I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 126: FURY!

Arc 2, Chapter 126 — FURY!

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FAILED!

Such a fate caused the stomachs of many to clench.

Honestly, those pronounced as failures, had mortified faces. They looked as if they wanted to rewind time and kick everyone’s asses!

But how can such a thing be possible?

Alas...

Levon shook his head sideways, thinking it was quite unfortunate for those who failed from distractions.

[Hey, Human Levon... this group around you are ruthless.] Yaeger’s voice echoed in his ears. Yaeger said so, but there was obvious disdain for these losers in his tone.

Ruthless was exactly the way to put it.

The majority of those who pulled off this stunt were the OLD Bloodren 10s.

It seems that because they took a year or so to get to that point, they wished many could also fall and repeat a year or more.

To put simply, they were bitter and full of viciousness.

However, Levon couldn’t say they were entirety wrong

If you’re going to be distracted by whatever the audience does, then you’re definitely not ready for battle.

Perhaps this FAILURE was a good thing, so they don’t go out into the real world and die easily.

Levon didn’t know for sure how soon they’ll be able to get on the field under supervision.... However, Winhest had said that it could be anytime after or during their Phase 2 competitions.

Levon shook his head, observing all techniques and battle styles used.

It might be useless for many, but one never knows when something truly beneficial will emerge from deep observation.

In this way, the first day of the competitions came to an end.

Thanks to the distractions from the older Bloodren 10s, the competitions ended 3 hours ahead of schedule.

None of the staff complained. Rather, they were so happy to see it end, especially the Host.

He rose up, cracked his back and fled the scene before anyone could react.

Phew~

"Finally over..." He muttered, vanishing into space like a camouflaging alien.

"_" [Everyone]

Old man, why are you feeling as if running away from the plague?

Seeing the flying ship appearing high up in the sky outside the Dome-shaped arena, Levon, Rayna, Leo, and Shugo, hopped on Artilla’s enlarged fan to ascend.

Soon, they were flying at sonic speed, the ship taking them home.

On the deck, some wore neutral expressions, some were jumpy with excitement, and some looked like they had been cursed by necromancers.

Their jaws become sallow, their bodies weak, and their overall silhouettes looking like people who had been starved for months.

So... this was the end of the line for them, until next year?

(Silence)

Several people were so angry that they envisioned running towards the culprits who caused their predicaments and shoving them off the flying ships.

It seemed for a moment, they forgot everyone has shard abilities and can easily save themselves from this height.

Of course, there were those who were too blinded by their rage who acted on their thoughts, rushing over without a single thought.

"You-You BASTARDS!" It’s all your doing! Why don’t you all die for me?"

One of them reached in front of the culprit, sending their hands to push him over.

But in a flash, the culprit’s silhouette vanished.

In fact, all the culprit did was step aside. But because of his fast speed, it looked like he had vanished and reappeared beside the angered Bloodren 10.

Whoops... the angered guy was the one who fell overboard. And as expected he activated his shard ability, saving himself.

But do you think this was the end of things?

Huh.

One of Phix’s men vanished and appeared mid-air beside the Bloodren 10 on his shard. And in the blink of an eye

Then, the poor guy was brought back without even knowing how he got on the ship.

Well, they had to bring the guy back because the ship’s speed was something he will never be able to catch up to at his current level.

Without uttering a word, the staff kept the troublemaker apprehended, while facing Phix who stood at the highest platform above the deck.

Now, everyone’s attention was drawn to the scene. What’s going to happen now?

Levon felt the ball on his throat roll, as he subconsciously swallowed excessive saliva.

Terrible!

The aura from Phix was making beads of sweat form on his forehead.

...

(Silence)

Many swore the silence seemed to last for a millennia.

Then Phix began:

"I believe my rules were clear to you all since day 1."

"While it is true that fights are allowed outside your mansions and residences, NO FIGHTS are allowed on Any of MY SHIPS."

Phix had the silhouette and features of a 10-year-old.

But this moment, his figure enlarged 50 times over in their heart.

Although calm, Phix’s tone emitted an undeniable pressure.

"Understand that I can let many things slide... Unfortunately, this isn’t one of them. So.. Let this be a lesson to you all, to NEVER disrespect any of my SHIPS."

~Whoosh!

Everyone watched the troublemaker float on his own when Phix stretched his hand forth.

"Understand this. I am the Law maker on my Ship. And whatever I say, goes."

"For the fact that you almost caused harm to one of my babies, you will receive punishment for your crime."

"24... How does that sound? 24 months of PUNISHMENT!"

Boom!

An explosion went off in the minds of many.

Too brutal... Too brutal...

Everyone sucked in their breaths, feeling dizzy for the troublemaker’s sake.

Levon felt his eyeballs twitch.

’Did Phix just say 24 months?... As in 2 years?’

Levon couldn’t help showing a dumbfounded expression. It wasn’t just him, but several new Bloodren 10s who had their mouths dropped uncontrollably.

This guy must really love his ships.

The troublemaker didn’t even do anything to the ship. His crime was that he ALMOST did damage to the ship. So imagine if he actually left a scratch on it or something?

Would the punishment be 5 years? 19 years?

Several people subconsciously stepped away from the railings, not wanting to ’accidentally’ harm or scratch the ship.

It sure is a scary world out there. It seems only the desk’s floors are allowed to have one or two scratches.

"WHAT?" The troublemaker stared at Phix in horror, not believing what his ears translated. "2 YEARS?"

Regret instantly seeped into his body, when recalling the whole ordeal.

Why? Why didn’t he hold back until their feet touched the ground?

It was probably because this was the first time he had seen the old Bloodren 10s ride on this ship with them.

Seeing them, he felt that this might be his only chance to attack before they get dropped off, making it too late.

Kneeling lifelessly, he regretted it from the very depths of his soul. But what he did not know was that his situation had served as a warning to those who were overly excited just now.

"Thank God we didn’t react on impulse."

"24 months...at least we will have the chance to repeat next year. But this guy won’t be allowed in the arena for another year after us."

"Terrible... no matter what, we must not annoy Phix."

Several people murmured under their breaths, now cautious about every step they took.

"Look at these Old Bloodren 10s, they don’t look surprised."

"Yes! Maybe they have witnessed such a thing happening before during their first year."

"Tsk. No wonder they’re gloating meaningfully over there. It makes sense for that one to have dodged rather than countering."

Well, what they said was true.

These old Bloodren 10s were more knowledgeable of the many hidden rules surrounding the arena and Phix.

Their eyes flashed when thinking of last year’s outburst.

Do you know that Phix had the troublemaker to serve 60 months of Punishment then?

They didn’t know why, but they felt that the reason why Older Bloodren 10s are allowed to travel back on the same boats with newer Bloodren 20s, should be because they wanted people to fall into such traps.

Should anyone fight back or attack, they will be jointly punished accordingly.

Avoidance was the best and safest route.

...

Again, it should be noted that the old and new Bloodrens were flown back together only after the second part of Phase 1 competitions began.

Well, their stop was coming up soon. Many old Bloodrens thought.

As for the new Bloodrens they also noticed that this wasn’t the usual route they used.

Eh? What’s going on?

They looked left and right, right to left, taking in their current surroundings.

It was terrible, emitting a foul stench.

Ew~

What sort of nose-irritating place was this?

The trees looked burnt and crooked, the ground was mushy, muddy and disgusting.

Hideous warms popped their heads out from time to time, emerging the surface and also leaving fat dumps of shit every few minutes.

Hello?

What sort of creature needs to shit every 3 minutes or so?

Can your metabolism and inner structure support what you’re doing?