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."

the chip and weakly nodded

Aaron one last look, Octavious

***

Ashton city.

demon hunter guild, two people sat in front of a sofa, staring at a holographic projection in front of

the projections were the images

a male while the other was a female. With

the other hand, the male looked less impressive, however, his solemn and

hand on the male's thigh, the woman, Samantha Dover, covered her mouth with her hand as

we didn't let Nola see

"Yes."

his head. He completely agreed with

especially so after the last match where they saw a contestant being cut in half by someone. The

on her cheek, Samatha

it will be Ren's

look of anticipation flashed

receiving an anonymous tip from someone that Ren was going to participate, they dropped everything they were doing

should be

sounding stoic, Samantha could feel the excitement and

his son shin in the tournament, and nervousness at the dangers that lay in the tournament.

those

Ding—! Dong—!

turned to look in the direction of the

"Oh my."

the camera to see who it was, a look of shock appeared on Samantha's face not long after as she quickly headed for the door and opened

Ci clank—!

brilliant smile on her face, she greeted the

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

the portal that would transmit the contestants to the platforms, Kimor had a calm look on

have any excitement about his

was merely rank after

after witnessing Kevin's strength not too long ago, he decided to no

that not

rare enough for the humans to have someone

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

forward he

***

"What's with that look?"

of the portal, my face leaned

should I describe it? It felt as though he was trying to purposely act like

moment Kevin heard my words, his brows twitched a

you

what

with a meaningful look. Raising his brow, Kevin glanced towards his right and left before he leaned his body forward slightly and

trying to imitate

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

his head

go all edgy and stuff, and to be honest,

"Eh?"

of my expectations that I

smirk appeared on Kevin's

can, try ending the match as fast as I

Kevin bid

he had

Lock, this was not a

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

on purpose. After all,

banned in tournaments held in the human domain, everything was allowed

referees were only there to initiate and end the

inevitable, and so if someone died, although it would look bad

all, only through these types of tournaments would someone

where everyone just cuddled with each other after the end

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