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Chapter 180: Cold war · 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 180: Cold war

Earlier… Frey Starlight had seen what happened to Snow and Daemon.

Hawk Eyes made spotting things from a distance trivial.

Despite how rough things looked for them, Frey knew his chosen hero would survive.

After all…

Snow was made to be the perfect version of the writer—of Frey.

Superior in every way.

A being like that—

Couldnʼt possibly fall to something like this.

And so, unlike the rest of the Empire—who watched in fear and uncertainty—

Frey remained calm, continuing through the trial without pause.

---

–Day 17 on the Island–

–Ding!–

Ranking Update:

10 – Ragna Claude (Year One): 2,400 points

9 – Dawn Polaris (Year One): 2,650 points

8 – Danzo Smasher (Year One): 2,680 points

7 – Raegan Zennin (Year Three): 2,800 points

6 – Seris Moonlight (Year One): 2,900 points

5 – Ghost Umbra (Year One): 3,000 points

4 – Magnus Greil (Year Three): 3,750 points

3 – Frey Starlight (Year One): 3,800 points

1 – Snow Lionheart (Year One): 4,500 points

1 – Daemon Valerion (Year One): 4,500 points

Snow Lionheart and Daemon Valerionʼs scores had been frozen for two full days.

Yet even so, the gap between them and the rest of the competition was still massive—

A result of their ferocious rivalry since Day 10.

On the other hand, earning points had become significantly harder now.

The Lady of Eight Legs had plunged the entire island into chaos.

She continued to destroy everything in her path—relentlessly.

On the first day of her appearance, a few fools tried to attack her.

Some even succeeded in severing one of her legs…

But they regretted it deeply—

Because two legs grew in its place.

The Lady of Eight Legs—whenever she lost a limb, two more would grow, almost instantly.

Each one stronger than before.

She now had ten legs—and was actively eliminating students one after another.

This time, the instructors were intervening directly to extract eliminated students, since her venom was instantly lethal—a single touch meant death.

The number of players had dropped at a terrifying pace.

Now, everyone avoided her location completely, even if their watches directed them there.

Despite a few deaths, Ivar succeeded in his goal—

Forcing the students to experience the terror of beings far beyond their strength.

Of course…

People like Frey never needed that kind of lesson.

And now…

With more than half the exam completed,

Only 80 players remained on the island.

When the exam began, there were over 500 players.

A terrifying number had already been eliminated…

Somewhere high in the mountains, at one of the checkpoints—

A young man with blond hair sat calmly, wearing the armor of House Valerion.

Aegon gazed at the distant figure with a faint smile on his face.

”So thatʼs her… the Lady of Eight Legs.”

One of the most ancient Nightmare creatures.

Even though it wasnʼt the real one—just a newborn child—Aegon still found himself intrigued.

”My Lord… how strong is that thing?”

The question came from one of Aegonʼs escorts—a slender young man with black hair and narrow eyes.

Raegan Zennin, one of the strongest Awakened of the third year.

He was now accompanying the prince, ever since Misandei had been eliminated.

Aegon spoke to the surrounding third-years like he was their superior—not the other way around.

”The real Lady of Eight Legs lays countless eggs every few years… but then devours them all to increase her power.”

”Thatʼs the secret behind her terrifying strength—and her continuous evolution. What weʼre seeing now is a lucky survivor. A child who escaped her motherʼs fangs. A fascinating creature.”

Aegon explained casually.

Even though the creature before him had caught his interest—it was nothing more than that.

He shrugged, finishing his statement.

”This oneʼs a newborn. So sheʼs probably around S+ or SS- class at best.

Donʼt even think about fighting her—death is all that awaits.”

Everyone nodded at once.

”As expected of the prince—his knowledge is unmatched.”

Raegan admired the young prince greatly.

That made him hesitant to say what came next…

”My apologies, my Lord...”

As soon as he apologized, Aegon replied with a smile:

”Frey, isnʼt it?”

Raegan nodded.

”We didnʼt expect him to defeat Missandei and her entire elite squad.”

”Indeed. He did quite well there.”

Raegan was a bit confused by Aegonʼs praise of Frey…

But he didnʼt dwell on it for long and continued:

”This time, weʼll all move together under Magnusʼ lead. Weʼve got enough points to locate him—itʼs only a matter of time.”

Only about 30 third-years remained now.

A decent number—but most of them were average students, as the best of their ranks had fallen alongside Missandei during that ill-fated day.

Still, the number was more than enough—especially with both Magnus and Raegan leading the charge.

Both of them were among the top-tier fighters.

This would likely be the strongest assault theyʼd launch on Frey so far.

Aegon nodded in approval.

”Very good. You may go.”

Raegan hesitated slightly before nodding.

”Are you sure, my Lord? About staying here alone while we deal with Frey…”

This entire plan had come from Aegon himself.

He had ordered them all to attack—leaving him without any guards.

For a moment, Aegon was disgusted by Raeganʼs words—

But didnʼt let it show on his face.

”Yes. Thatʼs an order. All of you will attack.”

Raegan didnʼt dare press further. He left—reluctantly.

Aegon remained alone, eyes fixed on the Lady of Eight Legs.

”Trash like you, protecting me? Donʼt make me laugh...”

From the very start, they hadnʼt been his bodyguards.

He had simply kept them nearby—pawns for his greater schemes… a way to secure their allegiance in the Throne Succession Race.

All political games.

As for protection—he didnʼt need any.

In the midst of these thoughts—

Aegonʼs right hand trembled suddenly, black lightning crackling faintly around it.

He immediately grabbed it—grinning.

”Haha… Ah, how I long for it...”

Slowly, the hand settled.

Aegon rose to his feet.

”Not yet…”

And with those words—

The prince vanished.

---

–Day 18 of the Island Trial–

The Empire breathed a collective sigh of relief.

The reason was simple—Snow Lionheart and Daemon Valerion had finally dug their way out.

Covered in layers of dust and grime, the two finally emerged into the open, gasping for breath.

Badly injured, exhausted…

But the light in their eyes never faded.

”Itʼs finally over…”

Snow exhaled, greedily inhaling the fresh air.

Beside him, Daemon turned away and began walking off.

”Remember this, Snow Lionheart.

Our fight… isnʼt over yet.”

Snow stared at his back for a moment.

”Youʼre welcome to come at me whenever you want.”

Daemon smirked—then disappeared in a flash of lightning.

Snow, too, went his own way.

As they both opened their maps, the same thought crossed their minds:

Get supplies.

Recover.

Then return to the battlefield—ASAP.

They were machines—relentless.

Snow now had another reason to push harder—

That armor Daemon had used…

If they fought again and Daemon used that armor—

Snow knew heʼd lose. And badly.

But he wouldnʼt accept that.

Even if his opponent was using an external weapon or tool like that—

In the battlefield, life can be taken in an instant.

Thereʼs no room to cry about unfairness.

”Stronger…”

Snow clenched his fists tightly.

He had to become strong enough to crush his opponents—and everything they brought with them.

V and that strange sword heʼd fought with…

Daemon and that monstrous armor…

He had to become strong enough to break them all.

With those thoughts—

Snow dashed toward the nearest supply ring.

The trial wasnʼt over yet.

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–Frey Starlightʼs Perspective–

Sitting atop a massive rock…

I gazed out across the forest in front of me.

The Lady of Eight Legs was roaming through the tall trees, wailing softly.

Less than 12 days remained until the exam ended.

And with the end drawing near…

Their move was coming.

”The group thatʼs trying to kill me… will strike soon.”

But how?

That, I didnʼt know.

I could no longer afford to handle the third-years like I had during the earlier days of the trial.

I didnʼt know when the Moonlight extremists would come for me.

Which meant—

It was time to make a move of my own.

I couldnʼt keep playing along to Aegonʼs tune forever.

I already had a plan in mind…

But before I could put it into motion, I opened my system panel.

Looking over my stats, achievement points, and the empty quest list,

I felt something strange stir within me.

Host Name: Frey Starlight (Dual Soul)

Class: Swordsman

Talent Grade: S

Current Rank: C+

Strength: C−

Speed: B−

Agility: C+

Endurance: C

Aura: SSS

Magic: –

[Swordsmanship Lv. 4] (Limit broken – user can now reach Level 7)

Inherent Talents:

{Swordsmanship}, {Aura Manipulation}, {Poison Resistance}

Combat Style: Ten Thousand Steps of Shadow

Skills:

Hawk Eyes (A class)

Phantom Steps (A class)

Seduction (D class)

Ascension (S class)

Ignition (SS class )

Abilities:

Shadow Adaptation : 0/7

Anti-Magic: Level One

Current Achievement Points: 5,000

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I had some achievement points saved up…

I wanted to gather more—to shatter the next talent barrier and push it up to SS.

It would take 8,000 points to make that happen.

But I couldnʼt stop myself from trying.

Direct Advice (500 Achievement Points)

Random Advice (250 Achievement Points)

The cost for advice had skyrocketed…

This system was total garbage.

But I didnʼt care.

I immediately used the Direct Advice option.

–How can I win the Victoriad?–

Thatʼs how I phrased the question.

The Victoriad… itʼs all Iʼd been thinking about, day in and day out.

If I didnʼt ask now, the thoughts might actually kill me.

And unexpectedly…

The system replied.

> ”Look at yourself in the mirror… and understand the reflection.”

Huh?

I reread the advice—over and over.

But I couldnʼt make sense of it.

”Did I really use the direct advice? Why does it sound like a random fortune cookie?”

Just to be sure, I tried the same question with the Random Advice option.

And the result?

> ”Look at yourself in the mirror… and understand the reflection.”

Same garbage.

Did the system finally break?

Or maybe the idiot behind the screen got hacked…

Why are you throwing nonsense at me?

Look in the mirror? What am I supposed to see?

My miserable face?

My cursed system… was utterly useless.

Even Shadow Adaptation hadnʼt budged in two years.

Shadow Adaptation : 0/7

What a worthless system.

I tossed my device into Valerionʼs tattoo storage and turned back to my original plan.

I fiddled with my smartwatch.

I needed a way to fend off the third-years—and Aegon.

And the solution… was simple.

–Ding!–

> Are you sure you want to spend 500 points to locate a player?

I didnʼt hesitate—I confirmed immediately.

> Points deducted!

Frey Starlight: 3,300 points

Rank: 4

I dropped one rank…

But I didnʼt care.

In the search bar, I typed her name—

”Sansa Valerion.”

Time to play this your way, Aegon.

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