparent.

The terrifying spiritual pressure spreads outward like an invisible wave, layer by layer, and the atmosphere of the entire office becomes extremely solemn in an instant.

But this pressure seemed to have lost its effect in front of Tours.

The vice principal stood there, his face as usual, as if he had not felt any oppression.

In fact, he had already gently released the power in his body and quietly resolved the overflowing psionic energy fluctuations of Silas.

His eyes became sharper and he could clearly feel the power characteristics of the three-eyed student Silas.

The special fluctuations contained in this psychic energy cause the surrounding real ether to slightly distort, and in this twisted gap, his [Master Incarnation Vinamonen] also mapped out.

"This third eye..."

Tules whispered, his eyes resting on the slightly glowing vertical pupil on Selas' forehead.

"It can see the true form of the Ethereum and even peek at the essence hidden deep in the truth."

Silas's eyes also fell on Touls, and his third eye captured the Vice Principal's incarnation of the enormous and mysterious master.

He saw countless mirrors, and countless projections of himself in the mirror...

Silas quickly looked away, his eyes slowly swept over the rest of the office.

His third eye glowed slightly in the crack on his forehead, and his vertical pupils were like silver-blue mirrors, bringing the surrounding etheric forms into his eyes one by one.

His eyes fell on the mole.

In the third eye's vision, the image of the mole is like a towering steel giant. His body is composed of countless complex gears and pipes. The low buzzing of metals collide with each other can be heard in every breath.

His whole body was wrapped in strong light, like an endless furnace, with a sense of oppression overwhelmingly chilling.

That's a...mech?!

Turning to Broly, what caught Celas's eye was a completely different scene.

He saw a giant beast lurking in a deep shadow. His huge body was wrapped in blurred mist, revealing only a pair of deep scarlet pupils, emitting a fatal danger.

The three-eyed student, who was startled, turned his eyes to the week again.

A shadow, made of shadows, shining with a faint light, and he was wearing a swift sword around his waist.

His body changes every moment, as if it may split or reorganize at any time.

This constantly flowing form made Silas dizzy and could hardly watch for a long time.

Each of these three forms made Silas feel a great impact.

His forehead began to heat up, and the view of his third eye gradually became blurred, and blurred light spots appeared on the retina, and he was about to be unable to withstand such an etheric scene.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! His eyes turned to the blond young man in the center of the room - the principal.

He tried to observe the most mysterious existence in the courtyard through his third eye, but when his eyes focused, he could not see anything.

There is no glory, no shadow, no form, and even ordinary outlines no longer exist.

It was a pure nothingness, an indescribable blank, as if this person did not exist in the rules of ether.

Silas subconsciously adjusted his gaze and tried to see more clearly.

He focused all his attention, his vertical pupils contracted slightly, and the light around him seemed to be sucked into his field of vision.

However, just as he was about to touch some truth, Xia Xiu's voice suddenly rang.

"Don't look too much, Cylas. Your eyes won't stand it."

The voice was neither fast nor slow, but it was filled with an irresistible force. With a light push, he pulled him back from the edge of the abyss.

Silas was stunned, his ears buzzed, and his eyes had not yet moved away from Xia Xiu's direction, but the next moment he saw a picture that would be unforgettable for his life-

A hand slowly stretched out from nothingness, and three pairs of pure white light wings appeared behind the hand. The feathers of the light wings emitted a dazzling soft light, like flawless white jade.

The hand movements were slow and calm, reaching towards Cyras, and then gently stroked it, an invisible force flowed from his forehead into his body, quickly calming all the tension and discomfort on him.

At that moment, a symbol briefly emerged in Selas' third eye—[∞].

A symbol that he cannot understand but knows well what it represents.

The appearance of the symbol was almost synchronized with the touch of the hand. The next moment, he felt that his third eye was on the verge of endurance. He took a deep breath and quickly closed the third eye, and the crack on his forehead closed.

He lowered his head and gasped for a few breaths, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his hands were trembling slightly unconsciously.

The calm but irresistible words of Xia Xiu echoed in his mind, and the image of the pure white winger was still clearly engraved in the depths of his memory.

He looked up at the principal, his eyes full of awe and deep shock.

When Selas closed his third eye and the crack on his forehead slowly closed and returned to his original state, Xia Xiu turned his gaze to everyone in the room. His expression became serious, with a rare sense of formality in his tone.

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"Selas' third eye..."

He spoke, his voice calm and persuasive.

“You can call it the ‘Eye of Pilot’.

This is not an ordinary sensory organ, but an ability to intuitively perceive the real form of etheric space, an area that ordinary humans and other races cannot reach."

He paused slightly, as if he was making everyone understand the weight of this sentence better.

Then he turned to Tours and continued:

"There is a large part of the reason he chose to be the commander of the Garden Fleet because of this ability.

The Eye of Pilot gives him a nearly absolute accurate perception, and he can directly observe the position of the starship in the etheric space through the third eye, which makes him have something that others cannot reach when deciding on the path and location of the transition.

Advantages.”

His tone became deeper:

"You all know that the complexity of etheric space is far beyond ordinary three-dimensional reality.

A wrong leap may not only cause the entire fleet to deviate from its target, but may also directly cause the ship to fall into a chaotic storm and even be completely swallowed up in the etheric turbulence.

Silas' ability exists to avoid this risk.
To be continued...