I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 142: Now, The Tables Have Turned

Arc 2, Chapter 141 — Now, The Tables Have Turned.

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It was moments such as these that make many thrilled to be alive.

Backstage, the air was thick with tension—a tension so heavy it clung to the shadows like a second skin.

’I knew it. My intuition is never wrong...’ Hendrix, the ever calculative analyst, pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his eyes now glinting with a predatory certainty.

From the very beginning, he knew there was something wrong with everyone calling Levon weak.

The narrative everyone clung to, emphasized on Levon’s weakness. They say he was a liability, a pawn at best.

But the many subtle signs from the past told him Levon could be anything... anything else but ORDINARY.

And sure enough, he was right!

Beside Hendrix, Payne nodded, grave and silent. Florianna squinted, as if trying to pierce the illusionary veil that kept Levon’s true nature hidden.

Yimu’s brows arched in silent question, while Artilla’s smile was a blade sheathed in velvet.

Leo smirked, Viren chuckled, and the old Bloodren 10s narrowed their eyes thoughtfully.

Levon Belmont...

The name rippled through the arena like a scripture.

In the arena, Shugo, Rayna, Pickler, Rolo, Natalia, and many others smiled knowingly. But there were some like Lilian, who was flabbergasted and shocked beyond belief.

So he was strong all along? This... This... THIS CAN’T BE!

Many with pile 2 and even pile 5 shards who used to snub and taunt Levon, now felt like puking blood and collapsing.

SON OF A FISH!

Why was it this bastard who gets a lucky break and not them?

No, it must be a fluke!... It must be a mistake... an error of some sorts!

They shook their heads, refusing to believe that this TRASH is actually a genius! Their faces turned grey, as though someone drained all color out their faces.

You don’t get it, do you.

If Levon proved to be truly strong, then what if he chooses to get his revenge on those who spoke ill of him and tried to make life difficult for them?

For a moment, a ripple of fear spread through their hearts, wondering whether Levon was truly strong, or if it was just some trick he mastered to pass this stage?

Despite the facts laid out before them, they still didn’t want to believe it, making excuses again and again for his sudden strength.

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Gaw-kakakakakakka~

Gaara’s laughter echoed sharp and wild, while playfully slapping Llyod’s back.

"See? See? I told you didn’t I? Well, you, Lloyd, have a lot to learn about the world, even at your old age!"

Lloyd said nothing, watching Levon intently. It seems once in a while, he too made mistakes.

Lloyd shrugged, not able to recall the last time he was actually wrong. How long ago was it? Centuries?

But then again....

Lloyd slowly turned to face Gaara in scrutiny. "Now, now sir... it isn’t like you to play foul. So just exactly how did you know?"

"You mean about Levon’s specialness?"

Lloyd nodded lazily. Recalling peculiar Gaara’s arrogance earlier, all signs do point to the fact that Gaara knows Levon.

But how could this be? Don’t say they ran into each other by accident.

Unless Gaara wished to be seen, no one except those of higher strength would ever notice his presence.

So the question to ask would be: Why would a Department Head stoop so low to visit a Bloodren 10?

Well, from the looks of things Gaara might have noticed something special about this Levon fellow from the onset.

"Well now, Head... I don’t know you to be such a cheat." Lloyd raised a brow thoughtfully. "With all I know now, our little gambling deal should be nullified. But—"

Lloyd paused, adjusting his hat with an unnatural smile. "I have to admit that such a game is far better with the current odds... and besides, I still think this Victorio person will win in the end. On that note, let’s continue our little gamble, shall we?"

Gaara chuckled darkly. "After everything, you still think Victorio will win?"

"Naturally." Lloyd answered unhurriedly. "The Head must remember that even the mightiest blade is useless if the hand that wields it trembles..."

This Levon Belmont seemed great with his new found strength. But can he really use this matter to overpower Victorio?

Sorry, Lloyd didn’t think so!

Gaara said nothing to counter, only flashing a deceptive smile, one warm and inviting, with a sense of false security.

At the same time, in Villeta’s booth, Sayako and Rika were even more excited than she.

Rika—dubbed the Mad scientist—was the Department head of Weapon Research & Shard Care.

"My, my, my... what a beautiful weapon." Her eyes were glistening so hard when looking at Levon’s sharded fragments.

"Don’t even think about it, Rika." Villeta warned, her chilling aura spreading out. For a moment, it was as though she and Rika were Eternal enemies.

"Alright, alright... I wont." Rika chuckled, not offended by Villeta’s move.

Alas...

Rika sighed. "You win, Villy. It’s just a shame that I won’t be playing with this new toy. However... should it waltz its way to my side, I can promise you that I won’t go overboard."

Villeta blew out a thick whiff of smoke, her eyes dancing over Levon’s silhouette in a predatory manner.

"Good."

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Like so, the arena bubbled with talk.

"Hey, have you noticed that they’ve been at it, while also using their shards too?"

"THAT IS... For a Bloodren 10, do you know the level of concentration and mental fortitude it takes to control each shard piece while battling a powerful opponent?"

Just then, the crowd watched as all shard pieces regrouped.

It seems they couldn’t carry it on for so long.

The duo regrouped their sharded pieces, forming single swords.

Only 4 seconds left.

Levon and Victorio jumped back, preparing for a final attack.

Their hearts were pounding in their chests, their bodies weak, with sides breathing heavier than usual.

Yet, they grinned, flashing their bloodied teeth, as they gathered all strength into this final attack. freewebnσvel.cøm

Who will win? Who will lose?

BOOM!

... THE WORLD TURNED SILENT.