Chapter 156 Bad timing
Chapter 156 Bad timing
Silas lowered his gaze after hearing the guards' words. He glanced at Vic in his arms before shifting his eyes back to the guards.
"Uhm... he, uhm, got into a fight. Yeah, he got into a fight with other high-graded students. Unfortunately, he was outnumbered, and they ended up beating him up. That's why he's like this," Silas explained, his voice steady despite the knots twisting in his stomach. He hoped desperately that they would buy it.
Luck seemed to be on his side, as the guards nodded their heads in understanding.
This wasn't the first time Vic had returned to the VIP section covered in blood. They were well aware of Vic's tendency to get into fights with other students. He also participated frequently in the ranking arena, where brutal, no-holds-barred battles often left him injured or even unconscious. The guards had grown accustomed to this routine, though their duty required them to ask about it every time just to be sure.
They stepped aside and pushed the entrance door to the VIP section open, allowing Silas to walk inside. The hallway stretched ahead, dimly lit and lined with ornate fixtures. Silas walked forward, his footsteps echoing softly, still uncertain of where exactly he was supposed to go.
Then he remembered Vic's wristwatch. Glancing at it, he saw the room number engraved on the underside. Relief washed over him. He swiftly navigated the corridor, finally arriving at the door. He pushed it open and slipped inside.
The room was lavish, with walls draped in rich fabrics and furniture designed for maximum comfort. Silas shut the door behind him with a soft click and headed toward Vic's enormous, plush bed. The mattress seemed to swallow Vic as Silas gently laid him down, ensuring his body sank into the soft embrace. He grabbed a nearby blanket and carefully covered Vic, tucking it around his shoulders to keep him warm.
Satisfied that everything was in place, Silas turned around and began to leave.
But just as his hand brushed the door handle, a faint voice reached his ears.
"T... thank you..." Vic muttered weakly, his voice barely audible.
Silas paused. For a brief moment, his eyes softened, and he glanced over his shoulder at Vic. The moment passed, and without a word, he slipped out of the room, closing the door behind him. He needed to get back to the backyard and deal with the body before anyone else discovered it.
The air in the backyard was crisp and cold as Silas retraced his steps to the spot where the student's body had fallen. His heart pounded in his chest, but as he arrived, his blood ran cold.
The body was gone.
"What the..." Silas murmured, his eyes widening in shock. He spun around, scanning the area. Panic set in as he searched the entire backyard, his movements becoming frantic. Minutes ticked by, but there was no trace of the corpse.
Leaving Vic alone while he ventured into a realm for the evolution quest felt like asking for disaster.
"This damn system knows exactly what it's doing. Damn bastard!" Silas hissed through clenched teeth.
The notification shifted into a new screen.
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[This evolution quest will be different from the previous ones because Host will evolve into a whole new Tier.]
[Tier Name: Emperor (The Emperor of Souls)]
[Tier Information: Once Host completes the three tasks of this evolution quest and ascends to the Emperor Tier, he will gain the ability to extract the souls of mutants near death. Extracted souls can be forged into unique creatures that will serve the Host indefinitely.]
[More Information: Host must collect three items from three different realms to complete the quest.]
[The first item is the Energy Core of the Realm's God in the first Grade 5 realm.]
[The remaining items will be revealed after the first item is obtained. Further details about the Emperor Tier will also be disclosed later.]
[Time to accept the quest: 24 hours]
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Silas sat frozen, his eyes scanning the notifications over and over. Each line filled him with a growing sense of dread and anticipation.
"I knew it. This next evolution quest is going to be far more intense than any of the previous ones," he thought, swallowing the lump in his throat.
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