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Dark Magus Returns - Chapter 327

Published at 15th of January 2024 10:39:47 AM


Chapter 327: Adding Mayhem

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Chapter 327 Adding Mayhem

The main clans, as well as Principal Murkel Dockthorn, were keeping an eye out on what was happening at the current assessment.

Although they weren't fully aware of what was happening underground, what they had been keeping note of was how many people were still alive in each underground area.

Once in a while, one of the teachers would proceed to head through their own network of tunnels and speak to those that were on the other side.

The situation would be explained, and in exchange for them knowing what had occurred, they would be rewarded with partial food.

Which was why they were quite aware that next to nothing had taken place in the first-year Red Headband group.

Even after the little visit, they found it strange that still no one was acting out.

"All the other areas have been progressing quite nicely," Murkel commented, sitting in his grand chair at the main building of the academy.

"The stage increases we have seen with the final students have been remarkable. This sort of progress can only be done this way, and while the students are at the initial stage.

"But what we need is the main disciples to increase more than anything. If they aren't able to reach the peak of the initial stage, then this whole thing will be pointless at the grand martial arts tournament."The source of this content can be connected to n0v3lb!n★

Standing by the principal's side was the vice-principal, Amir, who had just reported the gathered information.

"I think we should be careful; the students could have a bad taste in their mouth if we continue to push them further, and if they reach the 6th stage, while this distaste is in their mouth, it could make them an even bigger enemy for us to go against," Amir commented.

Murkel was tapping his finger on the side before he answered.

"You have a strange view; these students belong to the clans. They joined, and when they joined, they knew the roles of the clans.

"They are ours. If they can't get through this, then they are just the ones that are unable to proceed. Don't tell me you have the perception that every life is worth the same."

"There are those that have the power to create great change, and in creating great change, we change the lives of many beneath us."

"Our clan is strong and able to gather resources and food, and protecting our land due to our strength. Those that aren't able to even help in the fight are worthless."

"Just like the animals that are slaughtered for food, at least they have their worth in growing out strength. So someone that can't even be worth food, we should happily get rid of them."

"We need to proceed. Proceed in making those that will be worth something."

They could hear it, but for what reason would there be twenty more people inside, and why were all of them breathing so heavily?

Once more, even though the group were talking, none of them were speaking back.

"Where did you guys come from?" Liam eventually asked. "Come on, speak up, if you have the balls then answer us!"

There still wasn't a word, but all of them had an idea. Of where these people were from, and before they knew it, footsteps could be heard shuffling.

The first one to act to this was Dame, as he lifted his hand and threw out a Qi-filled fist. It had landed solidly on the person, sending them flying back.

They couldn't hear what had happened, only a thud and a shout of pain right after.

"ARHHH!"

Now held in Dame's hand, he looked down closely, focusing the Qi on his eyes to see a bit better. "This is another Red Headband," Dame commented.

"These guys, do you think all of them are from the other assessments that were going on? Do you think they've finally put us all in a room together?" Simyon commented and he was right.

There were only a few left in all of the second-year assessment rooms that were being done. In order to progress and make it so the Main Disciples could evolve even more.

They had decided it was best to place them all in the same underground facility as each other.

"We should get out of here, where there is some light!" Ricktor said, as he had moved back feeling a cut on his chest.

He had already been attacked while down here and was bleeding.

"We're at a disadvantage in the dark!" Ricktor claimed.

"I have a feeling that we might be surrounded right now," Liam commented, even though they could hardly see in front of them.

Liam had already tried to head back down the hallway, and similarly, he felt a strong, almost swipe, scratch against him. He had blocked the attack with his arm, but that was cut up badly as well.

"How about we call a little truce," Ricktor commented. "It seems the only way out right now is to fight ourselves out, and rather than trying to get at each other's throats.

"It will be more beneficial if we take these guys out."




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