55 Changes on the slate (1/2)

By the end of the second day, space warped and the battlefield was gone. The cultivators inside found themselves where they had been standing before they entered the battlefield. Looking around they noticed that they were much fewer of them. People died in the battlefield, this was normal. But this was the first time this many people had died inside. It was very visible that they were much fewer than when they entered.

The familiar instructor stood before them with a lot of assistants. He looked round the entire group of cultivators and sighed. This time, it was bloody beyond compare. He placed his hand on the slate beside him and everyone tensed.

They gazed upon the slate and could only sigh. When the newcomers came, they created their own factions and some of them opted to be completely alone. Now, the original factions had absorbed them all and the twenty names were back in place.

They looked again. No. there was something different this time.

”Look. There is one more name on the top ten list.” someone said and everyone strained their eyes on the name.

”Ed? Who?” many started to wonder.

”Could he be the one that took out the eagle and the night-hound faction?” many asked.

”Should be. But he only took out a leaderless eagle faction and the night hound faction. How could he be number three?” someone asked.

”Instructor, this is not right! How can this person be higher than I am?” every one turned the one who spoke. It was Disang Enang. He used to be number three. Every one knew him as a heartless brute. In fact, he was more evil than a brute, he was wild like an animal. He kept those powerful cultivators he killed and ate their bodies later. Many say that he cultivates an evil contemplation, but no one can say.

”Who is this Ed? Come out!” Disang Enang said and they all started looking around. Ed did not bother to respond.

”Is the Ed person, scared?”