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Chapter 431

"This..."

Looks of absolute shock flashed across the faces of Lorena and Zack as their eyes bulged wide open.

'What have they just witnessed?' They both thought at the same time.

Everything happened so fast that they were both unable to understand what had happened.

In fact, moments prior they were merely commentating about the much without much enthusiasm. After all, Kimor was extremely strong. Both Lorena and Zack were unsure about their own prospects of beating him let alone someone who was ranked like Caeruleum.

But just as they thought that this was going to be an easy match, out of nowhere, they witnessed Caeruleum gain the upper hand over Kimor as blood seeped down from his shoulder.

It had to be noted that Kimor not once had been injured throughout the tournament.

Could this have been due to luck?

Everyone shook their head. There was a limit to how lucky someone could be. The speed at which Caeruleum attack was simply way too fast for anyone to pick up with the backed eye.

To add further clarity that this may have not been just luck, the look on Kimor's face as soon as he realized he had been injured became perfectly vivid for all spectators present to see as they understood that from the first exchange that this was no luck.

How he did it, everyone did not know, however, hope suddenly reignited inside their hearts.

Could it be possible?

"Wait, what is he doing?"

Startling everyone out of their stupor was Lorena's voice as she stood up and pointed toward the screen.

It was then that everyone saw it.

Caeruleum placing his hand over his face and slowly removing what seemed to be a mask off his face revealing the features of a young man with jet-black hair, and deep blue eyes.

His looks, which were fairly handsome, instantly attracted the attention of almost everyone that was watching the match.

"Quick, someone scan his face and get me a report on who he is."

The first one to react to his sudden face reveal was Zack who stood up and glanced in the direction of the people working in the studio.

Instantly, upon hearing his voice, everyone woke up from their stupor and quickly got to work.

It wasn't just them that was doing this, but so were the big guilds throughout the world as they all wanted to find the identity of the mysterious young man that had suddenly shown up on the stage and had even managed to gain an advantage on Kimor, one of the top contenders for the top contenders of the tournament.

The reporters were quick.

Within just a minute of them scanning the face of the young man who had appeared on the stage, they were able to gather information about him.

Without wasting any seconds they quickly sent it to Zack who briefly looked through them.

However, the moment he looked through them, his mouth opened up in shock.

"This…"

Lifting his head and staring at the crew to make sure he wasn't seeing things wrongly, it was only after he got confirmation from them that he turned to look back at the camera.

A complicated look flashed across his face as he repeatedly lowered and raised his head to make sure that the profile did indeed match the features of the man on the stage.

"This…I don't know how I should break this, but…"

Lowering his head and once again looking through the information, Zack scratched the back of his head and muttered.

"We have identified the contestant on the stage, and…well, I don't know how to say this…but…his name is Ren Dover"

Zack paused.

Then, raising his head and staring straight into the cameras, he said.

"...and he is supposed to be dead."

***

At the same time this was happening, on the upper echelon platform.

Interest finally ignited on the faces of the people present as they gazed towards the platform where Ren and Kimor were fighting.

This was especially so for Brutus and Gervis who leaned their bodies forward. Seemingly trying to get a better look at the match.

hand, although more interested,

head was preoccupied with

on the stage, surprise flashed across

because he was able to see what happened that he was left surprised. Simply put, the speed of the attack was incredibly

would have difficulty

his head he glanced at his

the young man on the

onto the screen, he proceeded

sent the message to, they were efficient. Within a minute or two, he got a reply back,

Name : Rank Dover

Status : Dead

explosion at the Lock three years in the past, during the inter academy tournament. Inheritor of

through the information, Octavious momentarily closed his

this is

came to

paused

he

time when the Monolith said they met 876 to the time Ren supposedly died,

more to it than

directed his attention back towards the tournament.

his eyes

his

***

slowly put

Swoooosh—!

suddenly brushed past his body sending his hair scattering all over his face. Raising his hands,

recuperated from the shock of what happened, grit his teeth and straightened his back once

disappeared and what

opponent. In fact, it wasn't

was, he had

not

his head and meeting Caeruleum's dull gray eyes, Kimor body

a step

sense of fear enshrouded his whole body as his eyes never left Caeruleum's dull

more he felt his soul getting sucked into

behind those dull grey eyes was the same figure standing in front of him. However, instead of standing in front of him, he was merely looking at him with a bored look, sitting on a golden throne. Most strikingly were his emotionless and cold

sent chills

he stared at hm as a deep sense of dread completely washed over his entire

he was in the presence of a

he was not supposed to

to kneel. No, he had to kneel! How could someone like him remain standing in front

just as he was about

'What am I doing?'

he just about to kneel? Who was he? He was Kimor, one of the strongest orcs amongst the younger generation and

kneel to some unknown

of his body as

"Huuuuuargh!"

he screamed his thunderous voice boomed throughout the whole arena as he quickly snapped out of his

extreme as he reached out to grab onto his axe which was behind his back using his left

SHIIIIIING!

as the tip of the axe came into contact with

axe, without wasting any time, he tensed

to increase his speed even further. His speed was

previous exchange, he understood that even though his opponent was not

decisions in the little time he gave him

after thinking things through, Kimor decided to switch strategies. Instead of opting for pure speed, he was planning on using brute force as

Bang—!

his foot onto the ground till it

Fast and furious!

swinging down, it came charging in

***

My eyes stung.

be able to cut through me like butter using Eyes of Chronos, I found that the more I used the skill, the more my eyes started

his previous attack, the power

thinking things through, deactivating Eyes of Chronos, I pressed my foot onto the ground, tilted my body towards

Clank—!

in every direction as his axe came into

our weapons moved, but this only lasted for a short moment before I found myself flung all the way towards the

hands almost let

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