Tap. Aiden rushed at the Nether Reapers Cult Mercenary, throwing a punch at his face. "Hmph. Overestimating yourself" the Mercenary chuckled with contempt. The same went for Charlotte. That was because Aiden's fist was not wrapped with Beta Force. It was just a punch using his normal flesh and bone. Wrapping his fist with Beta Force, the Mercenary attempted to smack Aiden's head into blood paste. Whoosh! Sudden, Aiden vanished into thin air. "Where did he go? Is that his mojo?" the Mercenary mumbled. Wham! Just the , he felt a cold breeze brush past his neck, followed by something heavy crashing against his left rib. Baam! The Mercenary flew like a bullet, crashing roughly on the ground. "Y-You!" Charlotte eyes were wide as saucers as she stared at Aiden, whose right fist was encased In a rocky gauntlet . "Didn't you say your mojo is essence manipulation?!" "Tch. Should you seriously be asking that now?" Aiden scoffed, giving the neck of the unconscious Mercenary a longi
"What an idiot. Hmph. I can't believe he's risking his life in an effort to impress me" Charlotte mumbled as she raced towards the direction of the Hospital. Although she was worried about Aiden's safety, the latter insisted on taking on the Mercenaries by himself. She had no choice but to complete the assignment Teacher Nyx gave to them and maybe call some Sentries to rescue him.. — Well, that was if he was still alive. Charlotte finally arrived at her destination. The Hospital was large with tall fences and a couple of Rescue Sidekicks bringing in injured citizens into the Hospital premises Rescue Sidekicks were the assistants to Pro Sentries. Their jobs was to rescue civilians from harm while the Pro Sentries fight against the bad guys (Mercenaries) Apart from the Rescue Sidekicks, Charlotte also saw some Sentries on stand by as they protected the Hospital from any sudden attacks. Navigating her way through the hospital, she headed directly for the Pharmacy booth Along th
'Hey Transfer Student" Rio had just walked into the cafeteria when he heard a voice say from behind him in an unkind tone.Ignoring the voice, he attempted to walk towards the booth where lunch was going to be shared when he felt a strong pair of hands grip his shoulder, shoving him roughly."Are you ignoring me Transfer Student?!," turning back, Rio saw who was perpetrator.It was a fellow freshman, with a burly physique. However, his face was chubby appearing like they were made out of baby fat.This gave him a comical outlook."What the hell!" Rio tried shoving off the grip on his shoulder.Unfortunately, his efforts was futile."Didn't you hear me when I was calling you? Peasant trash?""Heh. You sure have a big mouth " Rio sneered."What do you want?""At least you know your place. I heard that you offended Grant yesterday" the Student with baby cheeks grinned."So, what does that have to do with you?" "Heh. It just so happens that Grant is a friend of mine. As his buddy, I feel
"This is where we would be staying?" Rio asked, his gaze fixed on the huge mansion before him Besides him was Rochester and in front of them stood Edgard, who was clad in his trademark tuxedo and luxury watch. "Yes. Since you both were given a scholarship, your daily expenses will be footed by the Academy. That includes your housing " Edgard answered. "There is a Butler, Cook, Maids, Chauffeur and Gardener to cater for you during your stay here. If you need anything, you can just inform me since I'm in charge of you both " Dropping these words, Edgard waltzed out from the mansion premises, leaving the duo standing there like sculptures. "The Academy sure are generous" Rochester mumbled in admiration. It felt like he was about to step into a five stars hotel. That was just how luxurious the mansion was. "Hmph. Look at the way you are acting like a Village Bumpkin. Isn't it just a mansion? Sigh... trash will always be trash" Rio snorted. "Tch. You talk big. If I didn't know,
"Okay. Today is Combat Class. As you all might be guessing, I am Your Combat Class Teacher. My name is Justin.. " The whole of Class A were gathered at the Combat Hall. Standing before them was a tall man with a sturdy physique, stern expression and a powerful bearing. He had blonde hair that was tied in a pig tail. On his waist was a girdle with a sheath concealing a sword fastened to it "You all are the cream of the top in the whole country.. however that is from your initial results when you were admitted into the Academy " Justin continued as he scanned the students of Class A with his stern eyes. "However just because you possess King tier talents doesn't necessarily mean you are going to be the top in the society. There are various variables and one of them is hard work" "If you fail to put in efforts in the comprehension of your mojo, even those you regard as trash with lower talents might surpass you. Other variables like Rune Force, Weapon Force and Powerful Armaments al
Opening his stats, Aiden and sighed, the highest amount of blood litres he had was 17 litres and it fell on the Charm stays. And that particular stat just happened to be the lowest of his stats. —[Blood Bank]—AB: 5 litres—O: 17 litres—B: 8 litres—A: 12 liters Looking at the amount of blood in his blood bank, he figured he could only level up his Charm stats, Speed stats and Physique stats. As for his Strength stats, he would need an extra 10 liters of blood type AB blood. Taking in a deep breath, he opened his eyes slightly to scan his surroundings. Everyone except for him had their eyes shut, seemingly in an intense state of meditation. As for Nyx, he sat some distance away, holding a novel as he read it with an animated expression. The cover of the novel was wrapped with cello-tape, concealing the book title. But judging from the animated expression on Nyx face, Aiden figured the book must be interesting. Sneakily dipping his hands in his pocket, he squeezed the sachet of
Bam! Bam! Bam! Rio punched the wall furiously for a certain amount of time before he paused his actions. Currently he was panting heavily with his whole body drenched with sweat. "You don't really have to push yourself that hard. Teacher Justin said that it normally takes newbies like us a week to master how to wrap beta force around our bodies" Rochester appeared besides Rio as he said before bending him a towel. "Tch" Rio snatched the towel without even saying a word of thanks. "One week you say? pft. don't place me in the save categories as those trash. I am going learn this stuff under two days " Rio replied with a smug expression. "Plus why do you even care?" "Hehe. Cuz I don't want my rival to over-exert himself and die on me" Rochester grinned. "Rival? Why would I share rivalry to trash like you?" Rio snorted. However, the image of Aiden suddenly flashed in his head, causing a deep frown to appear on his lips. "Say, who do you think can attend Nightshade Royale Academ
"Punish us?" Tyson stared at Aiden like he was looking at an idiot. Which Teacher would dare punish the son of a noble son like him for just a minor crime? At most, he would just receive a few scoldings. "What are you guys standing there for? deal with him now!" "Or do you want me to involve my younger brother?!" "No. No. Of course not!" The Sophomore Year Students panicked when they heard Tyson's last words, causing them to spring into immediate action. "Brat this will teach you a lesson to never offend those you cannot afford to offend!" the female student among the group swung her hands towards Aiden's direction in a bid to slam them on the head. Even though she was dealing with a freshman student, she didn't hold back, coating the palm with her beta force. If the strike landed on Aiden, his skull would receive severe injuries. "What a ruthless girl" Aiden mumbled inwardly as he caught the female student wrist. "Eh?!" the four Sophomore Year Students were beyond shocked
"This.." the newly arrived Kingsguard was about to put on airs when he noticed the familiar head on Aiden's palm, as well as the headless corpse besides him.He and his colleague had been both tasked to confront Prince Eragon during his march and apprehend him. A few moments before, they were both racing each other and now, his colleague was nothing but an headless corpse?! Shing!While the Kingsguard was still reeling from the shock, an ear piercing sword cry rang out as a sharp saber light stabbed towards him.Oge made her move.Bang!The runic symbols swirling besides the Kingsguard swiftly merged together to form a shield, blocking the sudden attack. The force of the collision caused cracks to appear on its surface.Whoosh!Oge disappeared from where she was standing, appearing mid air the next second as her saber stabbed towards the eyes of the Kingsguard. She was both merciless and direct.. not giving the opponent the opportunity to counterattack.Clang!The runic shield trans
It was unknown who let the cat out of the bag, but two explosive news rocked the whole Hidden Realm.. The first was that, General Jazz was still in a secluded retreat and the second was actually more explosive than it's predecessor.. The Crown Prince was nearly assassinated within the castle walls!!! No matter how General Jazz loyalist tried suppressing this news, they couldn't stop the several tongues wagging within the shadows. For a long time, the mere mention of General Jazz was like a butcher blade hanging over many of their throats. He was a tyrannical figure who wasn't merciful when it came to punishing those not on his side. Unfortunately no matter how dissatisfied they were, nobody dared revolt. However with the release of these two explosive news, the whole Hidden Realm experienced a transformation. "You shouldn't be parading the streets. By the decree of General Jazz you are to stay within the confines of your homes" a Winged Panda Man race member who was clad in worn
"Hmpfh!" slamming both of his palms together, a burst of blue colored flames erupted from the forehead of the Delegate that took the form of a Phoenix with a Qillin horn that shot towards the descending Lord Commander.Bang!The silver sword of the Lord Commander sliced the flame phoenix into two, while a curved sword light streaked towards the Delegate who held up both palms in front of him, creating a flame prison that protected him from the sword light.The collision merely made the flame prison quake. However it was a far cry from collapsing."A flame seed huh" the Lord Commander swiftly arrived in front of the Crown Prince as he gave the Delegate a sharp look.Although he tried hiding it, his brows creased in worry."Hmpfh. You lot think that we Delegates are soft persimmons. You think we are just skins and bones with only our brains having value" the Delegate spat hatefully as he controlled the flame prison with his hands, causing it to change shape into that of a gigantic sword
Bang!!A loud explosive noise resounded as the doors to a chamber flew past its hinges, blowing up into smithereens before it's many pieces crashed against the floor of the expensively looking tiled chamber."What messages do you have about my father? why didn't he just speak to me directly once he came out from seclusion?" the Crown Prince retreated his outstretched leg as she bouyantly walked into the chambers..Apart from the shiny decor of the chambers that could make Marie go crazy with greed, there was only a single soul present..Well, before the Crown Prince made his 'loud appearance ' that is. Unlike other Winged Panda Men, this was was far more chubbier and shorter. Not to mention, he was clad in yellow eastern styled scholarly robes and was lacking a tail. During the time when the Winged Panda Man race was still glorious and the world of Dystopia was still thriving, there was two distinct types of Winged Panda Men. The Warriors and the Delegates/Scholars.Just like th
When Aiden returned to the Strategy Hall with Nimara, whether it was Prince Eragon or his supporters, they were all pleasantly surprised. When Nimara personally pledged to support Prince Eragon, the banished Prince breathed a sigh in relief. It could be seen that he placed a majority of his confidence in the success of the Ancestral Ceremony. After much discussion, a decision was made. Aiden, Rin and Oge alongside one of the retired Kingsguards were going to accompany Prince Eragon to the Ancestral Tombs This was a counter measure Incase any of General Jazz loyalist tried to interfere. Also according to Nimara, the Ancestral Ceremony wasn't simple.. Prince Eragon could die if he didn't tread carefully. As for the rest, they were going to silently gather their forces. Once Prince Eragon returned from the Tombs, the rebellion was going to begin in full swing. "Are you sure you don't want me tagging along? I won't target her if that's what you are afraid of" Marie whispered to Aid
"How did it go?" Aiden had just stepped outside when he saw Marie giving him a curious look. "Were you waiting for me all this while?" he raised a brow while smirking in amusement. Before Marie could reply, she noticed somebody else coming out. It was the Maester! "She's agreed to help us" Aiden informed Marie who gave him a suspicious look. "Did you.." As if reading her mind, Aiden shook his head. "I didn't bite her. What do you think I am? a dog?" Rubbing his temples, he continued. "Let's just say, we both have a mutual reason for a partnership" Giving the Maester a look, he began making his way towards the strategy hall, intentionally hastening his walking pace to avoid getting any more questions from Marie. "What did she mean by the bite?" the Maester whispered to Aiden as they walked along the winding hallway. "Like I explained to you earlier, I am a Vampire and there are some of us capable of turning other people into one of us through biting them. I happened to be
"What the Hell?!" although Aiden had seen a lot of gore after obtaining the system, he couldn't hold back the surprised yelp. Instinctively blocking his face with both hands, the flying head was about to slam into him when something bizzare happened. The blood dripping from the Maester's decapitated neck suddenly seemed to have adopted an elastic property, extending towards the flying head before drawing it back. Right before Aiden and Marie's stunned faces, the head of the Maester got easily retached, leaving not the slightest mark or scar behind. It was like nothing had happened. "What are you?" "What the hell?!" The two Vampires screamed at the same time, causing them to give each other a look. "You first" Aiden shook his head weakly. "Did you just witness what happened just now?" "Oh yeah.. oh wait! yep you just sliced off her head. What the hell were you thinking just now?" Aiden rubbed his temples with exasperation. "You were told to interrogate the prisoner, not k
Aiden had barely recovered from the shocking statement when a snort suddenly rang out. "He's the one who killed three Kingsguards? looks like the Kingsguards have slacked off during General Jazz absence" Although the members of the Blood Dragon Legion who were present didn't understand what these words meant considering it was spoken in the native tongue of the Winged Panda Men, Aiden had the system which could automatically translate the language of the Winged Panda Man race. As for the speaker, it was one of three Elders present. Pretending like he was completely oblivious to the other party's remarks, Aiden gave Prince Eragon a look. "How is it going outside? Now that their Queen has been captured surely there are Soldiers patrolling every inch and corner right" "Actually.." Prince Eragon shrugged helplessly. "It is the opposite. It is currently morning and the news of the Maester's kidnap has not yet been in circulation.. " "That's good right?" Aiden rose his left brow.
When Aiden woke up, the first thing he felt was.. The itch.. followed by the burn.. And then the pain! —[Your Bloodlust Rises!]—[57/100] Sure enough, this system notification was the first thing he saw. Groaning dryly, Aiden noticed he was laying on a bed in an unfamiliar room. He tried rising up, only to discover that apart from the looming hunger pang, every fibre in his body hurt like hell! It was like a huge truck had just run right through a cricket.. and he was that cricket. "What the hell happened!" "Argh!" a searing headache hit Aiden when he tried going down the memory lane. "Am.. Am I sick?" Aiden was wrought with confusion when he noticed his vision slowly grow fuzzy. —[Your Bloodlust Rises!]—[87/100] Aiden was taken aback by the sudden sharp increase. He swiftly consumed a hundred blood drachmas, causing his stock to reduce all the way to three hundred. However even after he did this, it took about twenty minutes for his fuzzy vision to go back to normal, sam