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."

took the chip and weakly nodded his

that, giving Aaron one last

***

Ashton city.

by the demon hunter guild, two people sat in front of

projections were the images of the

the sofa, one was a male while the

his solemn and sharp

thigh, the woman, Samantha Dover,

didn't let Nola

"Yes."

his head. He completely agreed with her

the last match where they saw a contestant being cut in half by someone. The scene was just too gruesome

her hand on her cheek, Samatha

wondered when it

a look of anticipation flashed across

upon receiving an anonymous tip from someone that Ren was going to participate, they

should be

sounding stoic, Samantha could feel the excitement and nervousness in his voice as

and nervousness at the dangers

he said those words, the front doorbell of

Ding—! Dong—!

curiously turned to look in the direction of the door. Then, standing up Samantha calmly walked towards

"Oh my."

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

Ci clank—!

brilliant smile on her face,

"Welcome."

***

At the same time.

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

did not have any excitement

previously dismissed him for being human, but after witnessing Kevin's strength not too long ago, he decided to

acknowledged the fact that

high regard for his next opponent. After all, it was already rare enough for the humans to have someone as strong as Kevin, but to have two? Kimor did

paused there, his line of sight met with

taking a step forward he slowly entered the

***

"What's with that look?"

out of the portal, my face leaned back a

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

Kevin heard my words, his brows

you

exactly what I'm

replied with a meaningful look. Raising his brow, Kevin glanced towards his right and

I was trying

"Imitate me?"

"Yeah."

his

and stuff, and to be honest, I think I

"Eh?"

of my expectations that I was unable to reply to him

on Kevin's face as he

stands. If you can, try

could say anything back, Kevin

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

tournaments at the Lock,

up purposely with the intent of limiting the contestant's space, there were very few rules placed

all, in

potions, killing, or anything that would've normally been banned in tournaments held

to

so if someone died, although it would look bad on them, it

honest. After all, only through these types of tournaments would someone truly be

each other after the end of each match. No, this was a real

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