The Author's POV

Chapter 430

Inside of a small room.

With his head lowered, Octavious studied Aaron's dissected body.

Next to him was a man with neatly combed black hair and squared glasses. He was currently wearing a white lab coat with blue gloves in each hand.

Beep—! Beep—!

In his hand was a small transmitter that repeatedly beeped throughout the room.

The man was called Conrad Johnson, and he was the one assigned with the task of finding traces of 876. The wanted fugitive that the Union and the Monolith had agreed on hunting down together.

The first time he saw traces were a few matches back in the tournament. Before he could get a proper read on them, the signal quickly disappeared.

Then, after that, he was able to find traces once again, and as he had reacted quickly, he was able to find where the traces came from, but when he did, he was left with more questions than answers.

"You're saying that the transmitter the Monolith gave us is indicating that 876 is none other than Aaron?" Octavious asked as his deep and emotionless voice rang throughout the whole room.

"Yes, yes, it appears to be so.

Conrad nodded his head in a helpless manner before placing the transmitter next to Aaron's head. Beep—! Beep—!Beep—! Beep—!The moment the transmitter touched his head, the transmitter started to beep even more loudly.

With a complicated look on his face, Conrad took out a small tube that was about the size of a finger. Then, taking a small sample of his blood, he put it in the tube and shook it.

This process only lasted for a couple of seconds before he stopped.

Once he stopped, he turned to look at the tube and when he did, he shook his head.

"His blood is also contaminated just like the Monolith said."

Doubt started to creep inside of Conrad's head as he softly and carefully asked.

"...It's him, isn't it? 876 is Aaron."

But contrary to his expectations, Octavious shook his head.

"It's not him."

"Not him?"

Conrad replied with a confused look on his face.

Be it the tracking device and blood test, all evidence pointed that he was indeed 876, so he really couldn't understand.

Without sparing him a glance, Octavious continued.

"Aaron's whereabouts during the time 876 was in the Monolith can easily be found. It is impossible for him to be 876."

Before the tournament started, Octavious paid close attention to all the promising contestants and so he naturally knew that it was impossible for Aaron to be 876.

Once his thoughts paused there, with a frown on his face, Octaviois suddenly thought of something.

What if...

Placing his hand over Aaron's face, he suddenly squeezed it.

Crack—

The sound of bones breaking resounded throughout the room as blood spurted all over the room.

Conrad, who had been watching the whole time, opened his eyes in shock as he couldn't quite make out the situation.

Before he could say anything, Octavious retrieved his hand back.

It was then that Cornard suddenly noticed it. A small device that was resting in the middle of his finger.

Supposedly, this was the tracking device.

Calmly analyzing it for a good minute, Octavious handed it to Conrad.

"Analyze it. See if there is something hidden inside of it."

"Y…yes."

trembling fingers, Conrad took the chip and weakly nodded his

that, giving Aaron one last look, Octavious left

***

Ashton city.

people sat in front

were

was a male while the other was a female. With blonde hair and

looked less impressive, however, his solemn and sharp look did give off his

woman, Samantha Dover,

didn't let

"Yes."

his head. He completely agreed with her

contestant being cut in half by someone. The scene was just too gruesome for someone as young as Nola to

her hand on

it will

a look of

tournament, however, upon receiving an anonymous tip from someone that Ren was going to participate, they dropped everything they were doing and decided

should be

briefly. Despite sounding stoic, Samantha could feel the excitement

tournament, and nervousness at the dangers that lay in the tournament.

after he said those words, the front

Ding—! Dong—!

duo curiously turned to look in the direction of the door.

"Oh my."

it was, a look of shock appeared on Samantha's face not long after as she quickly headed for

Ci clank—!

brilliant smile on her face,

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

near the portal that would transmit the contestants to the platforms, Kimor had a calm look on his face.

any excitement about his next

after witnessing Kevin's strength not too long ago, he decided to no longer look down on them

that

After all, it was already rare enough for the humans to have someone as strong as

paused there, his line of sight met with one of the people

step forward he

***

"What's with that look?"

who had just come out of the portal, my face leaned back a little as my

it? It felt as though he was trying

moment Kevin heard my words,

are you

what I'm

towards his right and

trying

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

his head

go all edgy and stuff, and to be honest,

"Eh?"

out of my expectations that I was unable to reply to

that a victorious smirk appeared on Kevin's face

wait for you at the stands. If you can, try ending the match as fast as I

say anything back, Kevin

him before he left, like how he had doped himself to victory, but

tournaments at the Lock,

the intent of limiting the contestant's space, there were very few rules

After all, in

killing, or anything that would've normally been banned in tournaments held in the human domain,

were only there to initiate and end the

died, although it would look bad on them, it

against this, to be honest. After all, only through these types of tournaments would someone truly be able

tournament where everyone just cuddled with each other after the end of each match.

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