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The influx of Jack-o'-the-Pumpkin Axemans brought a touch of life to the otherwise empty classroom. Darkon, positioned by the back window, had prepared an escape route, the [Elysium 1] in his hand glowing faintly. The Impmon, however, didn't actually rush towards Darkon; instead, it flew straight towards the opposite window, performing an aerial roll and bursting out. The pursuing Jack-o'-the-Pumpkin Axemans crashed into the window frame with a "thud," half their bodies exposed, nearly falling. Several more Jack-o'-the-Pumpkin Axemans behind them also failed to brake in time, crashing together with a "thud, thud, thud." The Impmon flapped its wings outside the window, then turned and burst into laughter. However, the laughter had barely begun when one of the Jack-o'-the-Pumpkin Axemans swung its small wooden axe with all its might! The Impmon let out a scream, hastily dodging, but still managing to graz the tip of its wing. Tears streamed down its face; it dared not act recklessly again, maintaining its distance and dodging left and right, continuing to attract the attention of the monsters. Then the Red-Haired Goblin and the Zombie with the Broken Arm and Leg also squeezed in through the front door. Unable to reach Impmon, the goblins finally spotted Dark at the back window and gradually shifted their targets. The Red-Haired Goblin was the fastest and most agile, swarming forward with a hiss.
Jack-o'-the-Pumpkin's axemen and soldiers also attacked in a fan shape, cornering Dark. "That's about enough!" Seeing that the classroom was already crowded with monsters, Dark suddenly raised [Elysium 1]! Like the Statue of Liberty holding up her torch, [Elysium 1] burst into a bright light! Whether it was the monsters, the walls, the floor, or the ceiling, everything was covered with an ambiguous pink. Under the illumination of [Elysium 1], all the monsters instantly froze. But their incomplete brains seemed unable to properly understand what [Elysium] was, and only some goblins made strange movements. And Eevee at Dark's feet became the object of [Elysium 1]'s gaze. The moonlight pouring in from the window gathered slightly, and the emblem of [Elysium] appeared on Eevee's forehead. Dark did not wait for it to successfully evolve. Instead, he picked it up on the spot and threw it into the monster horde. Eevee, Muzan!
Taking advantage of the ghosts' distraction, Dark, in a comical move, slid from the window to the classroom door, then burst through the door...
The moment the door closed, the echoes of Umbreon's evolved form, Meowth, and the screams of Jack-o'-the-Wisp and Goblin Red Riding Hood, along with the zombies' impotent rage, filled the air. Through the window, black light could be seen emanating from the classroom, instantly unleashing an extremely evil and terrifying black wave! + [Special Move: Dark Pulse] w→ [Dark Pulse: Emits a terrifying aura of malice from within to suppress the opponent, sometimes causing them to flinch.] "Jack-o'-the-Wisp is two-star, Goblin Red Riding Hood is two-star, and the zombies are two-star. A group consists of about 12-15 people, each worth 20 credits, so one can earn about 720-900 credits, which is equivalent to a week's worth of effort under normal circumstances." "And the [Elysium 1] time limit is 90 minutes, so two more waves can be played before the ball ends." "Wu" "And now it seems that just two-star Ghosts aren't enough to satisfy Umbreon's appetite?" Dark carefully considered whether to risk climbing the castle to maximize profits. The door behind him was suddenly kicked open, and Umbreon, with a "meow," pounced on him, hugging his face and licking him wildly. "Alright, alright, good boy!" Dark-face helplessly propped himself up on one of its forelegs, peeking inside. He saw dozens of candies and sweets floating in the large classroom. He quickly told Devimon to clean them up.
With a final score of 860, plus the credits earned previously, he easily broke through! Dark somehow acquired a large bag, stuffed all the snacks inside, and then carried the gifts forward like Santa Claus. Umbreon's state could be maintained for quite some time, so it needed to be fully utilized. Those three-star Ghosts were no match for Umbreon; a Shadow Ball was an enemy, and when its magic power was low, a quick dip into the moonlight produced another good Umbreon. The only problem was that Umbreon was uncontrollable, always having to wait for the Ghosts to pounce before being forced to fight back. This put Dark in a dangerous situation, a bittersweet experience. Finally, after Umbreon's first kill on a four-star Ghost, the effect of [Bliss 1] ended. Dark's credits also rose to 1230, undoubtedly placing him at the top of the first-year academy rankings! The second-ranked player was Doron, who had lost to him in a duel during break time. Just fifteen minutes ago, Doron was boasting about being number one in his class, but in the blink of an eye, he was caught up, and then the gap widened. "It's Dark, never mind then." Under the watchful eyes of his friends, Doron casually brushed it off, inwardly gritting his teeth. Coincidentally, on the third floor of the castle, Victor, relying on the power of the [Troll], was invincible, repeatedly charging down the corridor and quickly reaping credits. Thanks to Robert's cyborg ratman pulling monsters, his speed was also not slow. After an hour and a half of hard work, he steadily earned more credits than he could in a whole semester, and is now ranked second on the first-year leaderboard.
The first place went to a student from the Magic Academy. Clever people always find ways to gain more. It's not surprising that the Magic Academy is number one. Although Witt was somewhat unwilling, he felt relieved every time he looked at the first-year academy's rankings. However, this time, his eyelids twitched. Dark, who had been at the bottom of the list, had jumped straight to the top! Moreover, his total credits were only slightly less than those of the second-year students. Looking back, sure enough, Dark was now third on the overall first-year rankings! "What did he do—" Witt suddenly shouted. Fortunately, Dark's credit growth slowed down afterward, allowing him to regain his composure. However, with the large-scale hunting...
The number of ghosts on the second and third floors had gradually decreased. After several minutes without encountering a single ghost, Witt, in order to gain more credits, had no choice but to risk climbing to the fourth floor. Meanwhile, Dark had already reached the fifth floor!
The fifth floor has a large number of four-star ghosts, and there are even hidden five-star ghosts? Most of the third-year students are gathered on the fifth floor. Dark's goal this time is to trigger the hidden ghosts and, during the cooldown of [Elysium 1], use [Pot Pot] to kill as many bosses as possible and obtain core materials. But he had only been on the fifth floor for a short while when he suddenly noticed a little bear behind him!
Chapter 98 Darkdemon Reunited with the Princess
The little panda followed him stealthily. When he suddenly turned around, the little bear immediately darted into a side path. But with its short legs, it couldn't run fast, making it look rather comical. "Is it a person?" Dark thought to himself. Most likely someone wearing a bear costume, though he didn't know if they were a first or second year student. Judging from their height, they shouldn't be too old. "Don't follow me."
He called out from afar, then turned and continued walking. But after only a few steps, he heard rustling footsteps behind him again. This made him frown slightly, and he turned around and said, "So, what's the reason you're following me?" The little bear suddenly stiffened, then raised its paw and cried out, "Wow!" Dak: "How old are you?" Little Bear: "1 Dak: Little Bear: (><)
Dark's face darkened, and he crossed his arms, saying, "11 years old, so are you Anna or Angel Bear?" Anna Dark: "Angel, I guess." Little Bear: "Anna, come on!" Dak: "Never mind, where's your sister?" Princess Angie skipped over to Dak's side and pretended to say, "Trick or treat!" Dak then threw the bag of candy he was carrying to her. Angie caught it instinctively, but her hand suddenly felt heavy and she almost dropped it: "What is this?" Dak smiled: "The candy you wanted. Okay, now this bag of candy is yours. Go play by yourself, and don't bother me." Having finally gotten rid of the troublesome candy, Dak was naturally very happy. In the kingdom, he was, after all, the son of a duke. He had known the three lords since childhood. Just like little kids always like to follow their older sisters around, Dak had also clung to the eldest princess Elizabeth when he was little, but that was a long time ago. After all, there was at least a six-year age gap between them, and when Dak was just old enough to understand things, the eldest princess was already busy with her studies. And the ones he played with after that... They are twin princesses who are a year younger than each other. Because the second princess, Anna, was born with abundant magic, one time her magic suddenly went out of control, causing the toys around her to float up and hit Dark on the head. So Dark gave her the nickname "Old Witch".
And that was it. Dark's relationship with Anna deteriorated drastically, which in turn worsened his relationship with Angie. Around the age of seven, things completely turned sour. Dark grew increasingly wicked, and the princesses became increasingly mischievous. Five years passed in the blink of an eye, and unexpectedly, their next meeting outside of public places was in the corridors of St. Marian's Castle. Dark sighed slightly. Angie, on the other hand, had already placed the bag of candy on the ground and was excitedly untying the ropes to examine it. "Hey, Dark," Angie suddenly asked. Dark casually replied, "Oh." Angie continued, "How do you have so much candy? I'll follow you and help you pick it up, okay?" Dark: "No." Angie excitedly exclaimed—"Then it's settled!" Dark ignored her, and as she became engrossed in the magical Halloween candy, he took a step and ran off quickly! The teddy bear costume was clumsy to begin with. Angie saw that the despicable Dak was trying to escape. She immediately gave chase, but in a moment of carelessness, she kicked the candy bag to the ground, scattering a large amount of candy everywhere. Suddenly, an ominous aura filled the air. Dak, who had only run a short distance, abruptly stopped and listened intently. He heard a voice drifting from afar. The voice grew closer and clearer. "Where's my teddy bear?" "Who saw my teddy bear—" Dak turned sharply and saw, on the other side of the dark corridor, a gigantic teddy bear sticking out half its body. The teddy bear was a full three meters tall, its button-shaped eyes emitting a ghostly green flame. Its skin was pieced together from various colored fabrics, with a deep black aura constantly seeping from the seams. If that were all, it wouldn't be too terrifying. But the half of its body that followed was a pale skeleton with bits of flesh clinging to it! "Have you seen my little bear?" The hoarse voice seemed to pierce to the bone, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Hey, somewhere in the castle." Professor Lily Laplace was sprawled on the sofa, blowing bubbles, when suddenly—with a start—she sprang up like a fish. "No way, that kind of mechanism can be triggered?" Professor Lily instantly snapped back to reality, quickly placing a card on herself, and her entire being became ethereal. Then, the dragonfly wings on her back flapped, and she flew directly through the wall to the fifth floor of the castle. She wasn't panicked, but rather curious.
"Who on earth is so lucky as to trigger something like this?"
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As Angie turned around, Meng covered her mouth. A small, lion-like sprite poked its head out from the gap in her bear-skin cover. But Angie's eyes darted around, and she quickly stuffed the sprite sent by Principal Arte back into its cover, then let out a panicked scream. What a fantastic dolphin-like sound! However, as soon as she screamed, she caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye. The blond boy, completely different from her memory, dressed in luxurious clothes, had already passed by her, fearlessly charging towards the terrifying teddy bear zombie! "What a stroke of luck!" Dark suppressed his joy, a Magic Sprite Card already appearing between his two fingers. He was quite confident in dealing with these lone, hidden monsters. However, judging from the teddy bear zombie's voice, it seemed to be aimed at Angie the bear. Whether the trigger was a bear plus candy or "the bear scattering candy on the ground," he couldn't figure it out yet. whl But does it matter? No, it doesn't matter! Dark suddenly stopped, the Magic Spirit Card between his two fingers slicing across his chest. "Magic Summoning!"
A magical sprite resembling a small turtle appeared between the human and the bear.
Angie, who had stopped screaming, looked at the little red-shelled, yellow-skinned turtle and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is this Dark's magical sprite? It looks so lame!" At the same time, the lion-like sprite squeezed out of her finger again. But it blinked and suddenly stopped moving. A little fairy, like a ghost, poked its head out from the ceiling and winked at it.
"Found it, my little bear!" The teddy bear zombie completely ignored Potpot and Dark, its eyes fixed intently on the third princess dressed in a teddy bear costume. Without warning, it took off running, its pale skeleton enveloped in a black aura, looking ferocious and evil.
Chapter 99 Darkdemon is not a bear killer [15]
The hidden monster on the fifth floor of the castle, at least a five-star monster... Dark isn't actually the kind of person who's brave and fearless. His calmness stems from his confidence in his own magical spirit. Regardless of whether the opponent is five-star, six-star, or seven-star...
He has the power to fight! [Knooku] possesses incredible power within its small body. Despite its many weaknesses, it can be invincible if used skillfully. "Let's test the strength of a five-star hidden monster first!" Wuhl Dark drew two more cards from his pack, not in a hurry to summon them.
To attract the attention of the Ragdoll Zombie, Shuttle tried its best to provoke it. However, it was simply too small. The Ragdoll Zombie didn't take it seriously at all, and just ran forward with huge strides. With just one step, it leaped directly over its head. Dark's face darkened, and he quickly summoned [Magical Beast: Eevee]. Eevee materialized in the air and barked at it: "Eevee!" This bark was obviously more effective than Shuttle's chirping. The Ragdoll Zombie took the opportunity to raise its fan-sized paw and slap Eevee! If this slap had landed, Eevee would have been instantly reduced to ashes. Fortunately, it was agile enough to dodge it. "5.4, 31!" Dark silently counted the cooldown of the Normal Summoning spell and immediately began chanting. Five seconds later, [Pride] activated instantly, and a dark golden light shot towards Eevee. Having successfully lured the Puppet Zombie, Eevee's eyes changed instantly, and its spirit completely transformed. Although its physical appearance remained unchanged except for the addition of a crest on its head, its inner essence was entirely different.
Dark issued the command without hesitation. A dark golden light flashed in Eevee's eyes, an arrogant condescension penetrating the heart of the Ragdoll Zombie through their eye contact. In that instant, even the five-star Ghost-level Ragdoll Zombie couldn't resist the two-star Eevee's [Round Eye]. That arrogance, as if sitting atop a star overlooking the world, inflicted immense frustration on the Ragdoll Zombie. 2—Instantly losing its attack. Eevee landed smoothly, catching its breath slightly. But the effect of [Round Eye] didn't last long. After regaining its senses, the Ragdoll Zombie suddenly became enraged, roaring furiously. It finally abandoned its bear cub, targeting the Eevee that had given it endless humiliation! This was clearly what Dark wanted to see. Immediately afterward, the Ragdoll Zombie raised its Ragdoll-form right paw and forcefully grabbed at its skull-form left chest, tearing out the beating black heart! Then, under Dark's incomprehensible gaze, it used its own heart as a bomb and hurled it at Eevee! Ultimate move: Black Heart Bomb!
The sound of the explosion echoed for a long time in the dimly lit corridor. The Ragdoll Zombie pounded its chest and roared excitedly. But when the smoke cleared, what appeared before it was a Shuttle with slightly reduced magic power! Clearly, the attack power of [Heartbomb 1] had exceeded Shuttle's defensive capabilities. This Ragdoll Zombie was top-tier even among five-star Spectres! Eevee, appearing from behind Shuttle, patted its own chest—its facial expression twitching slightly. It had just used [Mimic], but the skill it mimicked required ripping out its heart to unleash—a truly unreasonable demand!
The pot-shaped object taunted again. This time, it finally succeeded in drawing the teddy bear zombie's aggro.
Seeing that the Ragdoll Zombie's attention was completely focused on Shuckle, Dark finally breathed a sigh of relief. Perfect! In his view, Shuckle's biggest weakness was its small size and slow speed. Even if summoned in the arena, opponents could easily ignore it. But once the opponent stopped ignoring it, then it was all over. The Ragdoll Zombie before him was undoubtedly a perfect example.
As it charged at Potpot in its rage, Potpot immediately used [Power Divide], halving the Ragdoll Zombie's power. An attack that was originally beyond its defensive capabilities suddenly became insignificant. The Ragdoll Zombie's subsequent "Full-Force Stomp" became nothing more than "a kitten kneading its paws." After enduring this stomp, Potpot immediately used [Power Trick], converting its defense and attack power together.
→Attack: 2200 →Defense: With a full 2200 attack power, [Potpot] possesses a counterattack capability surpassing that of a three-star card. Its tentacles curled into fists, slamming into the Ragdoll Zombie's left leg! "Crack! The pale, bony leg instantly developed cracks like shattered glass. The already decaying bones could no longer support the Ragdoll Zombie's heavy body. It shattered instantly!"
The ragdoll zombie, now missing its left leg, collapsed with a roar. Eevee pounced like the wind, biting its button-shaped eye, which was burning with soul fire, and then, with a sudden tilt of its head, ripped it off! With only one eye left, the ragdoll zombie could no longer cause any trouble. Two minutes later, this five-star hidden ghost was completely destroyed. [Credits +100] Eevee-chan lightly leaped down, picked up the gift box, and delivered it to Dark. Dark took the gift box, gently patted its head, and Eevee-chan arrogantly turned its head away: "Eevee!"
"What's this?" Dark opened the gift box and saw a black button. It reminded him of the button-shaped eyes of the teddy bear zombie. "In any case, since it's a drop from a five-star hidden ghost, it must be something special." Dark carefully put it into the fold of his card holder before turning around. Just then, he saw the little bear carrying a bag of candy sneaking away! Dark smiled. He had actually noticed the little lion elf when he rushed past Angie earlier. Since Professor Arte's elf was protecting her, he naturally didn't need to worry about her safety.
He slipped away unnoticed, and Dark continued on his way, targeting lone four-star monsters! While gaining points, wh also continuously absorbed combat experience through intense battles. For lower-year students, the masquerade ball actually offers many additional benefits; in short, he reaped a rich reward.
"Hehe." After observing Dark for a while longer, Professor Lily also secretly slipped back.
The masquerade ball is still going on.
Apart from the squid and pufferfish, the other members of the cult were operating relatively smoothly. Several couples had already disappeared without a trace.
Chapter 100 Saint Marian is graced with blood
As the clock struck nine, Dark was lying in wait in an empty classroom on the fifth floor of the castle. After nearly an hour of hunting, he had a fairly good understanding of the distribution of ghosts in this small area. There weren't many four-star lone ghosts. As for three-star hordes of ghosts, well, there were four waves left.
The four groups of monsters were a lake ghost that spewed frost winds, a lizardman assassin skilled in the Dragon Drill, a banshee who was good at screaming, and a minotaur dwarf wielding a small axe. The most troublesome of them was undoubtedly the lake ghost! Since the little monster was likely too weak to fly due to the frost winds, Dark only sent it to lure the other three groups. He himself remained in the classroom, replenishing Eevee's mana while waiting. Speaking of replenishing mana? At this point, most first-year students' mana reserves were almost depleted. Only those with deep mana like Dark and Witt, and those with masterful mana management like Emma and Saraswati, still had considerable mana remaining. Therefore, the rankings at this point were basically set. For example, in the first-year academy rankings, Dark was firmly at the top. In the overall first-year rankings, he had climbed to second place. The original number one magic academy student had gradually fallen behind due to insufficient mana management, and had even been overtaken by Emma, Saraswati, and others. Although Dark didn't care much about these things, he would occasionally check the rankings to see where Diana and Rose were, and also glance at Pandora's ranking. Diana was steadily climbing the ranks in the first-year academy, but Rose had fallen off the list. As for Pandora, she had transcended the grade rankings and was now competing for the overall championship with fifth and sixth-year students! She was ranked twelfth overall, practically the top twelve out of all six grades at St. Mary's Academy. She was currently ranked third! Keep in mind, she had only completed half of her academy years.
"Here it comes!" The cold wind blowing in from the window made Dark realize that Impmon had once again provoked some monster it shouldn't have. He summoned Eevee, this time hiding behind the curtains at the back of the classroom. "Save!" x1a
This time, Impmon screamed as it rushed into the classroom, just like before. But before it could finish reciting the Thirteen Deadly Rescues, one of its wings was hit by a frost wind, revealing white frost. Its expression froze instantly, and its flight speed slowed down. Then, the lizardman assassin nimbly rushed in, picked up a knife made of sharp "horns," and stabbed Impmon hard in the back. Impmon screamed, its potential erupted, and it leaped forward a few more meters, finally reaching the windowsill. But just as it climbed onto the windowsill, a swarm of small axes suddenly flew from behind, startling it so much that it slid over the wall, countless small axes flying over its head and disappearing into the night sky.
The banshee's howl echoed throughout the classroom, shaking down countless specks of dust.
This time, Dark didn't even find a chance to escape the classroom, so he had to bite the bullet and use [Elysium 1], followed by "Precision Throw," to throw Eevee into the midst of the ghosts. But this time, the effect of [Elysium 1] was better than the last. Both the Snow Maiden and the Banshee stopped attacking and frequently let out "whimpering" cries. The Umbreon, which evolved in mid-air, instantly unleashed its power upon landing after finding its master. Something darker than darkness, something deeper than night, submerged in the flow of time, granting equal destruction to all foolish things that block its way! [Dark Pulse]! "Lake Ghost 3 stars, Lizardman Assassin 3 stars, Screaming Banshee 3 stars, Minotaur 3 stars, total 76, 30 credits per character, 230 credits gained in one go, more than doubled! "However, it seems that the 3-star ghosts are already the limit for Umbreon, and further improvement would be dangerous." "And with fewer and fewer ghosts, it'll be hard to find a suitable spot for a mass kill by 10:30." Even though it's only a little past 9, it seems today's harvest is almost complete. Dark quickly estimated from behind the curtains: Before this, his new credits barely exceeded 2000; after this wave, he should have 4300 credits. If he makes good use of the remaining time in [Bliss 1], he can climb another hill. Because of his experience from the first time, this time he left the Impmon to deal with the candy while he quickly rushed to the next point. He already knew the locations of the remaining four-star ghosts around WHL. It's time for another harvest!
- Only after increasing the new credits to 4500 did Dark retrieve the degenerated Eevee into his Magic Card. With the completion of the six-pointed star mana replenishment circle, he gently manipulated Eevee's little belly to quickly replenish its mana. "Chirp-hoo—" Next, he wanted to continue to higher floors, stepping over the mountains of corpses and seas of blood cleared by the upperclassmen, to see a wider world of poetry and distant horizons. There was actually a clever trick to dealing with the monsters. If you didn't provoke them, but merely passed by them, then as long as you offered some candy, you wouldn't be attacked temporarily. Dark scattered candy all the way from the fifth floor to the sixth, then to the seventh, and finally to the eighth. Here, he was extremely cautious, basically only walking towards areas where large amounts of candy were falling. The upperclassmen didn't seem to understand the principle of "every grain is hard-earned," scattering candy all over the ground without picking it up. With no other option, the hardworking and simple-minded Dark opened his bag and enjoyed the feeling of Mario collecting coins. As the bag filled more and more candy, Dark could barely carry it and had to drag it along the ground. Around 9:30, the Impmon that was scouting ahead suddenly screamed and ran back. Dark's expression hardened, and he saw a large swarm of bats following behind the Impmon! He quickly dragged the bag of candy into a small path by the wall, and only after the Impmon and the swarm of bats had passed did he find an opportunity to recall it into his Sorting Card and release it again. "What happened?" Dark asked in a low voice. The Impmon said breathlessly, "It's been summoned, Myotismon!"
Located in the center of the castle's [floor number]. Several upperclassmen, their faces beaming with excitement, surrounded the hidden boss of the [floor number]—the Vampire Count! To trigger it, these upperclassmen had worked tirelessly all night, activating and defeating all the hidden monsters in the eight corners of the [floor number], finally obtaining one summoning stone and summoning the Vampire Count at this blood altar! As the most prestigious B05S-rank monster at the masquerade ball, the Vampire Count not only offers a huge amount of academic credits, but also, as is customary, has a chance to drop related core materials! For example, a vampire fang! wh.
Chapter 101 Saint Marian Ushers in the Great Treasure Hunt
Of course, what the ghosts will reveal ultimately depends on what the professors put inside.
Like a cat that's caught a whiff of fish, Dak dropped the large bag of candy into a classroom and crept over. He wasn't trying to steal anything, just wanted to see what the vampire Bo Li could possibly produce. If it really was vampire fangs, he might try to negotiate and exchange them for so-called "vampire fangs," an alchemical product obtained by sealing vampire power within fangs. When vampires suck the blood of their prey, they insert their fangs into the prey's blood vessels. To make blood-sucking easier, they inject a hormone to calm the prey. If the prey is of noble, pure blood, the hormone will also contain magical factors, putting the prey into a state of ecstasy, making them the vampire's most loyal captive in that state.
In other words, the closer a vampire's bloodline is to the First Embrace, the more effective their fangs become. In the previous era, vampire fangs were not uncommon. After all, vampires replace their teeth every hundred years. But with the extinction of the demon race, vampire fangs have become rare and limited, especially since pure-blooded vampires are already few in number, and even fewer have survived.
According to Dark's understanding, a vampire fang is a type of headpiece that can transform "rage" into "ecstasy," provided that its original owner possesses sufficiently pure vampire blood. Therefore, it is not a necessity, but rather a suppressor and a converting agent for crucial moments.
Continuing on with a glimmer of hope, Dark noticed an increasing number of upperclassmen gathering around. The aura emanating from the Vampire Count at his birth was simply too powerful. Anyone with a keen sense of magic would be immediately drawn to him. In the blink of an eye, several upperclassmen had gathered around the Blood Altar in the center of the first floor. However, everyone followed an unwritten rule, merely observing without taking any action. They would only intervene if the upperclassmen who successfully summoned the Vampire Count encountered danger or were defeated during their fight against the boss. At that point, the boss would essentially become unclaimed property; whoever got their hands on it would own it!
Dark, arriving later, finally witnessed the prowess of the upperclassmen. Each of their magical spirits was at least at the second tier, their powerful aura evident even from their appearance. Many of these magical spirits were even unheard-of exclusive spirits. Dark recalled Impmon into his Sorting Card and cautiously followed behind the upperclassmen. Through the gaps between them, he clearly saw the Vampire Count atop the Blood Altar. "No wonder Impmon called it a Vampiremon; it does look quite like one. But it seems all vampire nobles look like this." Blood continued to gush from the altar. "Blood is power!" Above the rolling fountain of blood, a pale-faced vampire count, draped in a crimson blood-red cloak, roared with outstretched arms. Above his head, a sea of blood churned, swarms of bats—and one after another, blood beasts emerged from the blood, fearlessly attacking the upperclassmen who had "summoned" him. There were five upperclassmen in total, their grades indistinguishable due to their lack of uniforms. However, all of them possessed extraordinary strength. The five upperclassmen each stood in a corner.
Each person possesses at least three magical spirits. The blood beasts born from the sea of blood are all ferocious behemoths of at least six stars.
But the five upperclassmen continued to steadily and quickly eliminate the blood beasts. They proceeded unhurriedly, attempting to weaken the vampire count's power in this way—blood was the source of its power! When the sea of blood that generated the blood beasts was completely depleted, that would be the time of the vampire count's demise. → Otherwise, it might be able to continuously regenerate! Every bat that flew out was a clone of it.
It will reappear in any corner of the castle after its rebirth. Therefore, it cannot be killed until the sea of blood is completely purified.
Even Darker could understand this principle, so there was no reason why the older students shouldn't. Therefore, after two or three minutes, more and more students realized that the battle against this vampire count would be an extremely tedious and lengthy affair.
So, as people arrived, they also left. Only Dark continued to watch with great interest. He watched with rapt attention everything—the blood beasts born from the sea of blood, the strength displayed by the five as they vanquished them, even the vampire count's increasingly pale face and perpetually cold eyes. Sure enough, when the blood spring stopped flowing and the sea of blood above the vampire count's head was nearing its end, a strange thing happened! The dignified vampire count, without any dignity, self-destructed!
The blood wave from the explosion engulfed the magical spirits. The five senior students, each employing their own methods and paying a certain price, perfectly avoided the damage from the self-destruction. However, their nightly plan to defeat the boss had failed miserably! At the start of the summoning, they didn't know that tonight's hidden boss would be the Vampire Count, so they released a large number of bats. Those bats, as expected, became a hidden danger and have now erupted. No one will stop attacking just because they summoned the Vampire Count. This time, it's truly a matter of whoever gets it first!
No matter how angry and helpless the five upperclassmen were, they successfully launched a great treasure hunt. Whoever finds the bat that the vampire count was reborn from will obtain the vampire's treasure! The masquerade ball, which was gradually heading towards its end, became interesting once again.
Dark re-released Impmon and jogged off in the direction the bats had flown. Although he didn't recognize...
I thought I'd be the lucky one, but who doesn't have a bit of a treasure-hunting spirit?
The news spread like wildfire. The lower-year students, who had stopped hunting due to insufficient magic, resumed their activities. The entire castle was revitalized. Students discussed the contributions of the five upper-year students, excitedly searching every corner of the castle. Virtold opened the leaderboard and saw "Darkdemon," who had suddenly surged to the top of the first-year rankings just over half an hour ago. He gritted his teeth and joined the treasure hunt! Diana and Rose, Little Tiger and Xiao Kang...
Even the members of the cult were excited. The more scattered the students were, the greater their chances. The squid and the pufferfish continued their struggle towards their goal!
Chapter 102 Saint Marian is swept away by the cult [16]
Everything was happening amidst excited shouts. Everything was happening in complete silence.
Countless bats hiding in the corners of the castle became the target of the students' frantic search. Whether they were bats released by the vampire count or bats already present in the castle, even the bat-like little devil monsters almost became targets. Dark retrieved the candy bag from the classroom and followed the direction the bats had flown. As the candy in the bag dwindled, he successfully found a few bats. But after eliminating them, nothing was found. "Looks like my luck isn't as good as I thought." Around 10 o'clock, Dark retreated from the upper floor to the seventh floor. Then, at 10:20, he retreated from the seventh floor to the sixth floor. By 10:40, he was back on the fifth floor. Nearly an hour had passed since the vampire count's self-destruction, but there seemed to be no news of anyone finding any of the "special bats." This was difficult to understand given the students' fervent search. "Could it have escaped into some secret passage?" Dark couldn't help but mutter.
The cult's operation proceeded smoothly. Except for Squid and Pufferfish, who were still lingering, the other four members had all made their gains. Although not everyone could successfully capture the target of three couples, this target itself was a form of insurance. Because the All Saints' Feast only truly required seven couples as sacrifices; the others were merely backup plans. Human emotions are very subtle and difficult to understand. No one knows whether two people who were initially deeply in love might suddenly become less so at some point. Or perhaps what appeared to be genuine affection was just a facade—a performance the cult members couldn't afford to gamble with. Therefore, they set a target three times higher, attempting to reduce the probability of failure through sheer numbers. The appearance of the "Vampire Treasure" brought them both convenience and trouble. People began appearing at various secret passage entrances. But they successfully avoided those risks and ultimately delivered the captured couples into the temple. At 1:00 PM, all members except Squid and Pufferfish had returned to the temple. Sixteen couples were captured in total, more than twice the actual target. These couples were tied back-to-back, two by two. Their card holders were all confiscated, and the Sorting Cards that would reveal their location were thrown outside the secret passage. The cult didn't gag them, but it seemed they'd found cursing useless; the shouting had stopped. Sixteen couples, thirty-two people in total. They were temporarily crammed into a corner of the temple, where they could see the lifelike, snow-white, delicate statue of the goddess. Many were drawn to the statue, their attention captivated. A silence fell, as if their souls had been sucked away. If only the statue existed there, it would at least evoke a sense of the sacred.
However, the marine-themed leather suits revealed when the cult members removed their black robes were incredibly eerie, exuding an aura of malevolence. One of the more lucid girls couldn't help but ask the only female member of the cult—Miss Moray Eel—whom she had heard earlier. "P-please tell me, what will you do with us? You'll be used as human sacrifices!" Miss Moray Eel's voice had changed, becoming chillingly like that of an old witch. But the girl suddenly widened her eyes: "Betty, it really is you!" "Betty? You must have mistaken me for someone else." "Miss Eel said nonchalantly. The girl named "Jenny" immediately stammered, "Betty, you can't do this to me! We're friends!" Miss Eel remained unfazed, saying, "Yes, there are indeed women in this world who will steal their best friend's boyfriend." Miss Jenny's expression froze for a long time before she managed to squeeze out, "He likes me too. Oh, right." Miss Eel let out a chilling laugh, "So I brought you all here!" "Hehehe, it's all over, Jenny! No!"
Outside the secret passage. The squid and pufferfish, having failed repeatedly, were completely enraged. Unable to catch even a single couple, they were too ashamed to return to the temple, so they remained wandering outside even at the appointed time. They looked exactly like middle-aged men who, after being fired, pretended to still have a job and whiled away the time in the garden. Suddenly, the squid grabbed the pufferfish and pulled him into a corner. Just as the pufferfish was wondering what was going on, two first-year students appeared outside the secret passage. After bringing Robert here, Witt, as if having made a great decision, revealed his secret: "It's like this, actually, there's something I've been keeping from you!"
Robert was momentarily stunned, but then exclaimed excitedly, "I know, and I also have something I've been keeping from you!" "What?" Witt was dumbfounded. Robert continued rambling, "I knew it! We're best friends, how could you keep something from me all this time! Tell me, let's tell you together!" Witt said, "Oh, well, why don't you go first?" Robert replied, "Of course you go first. My secret is built on your secret." Witt said helplessly, "Then I'll go first. Actually, I found a secret passage here. You see, no one has found that special bat yet, I suspect it went into the secret passage." After waiting for a while, Robert frowned and said, "Just a secret passage." Witt exclaimed in surprise, "What do you mean, just a secret passage? This is my biggest secret. Anyway, I've told you, what about yours?" Robert said, "Ah, well, actually I don't have any secrets." Witt said, "Never mind, do you think we should go look in the secret passage? I really want to surpass Dark!" Robert said, "Of course, I'll help you!"
The squid, hiding in the corner, had a deep gaze. He suddenly whispered to the pufferfish, "Look, aren't they a good match?" The pufferfish was completely confused: "What do you mean, 'a good match'?" The squid's tone was sinister.
Kuaiyi: "Let's go catch them, their relationship must be amazing!"
A wisp of smoke silently drifted out. Witt and Robert were still talking, so engrossed in the word "secret" that they didn't notice anything amiss. They each inhaled the smoke. A dozen seconds later, Robert suddenly leaned against the wall, looking bewildered, and asked, "What's wrong? I feel a little dizzy." Witt rubbed his forehead vigorously and said, "I feel a little dizzy too. Am I too tired?"
Chapter 103 Darkdemon Attempts to Become a Detective
"Looks like it's working." They didn't seem to realize it was the sleep-inducing effect of the bedtime potion. "They're first-year students after all." "First-year students are great!"
Seeing that Witt and Robert had actually won, Squid and Pufferfish almost burst into tears of joy. But after experiencing multiple defeats, they had also grown. Squid successfully suppressed the urge to rush out and grabbed Pufferfish, saying, "No, we need to be more careful. We can't let it all go to waste." Then he took out a new Magical Spirit card from his card pack and said in a sinister voice, "They're still too young to hide cards on their person. If we take their card packs, they're lambs to the slaughter." "Good, I'll try too." Pufferfish took a step back and also took out a Magical Spirit card. Immediately afterward, two small Magical Spirits emerged from their Magical Spirit cards. Then, seizing the opportunity, they suddenly shot out. Squid's Magical Spirit was a water monkey, and Pufferfish's Magical Spirit was a fat rat. Both Magical Spirits were extremely fast, bursting out suddenly, almost invisible to the naked eye. Caught off guard, Robert had no time to react before the water monkey snatched his card pouch by slicing the strap with its claws! The fat rat did the same, but Witt suddenly dodged, and the fat rat's claws missed the strap. Instead, they cut a huge gash in the card pouch, and Witt's magic cards tumbled out with a clatter.
Among them were Sorting Cards, [Magical Beast: Stag], [Troll], and several other newly made magic cards. The moment the cards fell, Witt's mind cleared instantly, and he lunged at the flying [Troll]! But a dark shadow suddenly flashed past him, sending the [Troll] flying! Seeing his attempt fail, Pufferfish had already rushed out with his other magical spirit, [Pufferfish Man 1]. [Pufferfish Man 1], with its two hairy legs, shot out bristles from its body, preventing Witt from picking up the cards. "It's you again!" Witt's gaze swept over Pufferfish, instantly fixing on the squid that had just emerged from the corner. "So what if it's me?" The squid slowly walked out, followed by the giant [Three-Eyed Squid]. Witt felt an unprecedented surge of anger: "Don't forget who let you go before!" The squid said grimly, "Of course I remember, I remember every bruise on my body!" Even if you release me to avoid solitary confinement, it cannot wash away the immense humiliation you have inflicted upon me! Son of the hero, you and your henchmen will fall into the abyss! Witt's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but think of the book "Into the Abyss." He turned his back, and "Forbidden Love" slid out from a hidden compartment in his sleeve. Seeing the squid approaching, he suddenly swung "Forbidden Love" in front of him, roaring, "The abyss does not welcome you!" The pink mist emerging from "Forbidden Love" condensed into the silhouette of a woman, instantly lunging at the giant "Three-Eyed Squid!" As the three eyes of the "Three-Eyed Squid" took shape, Witt was overjoyed! The squid itself, however, was completely unaware until the "Three-Eyed Squid," which had once belonged to him, used its tentacles to lift him up. Only then did his face change drastically, his expression turning panicked: "Squid, save me!" A gleeful smile appeared on Witt's face, and he immediately ordered the Three-Eyed Squid to attack another person. He himself took the opportunity to pick up the cards. However, as soon as he bent down, dozens of spikes shot out, pinning the ground at his feet! The pufferfish glanced at the squid bound by its magical spirit and cursed, "Useless!" From initially following the squid's lead to now confirming the truth, the pufferfish had gone through a long psychological journey. Almost without hesitation, it unleashed its [Pufferfish Man 1], launching countless spikes at the [Three-Eyed Squid]. Each spike was coated with black venom, almost all of which penetrated the [Three-Eyed Squid]'s body! The [Three-Eyed Squid] stubbornly ran forward a few steps. But the pufferfish toxin inside its body erupted, causing it to stiffen instantly and vomit a large amount of poisonous ink.
Witt never imagined Scott's Three-Eyed Squid would be so useless. His expression changed drastically. Scott, having broken free from the Three-Eyed Squid's restraints, immediately screamed, "Water Monkey!" The water monkey with its extremely long arms raised its head and sprayed a stream of water. Witt quickly raised his arms to block the water, but was still forced backward by the impact. The magic cards on the ground were also washed away by the water. Robert, who was only now beginning to regain his senses, instinctively grabbed a magic card that rushed towards him. Without thinking, he threw the magic card at Witt: "Witt, catch!" Witt was overjoyed upon hearing this, grabbed it with his backhand, and instantly unleashed a powerful roar: "Magic Summoning!" A few seconds later, the light released from the magic card materialized, and a creamy yellow fur ball fell to the ground. The fluffy ball fell to the ground with a "plop," sticking out its very long and thin pink tongue. It subconsciously licked the water stains on the ground and made a cute squeaking sound. This was a magical sprite that Victor had hastily made using materials from the 10-credit store—Puffy Fluffy!
The desperate screams of Victor and Robert echoed down the corridor once more.
Dark, who was walking this way, vaguely heard some noises. He sniffed the air and called to Impmon to hurry over. But when he arrived, all that remained in the passageway leading to the secret passage was a puddle of water and a few magic cards soaking in it. "Go, scout it out." Dark didn't leave easily, but instead sent Impmon to investigate as usual. After Impmon flew around and returned, he went to the puddle of water and picked up the magic cards from it. [Magical Beast: Stag], [Troll], [Mana Potion] x2. Further away was a [Puffing]. A total of five magic cards. "Stag, Troll, aren't these Virtold's magic cards? How did they end up here?" Dark looked towards the wall following the remaining water. He hesitated and said, "Is this the entrance to the secret passage?"
Dark began his analysis. "Judging from the way the magic cards were scattered on the ground, Witt..."
This secret passage probably wasn't entered voluntarily. "Were they forced in, or have they already been captured?" "His vigilance is strong; he shouldn't be so easily captured." "These magic cards were likely dropped after a sneak attack." "But Robert's cards aren't inside. They're always together; perhaps they still have a fighting chance." "Ultimately, is their opponent a monster or a human?" "They couldn't have been driven to the brink by a monster, could they?" "So, in the end, should I stick with this story or not?"
Chapter 104 The Darkdemon Spying Cult
Although Dark said he was just "watching the show," now was clearly not the time to think about that. He only pondered for a moment, then winked at the imp, found the entrance to the secret passage, and channeled magic into it. As the walls rippled like water, the imp plunged in. A few minutes later, it poked its head out from the wall again: "Safe! Dark—" He immediately darted inside. The torches on both sides of the passage were already lit, which could easily give away their presence. But there wasn't a good way to avoid it at the moment. He glanced at the ground and noticed traces of water in the passage, indicating that someone had entered recently. He followed the water trail. Finally, at a fork in the road, the water trail disappeared. But after reaching this point, Dark was almost certain that the other party's destination was the temple!
He quickened his pace along the route to the temple. Dark soon arrived at the spot where he had fought Witt, then turned a corner. He found the road leading directly to the temple brightly lit. Several bats, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, flew into the temple following the light, and a faint commotion could be heard. "It seems to be some kind of gathering," Dark observed briefly, then chose to take a detour.
Finally, after a few minutes, they approached the vicinity of the temple. Unsure if anyone was hiding outside, Dark didn't get too close, stopping only about ten meters from the temple at a corner to observe. Peeking out slightly, he could already see shadowy figures and a dense crowd inside the temple. "Is that the Seafood Cult?" Dark's mind raced, realizing that Witt had likely been captured and brought here by the cult. Although he knew little about the cult, he could guess some of the things they might do if he used his brain. "Worship, sacrifices, or something else?"
Suddenly, a colossal roar, seemingly capable of piercing the entire castle, erupted from directly above. Caught off guard, Dark instinctively covered his ears and retreated. Immediately afterward, an equally piercing dragon's roar echoed through the night sky, startling the students within the castle. Dark was momentarily confused, only noticing that others in the temple were also frightened. A few even rushed out, only to retreat again moments later. The roar from above was abruptly cut off, and the surroundings fell into a deathly silence. Dark pressed himself against the wall, holding his breath, before regaining his composure. He quickly realized that no one was hiding outside the temple. As for the beast's roar from above, it was highly likely that the final boss on the ninth floor of the castle had been summoned. This was a recurring event every Halloween—not surprising.
Dark sent out a little devil to scout ahead. After confirming that no one was hiding outside, he carefully made his way along the wall to the temple entrance. Once there, the sounds from inside were very clear. Although the view was relatively narrow, he could still glimpse a corner of the temple.
Dark glanced at it and was immediately shocked. He had suspected the cult's actions, but he never expected them to target students. "Since Professor Cazell has already investigated, he shouldn't have allowed this to happen!" But the facts were undeniable. A quick glance revealed more than ten pairs of male and female students bound inside. Dark immediately spotted Robert on the outermost edge. He was tied to another girl, his mouth stuffed with a rag. But he seemed to be in good spirits, his eyes wide open, quite imposing. Scott, dressed in an octopus suit, stood in front of him, chin in hand. Unfortunately, Dark didn't find Witt among them. He wondered if she was tied up in some other corner.
Aside from Scott, who was in charge of guarding the prisoner cells, the other members of the cult were busy. They were drawing extremely complex magical circuits around the goddess statue, and placing magical candles with special patterns carved on them at the nodes. Once the setup was complete, a cult member wearing a moray eel headdress walked over, looking at Robert and the girl behind him with great interest. She asked curiously, "Is this the couple you captured?" Scott said proudly, "Don't worry, they definitely meet the criteria." The moray eel nodded slightly, "That's good. After tonight, everything will change." Scott also said excitedly, "As long as the goddess is resurrected, we will be her most devout followers, and they will all sing our praises." The moray eel smiled, "I don't have such grand ambitions. I'd be satisfied if I could make all the unfaithful people in the world die." Scott
A while later.
A person dressed in a starfish leather jacket appeared in Dark's field of vision. After circling the couples, he reached down and touched something, and a magic card appeared at his fingertips.
"Magic Summoning." The couple's last whisper vanished completely. whl→ It was a [Silence Card]! This discovery made Dark even more vigilant. Someone capable of crafting a [Silence Card] must be one of the best among the senior students? It seems not all members of this cult are as useless as Scott. Mr. Starfish didn't stop there. He immediately took out a tiny bottle, his lips moved a few times, and a drop of crystal-clear liquid emerged from it. Among the bound couple, someone seemed to recognize the origin of this liquid and suddenly struggled and roared. But his voice was silenced by the [Silence Card], not a single sound escaped. wh Mr. Starfish smiled: "As expected of Anthony Yu, even recognizing the Soul-Stealing Water." The man struggled even more violently! But Mr. Starfish then flicked his finger, and the drop of Soul-Stealing Water was shot into the man's brow. The man instantly stopped struggling, his pupils dilated, and he lost consciousness. wuh
Dark, who was hiding outside, frowned.
He discovered he had encountered another blind spot in his knowledge? What exactly is the "Potion of Loss"?
It seemed he wasn't the only one. Apart from Antonio and the sixteen other members of the cult, the rest clearly didn't know what the Poison of Souls was. But that didn't stop them from struggling desperately after seeing Antonio's fate. Several even managed to break their ropes and lunge at the cult members.
But without magic cards, they were suppressed again after only two minutes. Mr. Starfish dripped a drop of Soul-Loss Water onto their foreheads. As the Soul-Loss Water seeped into their brains, everyone lost their senses.
Despite wanting to act several times, Dark's rational thinking prevailed, and he ultimately refrained from doing so.
Chapter 105 The Moon Goddess Opens Her Eyes
There were a total of seventeen couples, thirty-four people. The M cult didn't differentiate between them, but instead moved them all into the sacrificial circle in front of the idol. Under the influence of the Soul-Stealing Potion, all thirty-four people lost their minds, were dazed, and felt heavy. The cult members only used magical spirits to suppress the resistance, and then quickly recalled them; now they were moving them by manpower. whl+ six cult members, one person carrying two people, weren't slow. The couples were still paired up, back to back, head to head.
After all the couples were settled, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Starfish said with satisfaction, "Everything is ready. Now we just need to wait for the bell to ring." After that, the members of the cult knelt down before the statue and prayed silently.
Outside the temple. Dark cautiously peeked out. All sixteen members of the cult faced the statue, praying earnestly. From the outside, only their backs could be seen. "This might be an opportunity. If I use [Evil Pulse 1], I might be able to take them all down in an instant," whl
Dark's mind raced with thoughts. But in the end, he dismissed them. The [Elysium] series of magic cards would cause the power of the idol to be reversed; using them here would be suicidal. And if even one member of the cult dared to act rashly, he, a first-year student, would find himself in serious trouble. The most threatening one would be Starfish, who was clearly a central figure in the cult.
In fact, the best course of action in this situation would be to notify the professor. Since Professor Cazell is not intervening for unknown reasons, then we should contact other professors! But there doesn't seem to be enough time.
The cult looked ready to act at any moment. By the time they called the professors, everything would be over. What exactly were they trying to do? If they were so devout in resurrecting the goddess, why didn't they go to the Holy Land? And was the so-called goddess so easily resurrected? Dark couldn't understand it. The behavior of these cult members was strange. "It's already around 11:50 PM. Are they waiting for midnight—the last moment of Holy Night—Halloween?" "What should I do?" What could I do? Dark shrank back, leaning against the wall, thinking quickly. "What did the book say?" In this situation, "First, assess your own strengths."
"Think about what you have," "What you can do," "Think about your escape route before you do it?" Mandak gradually had some ideas.
He gradually calmed down, the trace of panic in his eyes quickly disappearing, replaced by composure. Before this, he had never imagined that his mental fortitude had improved to this extent. Neither in his previous life nor in this one, he had never been someone who could calmly think things through while standing under a crumbling wall. But now, he seemed able to detach himself from his emotions and think objectively. Cowardice was useless.
Anger only has the opposite effect.
He was like a child who had suddenly stumbled into a slaughterhouse, ready to snatch the butcher's knife from the adults' hands.
Time passes bit by bit.
The members of the order began in silent prayer, gradually moving to aloud prayers. From their mouths flowed unheard-of languages and prayers—clear and rapid, sacred and beautiful. Each person's prayer seemed different, like the individual instruments in a symphony.
Each group had its own rhythm, yet together they created an exquisite melody. The prayers of the cult members transformed into sacred songs. One after another, incantations materialized, pulsating around the statue. These were white, black, and gold runes, interspersed with an alluring pink at the center. Wisps of mist gradually rose. It was a pale pink mist seeping from the statue.