How I Became The Strongest Sovereign Chapter 117
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-Zeref's POV-
I gradually opened my eyes and my face dropped in awe at millions of beasts kneeling, howling at the moon.
An enchanting white wolf with many silk tails lead the howl like a pack's Alpha. What the he*ll was happening?
'That is Malia.' Voadhailis smirked, impressed and for once, there was a hint of respect in his voice.
I groaned, sitting up to see the moon's blood red fading. I felt my mana start to resurface but not all of it. I remembered the last thing I saw before I blacked out.
I was holding that fireball behind me, exerting all my mana into it and when I aimed it at the crowd of beasts, my body felt numb. The expense of the move was immense and it knocked me unconscious.
Before falling into Malia's arms and going in and out of consciousness, a blast of notification filled my vision, making me smile in content.
[You have killed an A rank beast!]
[You have Levelled up!]
[Congratulations! You are now level 87!]
[You have killed an A rank beast!]
[You have killed an A rank beast!]
[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]
[Level up!]
[Congratulations! You are now on level 88!]
[You have killed an A rank beast!]
[You have killed an A rank beast!]
[You have killed an A rank beast!]
[Level up!]
[Congratulations! You are on level 89!]
[You have massacred a hundred A & B rank beasts!]
[You have Levelled up!]
[Congratulations! You are now level 90!]
[Total Available Stat Points: 60]
The Silky white wolf finally stopped its howl and so did the dozens of surviving beasts. Its body began to dematerialise until a faint human figure could be seen: Malia.
She gave another roar and the remaining beasts began to turn around and turn towards the Magic Forest to retreat.
I pulled myself up, looking at Malia who paced towards me before giving me a large hug.
"Now we don't have any secrets." She smiled. I could feel her warm breath against my neck and a blanket of warmth enveloped my body. It was like being in contact with her was rejuvenating my energy and healing my body.
She looked at me with her glowing golden eyes, before beginning to walk towards the school building.
"You hear that too right? It's not over yet." She sighed, extending her claws.
"I need you to go and head towards the students, I'll take care of the Blood Moon. I have a way to get rid of it. If things get sticky I'll come to help." She said quickly, before speeding up into a sprint.
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Since when was she this bossy? She was getting more and more like Nina by the day.
-Cough! Cough!
Suddenly, I broke out into a fit of painful coughs, I struggled to stay standing and my mind started spinning. Blood stained my hands and I quickly wiped them clean. Finally, finding my balance and standing up straight I ignored my body's cries for rest and began running towards the school.
I wore my eyepatch back on, on the way there and sighed as my body felt heavy like lead again. These dampeners were extremely inconvenient.
The screams and smell of human blood hit me as soon as I made it near the school building.
'You've already overexerted yourself. Don't overdo it. Wait till your mana returns, you're not used to the potency of my Dragon Flames yet. It damages your body every time you use the secondary mana pool. I told you it wasn't fully complete so don't be reckless.' Voad warned.
I walked to the gymnasium but before I could reach, all I could hear were screams.
Swinging the doors open and activating the little mana I had, I assessed the situation.
Cr*p!
This situation was all too familiar.
The limp bodies of students were scattered all around and some even hung from the walls covered in blood.
To my surprise I could sense life and they weren't dead, Just unconscious.
A cry came from the side as I looked to the right to see Moira, cradling the broken sword I had given to her beforehand.
I rushed to her side, helping her up. She sniffled, wiping her tears.
"The p-principle… H-He attacked us and took three kids. Saraphina, Naz and that stink guy." Moira tried to catch her breath, crying while her mascara ran down her face.
"Stinkend." I corrected her, mentally rolling my eyes. I knew the principle was the mole but why would he take them?
"Y-Yeah. H-He was looking for you but N-Naz stepped forward and said you weren't here. He attacked everyone and w-we tried to fight him off with our swords but h-he was way faster. He could use mana s-somehow."
I nodded, rubbing her shoulder in comfort. Of course this traitor could. My suspicions were right after all.
"Wake the teachers and nurses up, I'll go look for him. Do you know where he headed?"
"Your classroom. The one you were in b-before the moon appeared. He left me a-awake to tell you he is w-waiting."
I nodded, thanking her as the old nurse lady groaned, slowly waking up. Moira helped her up and asked her if she was ok as I walked out.
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On my way, I passed Leilani's limp body. She was pale and her friends were on top of her. Mike laid near her head, his arm wrapping around her in protection. I knelt down, scooping her out of the pile and out of Mike's arms. Using the little gravity magic I had, I lifted up a bed from the ground and fixed it upright, laying her down on it.
She had a bruise on her head and I brushed the hair out of her face, inspecting it.
"Moira, Princess Leilani will be treated first when the nurses wake up." I told her and she nodded, picking up teachers who looked dazed.
I owed it to Landon to make sure his sister was safe. This attack was in rage of not finding me after all so these casualties were my fault.
I swung the door open with my gravity magic, a deadly aura surrounding me. I ripped my eye patch off and released the monstrous aura I was holding back.
This principle messed with the wrong contestant.
'Shackles, release.'
I took my demon form as I stalked down the halls, my eyes filling with rage and my fist clenched. The more I walked, the more I felt my mana returning to me. Whatever Malia was doing to the moon, was working really well...
**
"There you are, Zeref Amara. The Lightning Contestant. It's an honour to meet you in person once again..."
I glared at him as he spoke, smiling devilishly. I scanned past him to see Sara and Naz chained to a wall, unconscious. There seemed to be bruise marks on their faces and Jace, his face was the bloodiest, all beaten up and bruised. They must have refused to tell him my location.
"...You're the cold blooded killer of my little Brother Blake Handmoore. You showed him no mercy when he begged for his life so I will do the same. You will beg by my feet while I rape and kill your friends in fro-"
Booom!!!!
My punch created a sonic boom, as his body folded around my fist before rocketing backwards at an inhumane speed, smashing out of the school walls and flying towards the barren battlefield.
A trail of destruction marked the ground as his body carried on toppling backwards. Dust and bits of rock created a blanket of brown mist filling the whole battlefield.
The atmosphere shook at my immense mana pressure and dark cumulonimbus clouds began to stir in the sky. I jumped out of the building and landed on my feet and walked towards his filthy body.
VIolent streaks of lightning snaked around my body and cackled, whilst the intense heat of the Dragon Flames oozed from my secondary mana pool and melted the air itself.
"AAAarghhhhh!!!!!" The traitor roared, splitting up into clones and attacking me from every angle. So he had the light attribute like his pathetic brother?
Sadly for him I had no intention of even giving him any hope of winning.
'Voad. Cambio Forma!'
I sped round faster than the speed of sound, causing sonic booms to echo and shake the atmosphere at each change in direction.
In an instant the clones had all been cut to pieces and his main body finally hit me from behind.
His sword pierced through my chest, severing through from behind, before retracting it again. I coughed out blood, back kicking him but he dodged and flash stepped around to punch my head.
-Pow!
[You have suffered 5000 Damage!]
[Mp is dropping rapidly]
[HP will drop at 5HP/second due to physical stress and fatigue]
[Movement has been slowed and capped by 10%]
The world blacked out for a second; I quickly regained my senses and swung down with two diagonal slashes, causing 2 arcs of Dragon magic enchanted flame arcs to fly towards him.
'Voad what do those notifications mean?'
'Your system is protecting you from dying. I told you not to overexert yourself!' He raised his voice at the dire situation.
He danced around and dodged them. Blood ran down his forehead and I could see the internal damage my first blow caused him with my Demon eye. Some of his organs were completely ruptured and he had multiple rib fractures. It was a miracle he was even standing up.
"This is your full power? You worthless piece of trash. Now I will dispose of you!" He laughed, holding his stomach with his right hand and panting.
Uttering what seemed to be an incantation, a devilish smile stretched across his face from ear to ear.
Suddenly, a bright red light burst out from his body and engulfed the whole area. It was like a red sun had descended on Earth and engulfed everything around me in a blinding red light. I looked away, shielding my eyes with my forearms.
Pow!
My body flew back crashing against a large boulder and I let out a cry of pain, as my transformation finally left me and the building up fatigue finally hit me.
How did his power grow so exponentially? Could I really beat this fiend?
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