I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 127: The Destiny Of Some

Chapter 127— The Destiny Of Some.

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So disgusting.

Many felt their stomachs constrict into tight balls, as if trying to squeeze out all food stored in their bodies.

Blugh~

One of the girls placed a hand on her mouth in time to stop herself from puking.

Who knows if vomiting on the ship will annoy Phix?

Even if she wanted to vomit over the rails, who can guarantee the wind won’t splatter the vomit on the lower parts of the ship?

Many had to choose but to swallow the gagging bile swelled up in their cheeks.

Augh~

Well, it was disgusting. One look around and many felt the urge to throw up again.

The creatures here looked like they had escaped the lab of some mad scientists who build Frankenstein creatures for a living.

They looked like Failed products that should have never seen the light of day. Perhaps killing these creatures on the spot would be some sort of liberation to them for having to go on in life with such

Hey.... Failed products.

Looking at the rickety and rundown mansion far ahead, they got the subliminal hint that those living there must also be failed products too. Several subconsciously held their breaths, feeling it looked more like a haunted mansion than an estate.

Make no mistake, it was as massive as the current mansion they lived in. But this one looked like it was built in a rush.

To be honest, it looked like it could fall apart any moment now.

No, no, no... that was putting it lightly. It looked like it survived countless fires, charred and black, with obvious burnt marks too. It was incredible to see crude signs of repairs done with crudely carved planks in X-shapes on the roofs and many other places.

They also spotted a poor excuse of an umbrella that had been thrown into a few holes in an attempt to stop the Rain from seeping in?

Don’t ask them how that would help.

The umbrella in this case was a smaller tree. The tree fit the size of the gigantic hole, so they did the only thing they felt was logical.

In some corners, they used clayish-mud to seal the roofs. And what about that gate? Do you guys know that one side has come undone from its hinge, resulting in the gate swaying and swinging constantly?

No matter how they looked at it, no one wanted to stay here for another second!

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Many times the brain is unable to comprehend what the eyes see.

How can you, in good conscience, convince them that people live here?

They didn’t want to believe it, but the ship’s slowing speed made their jaws drop in dreadful silence.

The ship with its faint pixie-dusty glow, swayed softly to the Broken down estate.

"Well, this is our stop." Several Old Bloodren 10s spoke plainly, jumping down with cruel vindictive smirks.

After jumping a distance from the ship, they activated their shards and descended to the foul and eye-twitching lands below.

"Fufufufufufu~ It won’t be long before I leave this dump."

"That is, after my victory is confirmed on DAY 4 of the competitions, I’ll kiss this disgusting place goodbye once and for all."

They don’t know how they managed to survive in this place for a year, some 2 years and even 4. They didn’t know how they got used to this place, and have long forgotten what a warm and soft bed felt like.

All they knew was that no matter what, no matter who stands in their way, they must eradicate them cleanly.

What was their life like before receiving overly long punishments or failing the competitions? They couldn’t recall.

It was all faint—a faint memory they knew nothing. But make no mistake, although it was all faint, their bodies could still remember the feeling of satisfaction they got when sleeping on soft pillows or on a soft bed.

Some inwardly cursed while stepping through the swaying and half-broken gate. "Dang it. I forgot to take out my bed for a good dry. What the hell am I to do now? I—"

~Bang!

The speaker kicked a shit-pooping bug, sending it flying. That’s right, he kicked one of those massive worms that need to poop and take dumps every 5 minutes.

One had taken a dump on his shoes, and he was already losing it.

There is a saying that the closer it is to quitting time, the more anxious people become.

Take people in school or at work.

When you see that it’s just 5 minutes before work ends, you become restless. Suddenly, everything you’ve gone along with now agitates you. The situation was true here.

Many of them, Old Bloodren 10s, were scheduled to fight on the 3 and 4th competition days. Only the top Old-Bloodren 10s would participate on the 5th day.

Now, with just a few more days before their final battle, they were feeling angsty.

The wool of film that had covered their eyes for months was quickly fading off.

Many looked around their ’Home’ with more disgust than usual, asking themselves deep in their hearts how they managed to live here all this while.

Straw BEDS!

To think the Order wouldn’t even give them a single mattress. Instead, they were given sacs.

Every week, they had to harvest dried up grass, as strong as hay and stuff into these giant sacs to make beds. They didn’t even have bed frames.

How crazy was that?

No matter how they stuffed the sac, several pointy ends would poke out and stab them severally in their sleep.

It was like torture. But after several months sleeping this way, you get used to it pretty soon.

This place... This particular place was a dog-eat-dog world, with everything breaking apart and crumbling every few weeks.

My God!

The thought of moving out soon, almost brought tears to their eyes.

Looking at the silhouettes of these Old Bloodren 10s below, Levon and everyone else felt shaken to their very cores.

Shugo almost forgot to chew his snack when listening to their fading comments.

"Buddy... I suddenly feel energized. No matter what, I must never fall into punishment at this point."

Levon nodded in agreement, feeling that if he or his team received punishment right now, it would automatically disqualify them from fighting in the upcoming competitions.

"Punishment, punishment, punishment.... I now dread that word more than anything else." Leo had a shiver crawl up his spine, like a cat out of water.

Don’t blame him for feeling this way. After seeing the enormous but terrible grand mansion these Old Bloodren 10s stayed in, Leo wanted nothing to do it with.

It wasn’t just him and Shugo, but Artilla and Rayna who felt the same. They turned to Leo, imparting their words of wisdom.

"I think Leo is right. From now on, we have to be extra careful."

"Yes! And even if we can’t escape punishments, it shouldn’t be long term ones."

Recalling that troublemaker from earlier, they thinned their lips in thought.

24 months was just too LONG!

That can never be them.

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~SWOOSH!

The ship took them away from the disgusting place, finally taking them on track to a route they were familiar with.

Everyone jumped off the ship with care. However, if you look close enough, you would see they were rushing out as if fleeing from some abominable virus.

Phix chuckled in amusement, leaving one last reminder before flying off.

"Remember, Bloodrens... Whether you lost today or not, you must still attend for the other competition days."

Or else—

Gulp~

Several people swallowed hard.

Even if they failed in the end, they will at least get a chance next year. But what if they annoy this Plague God and get several years added to their already one-year wait time?

With their feet touching the ground, everyone found solitude. To be on a ship with such a mad man who could destroy their fates, was enough to make even the strongest tense up.

Walking through the gates, they released heavy sighs, shaking their heads wryly. Of course, there were some who felt the need to brag about their fearlessness.

"What a load of cock-a-doodle-doo! Who does that little guy think he is? His time is up, but ours isn’t."

"That’s right. If he was so great is he still overseeing all tournament matters for Bloodren 10s?"

"Tch. Exactly my POINT. If he had the guts, the liver and the gallbladder, he should rank up and oversee tournaments for higher Bloodren classes."

"That is... Why throw your power and authority at our faces? If you ask me he’s only doing it because he needs room to vent his bottled up feelings of failure."

"I think so TOO. What he’s doing now, is no different from an elephant stomping its feet in a cockroach. Rather than pick on us, why doesn’t he go pick on someone his own size?"

"What a COWARD. If not that I was still a Bloodren 10, will I have to take shit from him?"

"Hmph! His time has passed. And as I said, we are the FUTURE. He’s treating us like that. Who knows who will be his BOSS in the future? It could be me, you know?"

"A COWARD and his ships."

"Pfft... I think he loves these ships because they give him the advantage—advantage of running away like a coward during battles."

"Bahahahahahahah~"

Several people walked through the vast front yards, only daring to speak so boldly after Phix had vanished.