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Chapter 170: Storms on the Horizon · Nov 01, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Total Chaos 2026-11-01
152 Chapter 152: The Hollow 2026-11-01
153 Chapter 153: Demon and King 2026-11-01
154 Chapter 154: Beyond the Veil (1) 2026-11-01
155 Chapter 155: Beyond the Veil (2) 2026-11-01
156 Chapter 156: More Trouble Ahead (1) 2026-11-01
157 Chapter 157: More Trouble Ahead (2) 2026-11-01
158 Chapter 158: Between Reality and Illusion (1) 2026-11-01
159 Chapter 159: Between Reality and Illusion (2) 2026-11-01
160 Chapter 160: The Demon Prince 2026-11-01
161 Chapter 161: The Island Trial (1) 2026-11-01
162 Chapter 162: The Island Trial (2) 2026-11-01
163 Chapter 163: Daemon Valerion 2026-11-01
164 Chapter 164: Surrounded by Foes 2026-11-01
165 Chapter 165: Complete Chaos 2026-11-01
166 Chapter 166: The First Step into the Island Trial 2026-11-01
167 Chapter 167: Towards Another Hell 2026-11-01
168 Chapter 168: When the Nightmare Begins 2026-11-01
169 Chapter 169: Dominance of the First Years 2026-11-01
170 Chapter 170: Storms on the Horizon 2026-11-01
171 Chapter 171: Clash Beneath the Wing of Night 2026-11-01
172 Chapter 172: Clash of the Elite (1) 2026-11-01
173 Chapter 173: Clash of the Elite (2) 2026-11-01
174 Chapter 174: Clash of the Elite (3) 2026-11-01
175 Chapter 175: Nightmare of Mensis 2026-11-01
176 Chapter 176: The True Trial 2026-11-01
177 Chapter 177: The Awaited Showdown 2026-11-01
178 Chapter 178: Snow Lionheart vs Daemon Valerion 2026-11-01
179 Chapter 179: Pride of a Warrior 2026-11-01
180 Chapter 180: Cold war 2026-11-01
181 Chapter 181: The True Predator 2026-11-01
182 Chapter 182: Dragon and Serpent 2026-11-01
183 Chapter 183: Approaching the End 2026-11-01
184 Chapter 184: The Princess’s Move 2026-11-01
185 Chapter 185: Twists of Fate 2026-11-01
186 Chapter 186: A Quiet Night 2026-11-01
187 Chapter 187: Cursed Power 2026-11-01
188 Chapter 188: The Final Days 2026-11-01
189 Chapter 189: The Moonlight Scheme 2026-11-01
190 Chapter 190: Unveiling the Conspiracy 2026-11-01
191 Chapter 191: One-Sided Battle 2026-11-01
192 Chapter 192: Until Death 2026-11-01
193 Chapter 193: The End of the Trial 2026-11-01
194 Chapter 194: Preliminaries Results 2026-11-01
195 Chapter 195: Quarterfinal Draw 2026-11-01
196 Chapter 196: The Chosen Hero 2026-11-01
197 Chapter 197: The Hardship of the Nightmare 2026-11-01
198 Chapter 198: The Beginning of the Victoriad 2026-11-01
199 Chapter 199: A Hero and an Assassin 2026-11-01
200 Chapter 200: Daemon Valerion vs Danzo Smasher 2026-11-01

Chapter 170: Storms on the Horizon

The Empire—last bastion of the world, protected behind colossal walls…

It had kept at bay the monstrous hands that lurked in the dark beyond.

Far from the Trial Island—deep within the heart of the capital, Belgrad—

Inside one of the massive research facilities near the royal palace…

Stood a short man, his face worn by time, eyes sunken with exhaustion and sleepless nights.

This was the principal laboratory of the empireʼs greatest mind—Ashol Eduardo.

The famed scholar stood before a vial of dark crimson liquid, the subject of countless experiments and tests.

The more he studied it, the more his expression darkened.

”Sir… is this…?”

Another researcher entered the lab—an old man himself, but one who addressed Ashol with sincere deference.

Ashol scowled as he tossed his gloves aside.

”This is the blood we recovered from the battlefield—where Oliver Khan fought that creature.”

During that battle, Oliver had landed a devastating blow on his opponent, Godfrey, unleashing a violent torrent of blood.

Strangely, Godfrey had continued to fight as if the massive wound were nothing more than a scratch.

But now, with that blood in their hands—

”Look at this.”

Ashol pointed at the monitor, displaying the vile blood under the microscope.

The researcher watched, stunned, as the particles clashed and writhed like living things.

”This is…”

He stared in bewilderment, while Asholʼs voice turned grim.

”This isnʼt human blood. And itʼs not demon blood either.”

He began pacing slowly, hands clasped behind his back, weariness clinging to him like a shadow.

”Itʼs something in between. Demon blood—typically a deadly poison to humans—has fused seamlessly with blood bearing human characteristics.”

In other words, it was as if—

”…a half-human, half-demon.”

Ashol exhaled in frustration, while the other scientist could hardly believe what he was hearing.

”A human mother… and a demon father? Or the reverse? Thatʼs impossible.”

It defied all logic—biologically, spiritually, theoretically. Humans couldnʼt conceive with demons. The very idea was madness.

Ashol shook his head and exited the lab, his mind weighed down by the implications.

”I donʼt even want to think about it…”

Behind him, he left the cursed blood sample… and an image of the tyrant, Godfrey, displayed beside it.

For the first time in his life—Ashol Eduardo, the empireʼs foremost scholar—was afraid of the truth.

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…

The world was shifting—rapidly, violently—and no one was spared from its storms.

The Holy Island of Sicelia—

Sanctuary of the Followers of the Lightbringer, their self-proclaimed heaven on earth.

Wearing pure white robes, the devout had gathered in massive numbers, chanting praises to their god.

At the islandʼs center stood a towering church—The Twilight Cathedral.

It loomed high at the summit, beside the legendary monument where the Lightbringerʼs revelation was said to have descended.

Before the cathedralʼs colossal doors, three men stood, cloaked in majestic aura, watching the masses ascend the stone steps toward them.

”The pilgrims will arrive soon,”

Said Bishop Michael Platini, calm and composed. The two men beside him nodded in acknowledgment.

Joseph Blatter stepped forward, his ceremonial robe flowing as he raised a commanding hand.

”Open the gates!”

Behind him, the massive doors began to creak open—just as the distant chants of the pilgrims reached their ears.

”The Churchʼs next Champion will soon be revealed!”

Blatter proclaimed, his voice booming with aura.

”For the first time in four hundred years, the chosen one shall receive the will of the Lightbringer!”

”And with it—comes the time to bring forth the Sword of the Sovereign—Vermithor—to choose its next master!”

The pilgrims roared in unified praise upon hearing the bishopʼs announcement.

”And the one who shall bestow this divine gift upon the chosen apostle… will be none other than the only believer who can hear our Lordʼs voice.”

And as the cathedral gates slowly opened…

A divine and awe-inspiring sight awaited within.

A vast, empty hall—majestic in its silence—adorned with intricate glass ornaments that shimmered in a kaleidoscope of colors and light.

At its heart stood a grand structure resembling a shrine.

There, seated in solemn stillness, was a lone woman. Her robe, impossibly white, flowed around her like mist, while golden hair cascaded over her shoulders—part of it neatly braided.

She turned, revealing piercing crimson eyes that glowed like embers in the shadows.

Behind her, a colossal sword lay embedded in the ground, emitting a radiant, blinding light.

Many looked on in awe.

”Saint Eurasha… and the Sacred Sword.”

Without a word, the saint reached out and drew the blade—Vermithor—which yielded without resistance.

It was a breathtaking sight. Vermithor had long defied the faithful, refusing to be drawn regardless of how devout the hand.

Yet now, it rose with ease.

Bishop Blatter nodded with deep satisfaction.

”To the Victoriad.”

There… the chosen hero would awaken.

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—Frey Starlightʼs Pov—

15 hours had passed since the trial began on the forsaken island.

It was now 3:00 a.m.

I was already on the move.

”I have a bad feeling about this...”

Iʼd been ambushed twice so far—both times by standard third-year students.

The elite hadnʼt made their move yet, which meant they likely hadnʼt pinpointed my location.

”No oneʼs gathered enough points to track others yet…”

Meanwhile, my bounty had risen to 30 points.

That made me a prime target.

To make things worse, powerful Nightmare Creatures had started appearing as well.

”La~ la~ la~”

The haunting melody echoing around me left no doubt.

”The Brains of Mensis.”

Monstrous nightmares that roamed under moonlight—creatures that assaulted their victimsʼ minds with overwhelming illusions.

Their bodies were ordinary. But their heads… massive, exposed brains lined with dozens of blinking eyes.

Those brains would split open, revealing gaping maws teeming with writhing tendrils.

They were a nightmare to deal with.

”La~ la~ la~”

That song of theirs… a form of psychic hypnosis meant to pull you into madness.

I had no choice but to stay sharply focused, leaping silently from tree to tree, putting as much distance between us as I could.

Ding!

Monster: Brains of Mensis

Rank: A

Reward: 15 Points

”A little late for that.”

I scoffed at the Smartwatch delayed notification.

I was headed toward checkpoint G3.

My goal was to collect as many points as possible—early—because something told me things were only going to get worse from here.

Of course, picking a fight with a Mensis Nightmare was absolute lunacy.

A creature like that couldnʼt be handled through conventional means.

Quietly, I continued slipping past them, avoiding confrontation.

Sadly, not everyone had my caution. Many of the other players had already fallen victim to that grotesque horror.

And the outcome? Truly grim.

If a Mensis Nightmare managed to penetrate your mind… even an emergency extraction and immediate treatment couldnʼt guarantee recovery.

You wouldnʼt die. But youʼd spend the rest of your life mentally broken.

”What a miserable state of affairs...”

The Temple might lose more students than ever this time.

I ignored the chaos around me and pushed forward.

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