Chapter 100 - 100.1 : Lethality of Blood Magic (1/2)

The ghoul-looking person who was named Junki stepped on the arena when Slovar called him, it would be too embarrassing to forfeit or ignore him, all the elders were looking at him so how could he refuse.

Although he knew he was weaker then Slovar, he walked to the arena and faced the wolf-looking monster. His weapon was a sword. Ghouls were a bit similar to zombie yet had their small differences too, such as they were not as smelly or disgusting as them.

All ghouls had a soul and a consciousness, moreover, they are a level stronger than normal skeletons. They have powerful physics and can only be killed when you damage their soul, otherwise, it's useless to harm their body. They do not have an infinite Stamina and they could feel pain like normal humans. You could say that they are mutated humans and corrupted by Death Laws after their death.

Slovar didn't take any weapon as he grinned at Junki, he was looking forward to this since a long time ago. Junki would always run if they ever meet outside but currently, there is no place to run to.

No referee was present, they just had to say they are ready and begin.

”Brother Junki, I presume you're ready?... unless you want to forfeit?”

Junki's face became ugly as he knew Slovar was mocking him, clearly, he wasn't taking him seriously.

”Who do you think you are?”

Junki was someone easily provoked, after hearing the mocking of Slovar, he could not hold himself back and charged at him whilst wielding his sword and using several sword skills.

Three consecutive sword beams were launched at Slovar, but the wolf-looking monster blocked them easily with his bare hands. His thick brown fur withstood the powerful beams as if they were nothing.

...

Arthur who was watching from afar, focused on the battle to analyze what he should do, until now, nothing was very interesting. Both the parties were at the middle stages of the Deity Realm but one was way stronger than the others. For him, he just needs one attack to finish them both but that's to be expected after seeing his stats and Realm.

The fight continued but it was one-sided and no matter what Junki did, it was useless, Slovar wasn't even serious and only blocked the incoming attacks while continuing to mock and sneer at ghoul.

Back at the stage near the river, where the seven were sitting, Kilan grimaced and casually said

”Yo Aborak, seems the youths from your side are still lacking huh?”

The creepy looking Aborak didn't seem to mind what Kilan said, he was not someone who is interested by these fights or wants the younger generation of his Race to win as it was useless. So what if they won? There may be some rewards from each one of the 7 people to the strongest Junior, but that's it, for someone as old as him, rewards like that are not needed and he won't be the one to get the reward.

He is considered a selfish person, but he didn't completely disregard his Race, it's just that he had goals he had to achieve and simply winning this little competition won't do him any progress, so after hearing Kilan mock the youths of his Race, he remained silent and acted as if he didn't hear anything.

Kilan and Aborak were old friends, but they were enemies too, it's a complicated and strange relationship, Kilan may be mocking him but he was not provoking him, it's just having fun as Kilan's personality was always like this.

...

The fight lasted for 15 minutes before Junki was forcefully thrown out of the arena, he was dead but he was injured all over his body, from bruises to claw slashes, he was in a terrible state. All the people from Undead Race were looking angrily at Slovar, who kept sneering and grinning.

”What? If you want revenge then come on up on the stage.”

The wolf-looking Slovar crossed his long arms and gazed at the juniors from the Undead Race. It would be a lie to say he was confident to beat them all, after all, like any other Race, the Undead Race had some strong youths too. Malark could more or less be considered a youth but he won't be participating as it would be losing face rather than gaining it.

He was a couple of centuries old and these juniors were at most 100 years old, so fighting someone much younger than you is a disgrace even though he can beat them and if by chance he loses, it would be more embarrassing.

Another Undead youth jumped on the arena after hearing the infuriating mocking of Slovar, he was a ghoul too but unlike Junki, he was at the Peak of the Deity Realm. Normally, one would be embarrassed to fight against some lower Realm than him but this ghoul didn't care as his junior brother was injured so much whilst he couldn't do anything but watch from the side.

”So it's brother Bija, aren't you ashamed to fight someone at the middle-stages of the Deity Realm?”

With an ugly face, Bija took out a long silver halberd and retorted

”Cut the crap, I'm attacking!”

While wielding his halberd, Bija rushed at the sneering Slovar, who still wasn't anxious about fighting someone stronger than him.

The fight was exciting to weak people but couldn't be more boring than it already is for strong figures. For them, such slow movements and weak attacks are not worth paying attention to. At the end, Slovar managed to hold for 10 minutes before he and Bija were out of the arena. Although the ghoul won, he didn't have any face remaining to stand on the arena and challenge anyone else, so after throwing Slovar out, he walked out of the arena with a lowered head.

....

Fights between Deity Realm juniors continued for about an hour or so before the quality of the fights finally changed. From Deity Realm to Immortal Realm.

No more Deity Realm dared to step on the arena as it was practically impossible to beat anyone in the Immortal Realm, geniuses could leapfrog a few grades or sometimes a whole Realm but that was for the Immortal and Divine Realm, or the Heavenly and Deity Realm but to leapfrog from the Deity Realm to the Immortal Realm is considered absolute non-sense.

The difference between the two Realms is just too huge, just like the Divine Realm and the God Realm and that's exactly why Arthur felt a bit worried when he saw the Realm of the person they were going to attack.

A black-haired youth from the Doom Bringer Clan stepped on the arena, he was at the Immortal Realm and had a saber sheathed on his waist. He stood erect on the arena and gazed at the youths sitting on the junior area, with an expressionless face he said

”My name is Buo Bing, I welcome anyone who wants to challenge me.”

What he said may sound arrogant but everyone knew he had the power to back his words, he was one of the geniuses of the Doom Bringer Clan and someone not to be underestimated.

'Finally!'

Arthur felt ecstatic when he heard that, he didn't want to challenge anyone or it would bring suspicion, if he challenged any person from a clan, it would cause troubles as the clan would target him, however, if someone in return said he would challenge anyone who dares, he would immediately join as then it looks like he just took up the offer that was proposed.

Just as he was going to stand up and jump on the arena, someone already appeared in the opposite direction if Buo Bing.

It was also a handsome looking youth, he appeared to be in his mid-twenties, he had blonde hair and was holding a fan in his hand. He displayed a calm attitude and a broad smile was hanging on his face.

”Since brother Buo said so, then I'll graciously accept your offer, it's been a long time since I fought seriously after all.”

Coneli, the blondie spoke proudly as he gazed at the expressionless Buo, he was not fearful or worried about the incoming fights and kept fanning himself with a calm attitude.

As for Buo, he didn't say anything and simply unsheathed his saber, he knew Coneli since a long time as he was from the Lightning Fox Clan, their two clans have an alliance, so it's to be expected that the geniuses from each clan know each other.

They didn't need to say outloud that they are ready, just from their actions one could know.