Chapter 769: The One Who Is Asleep
Chapter 769: The One Who Is Asleep
The Dark Magus’s allies, as they were referred to, were interested to see what this Zon character had. They somewhat already knew Anna’s strength, and if she was following his orders like he was some type of leader, they expected him to be strong.
What they didn’t expect was for him to be so strong. Although they didn’t see much in terms of Zon fighting against Olag, they had seen enough to have an idea of his strength. Even though there was no Qi emitted, his movements were just as fast as Murkel and Raze when the two of them were on the field.
And Raze had been using magic to boost his speed as well. Then there was his raw pure strength along with the blast.
“Who is that man?” Dame questioned. “I know how strong Olag is; even if that was a surprise attack, he should have been ready!”
“Don’t you think we have other things to worry about?” Froma asked. “Someone who they think is on our side just killed one of the top leaders!”
The Bonum Society members present were acting fast. They turned to look at Zon, their bodies changing and transforming, ready to attack Zon at a moment’s notice.
Now Raze’s group needed to decide whether or not they would be helping him in this situation. It was hard for them, as they didn’t even know who this person was.
“NOBODY TOUCH HIM!” a loud voice shouted.
Metal was clanking and screeching as Olag pulled his own body out. Strange black liquid was seen covering his body, covering where his arms were, and then, when the liquid disappeared, Olag’s body was as good as new, minus the clothes that he had been wearing.
“These are our guests, and I was the one that asked him to fight. All of you fools acting like that are making me look like an idiot. Did you really think I would die from something like that?” Olag claimed.
Despite what had happened to him, Olag walked across the arena floor until he was back within striking distance from Zon. He was just slightly shorter than him and looked up to the
man.
“That was pretty brave of you to do something like that in a base where next to no one is your friend. I can respect that,” Olag said with a smile. “However, if it was anyone but me, they would have ended up splattered on that wall with two of their arms missing, which I’m not too happy about myself.”
Zon looked at Olag for a while, examining every little facial expression he had.
“I knew about your powers. I was confident that my attacks wouldn’t kill you, which was why I performed adequately enough for you, so I wouldn’t have to waste my time further. As stated before, if you wish for me to use my full strength, then the only way is to wake up the one that’s asleep.”
Olag gave a puff and then waved his arm, signaling for Zon to go back to the others. The one who was asleep rung in his head. It was clear Zon thought a lot about a certain individual. “Alright, I think I’ve had enough personally for the day. Fanum, come here!” Olag shouted. Another member of the Bonum Society stepped forward, walking into the center, and then Olag looked to all of those lined up in front of him and pointed to one person in particular. “You, you look a bit sheepish, why don’t you come forward and show what you got?” As for the person whom Olag had pointed toward, it was Simyon.
“Me… is he saying I look the weakest out of everyone?” Simyon placed his hand on his forehead and was just shaking it. “Damn it, I can see the grin on that damned ball-loving guy’s face already.”
Turning his head to take a peek at Liam, he could already see a smile.
“Alright,” Simyon said, coming forward. “There’s no reason to test us. Let’s say I am the weakest out of all these guys here, but I guarantee you one thing, I will not fall to any hit.”
“Ah, then Fanum here will be perfect for you,” Olag said as he walked off and Fanum’s body started to change. His muscles were bulging, and he was growing bigger in size, while his skin was turning a dark blue. His size was now three times that of a regular human, and it looked like a pure mass of muscle.
“He said you won’t fall, right? So show me,” Olag said.
Fanum cocked up his fist and threw it out right towards Simyon. Many of those wanted to flinch in the arena, but at that point, Simyon stood firm, he gathered his Qi and hardened his body as the ring around his ear activated.
The moment the hybrid Fanum’s fist made contact, hitting the forehead of Simyon, a cracking noise could be heard. The strength of the hit was strong, and that was the downfall of Fanum. His bones were seen ripping through his arm as the shockwave had been sent back to him. “ARGHH!” Fanum said as he grabbed onto his arm.
“What in the world is going on with these people? I picked him because he looked like a student,” Olag said to himself. “Why are they all so strong?”
“As I said, there’s no need to test us. We’ve been through a lot, and we’ve risked our lives more than once, so to risk it again is nothing!” Simyon declared.
He looked at Ricktor and Mada, who activated their Qi. He was surprised to see that one was a Middle-stage warrior of all things. The others looked confident, being students, and showed no hesitation or fear.
There were then the students that were by Cronker, who quickly displayed their fast footwork and arts of assassination they had learned.
“I hope that we don’t have to take part in this display,” Alba said. “Being part of the Crimson Crane and all.”
“And I would think you would know who I am as well,” Rayna added.
Seeing all these people confident, Olag wasn’t wondering how these people were so strong or how they gathered, but why they had all gathered around a single individual.
‘The student who’s asleep, just who is he, and how strong is he for them to all rally behind him?’ Olag thought.
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