431 Aptitude Exams 1.5 (1/2)

Inside a vast space filled with dark clouds and ominous clouds, a blood red moon shone brightly, flooding the land with a horrifying dark red glow. The air was filled with a bloody stench and the atmosphere was chilling, the type which could make one think that their soul was freezing.

This land was seemingly unending, at the same time it was also incredibly chaotic. Echoes of pained screams, shrill cries and roars of unwillingness filled this vast expanse of land. The scent of blood was thick, and horrendous looking corpses were strewn everywhere enough to make one retch in disgust. Blood formed rivers, while the corpses formed mountains.

This land, is a land filled with bloodshed. There hundreds and hundreds of people here, all of them had red eyes and were holding weapons. A disturbing scene of constant carnage played along with this land. These people aren't divided into two opposing camps…

Well, there were no camps to begin with.

If someone sees one living, then they will do their absolute best to make it so that the other will no longer be able to have that luxury.

Everyone was mad, all they knew was to kill. It didn't matter whether they were an adult or a kid, if they see someone alive, they will kill. No one here was clear-headed, all of them shared one desire and one desire alone.

And that is…to kill.

Somewhere within this land, space suddenly distorted.

Light warped and formed a shape that looks similar to a human. Within a span of few seconds, this outline became more and more realistic until the figure it formed could no longer be described as fake or real.

The figure formed was a man. He has a long, aqua-marine hair that is gathered by an ordinary hair tie. His face was incredibly pleasant to look at. He exudes an air of a royalty even without him doing anything. This man wore a tight-fitting black robes that hugged the strong and firm outline of his body. His appearance was clearly out of place. It was as if he was a lone and delicate flower exuding beauty in this land filled with death and decay.

A moment later, the man opened his eyes and discernable glint could be found in them. His pupils appeared to be a mix of gold and silver, making them look extremely eye-catching. His piercing gaze roamed the lands before him. There was a moment of emptiness in his mind but it didn't take long before he recovered his memories. The moment that this person finished assimilating with his surroundings, he regained his freedom to move, however the first thing he did was to sigh.

This man was of course, none other than Raven himself. His sigh just now was filled with a bit of helplessness and irritation.

”Fifth revival.” He gently murmured as another sigh escaped his lips.

The creature was a human, but the sounds of his snarls were extremely unpleasant to hear. It was as if this creature was something else that donned a human skin. This person was holding a large axe on his hands, he ran at full speed towards Raven without any regards of his safety but before he could even come close, he was reduced into a pile of goo due to an invisible force.

This poor person didn't even have the chance to scream before he died. Unfortunately for Raven, this doesn't stop here.

After killing the first guy, five more appeared and pounced at his direction without any hesitations. Raven did a quick work out of these five but once again, it didn't stop there. After this five, ten more demented people appear and charged at him while snarling like crazed animals.

Raven grumbled under his breath, saying: ”Here were go again.”

Ten people, dead. It was then followed by twenty people…who also met their ends at his hands. This twenty people were then replaced by forty people and the numbers just kept increasing.

In next to no time, Raven slaughtered hundreds of people already, yet their numbers just kept on increasing and increasing. There's just no end to them.

Raven soon entered a rhythm. His face contained nothing but absolute indifference towards the people he killed. He threw all sorts of attacks using arsenal while also keeping some to himself. He used the Archaic Thousand Armed Wheel, his fists techniques, and so on. Yet no matter what he used, the amount of crazed people coming after him didn't decrease, their numbers grew instead of declining.