Chapter 23: Second Exam — Domino! (2)
As participants in the second exam were also different breeds, and that particular beast woman seemed way different from others, it was fair to assume she had more tricks up her sleeve than others!
She could have used her status to talk over the other participants in the same zone, getting them under her banner. Perhaps, the cramped room limited Aimee too much, strapping her from her high mobility!
All of it didn't matter right now, though.
'I must leave now! She needs me!'
Even Hunter's desire to score points in Aimee's heart meant shit right now! All he wanted was for her to survive and assist him to the end of this exam, for he was a leader and told her he would be the one to bring her to the top!
No… even that didn't matter.
'I'll help you, Aimee… I will!'
At that point, Hunter didn't know what it was. But his heart thumped loudly with concern, urging him to climb up the monster despite the impregnable net of sleazy tongues hanging above him.
Fixing his position, Hunter slowly started his ascension, only to realize that he was too slow… and in a pointless case.
'If I had more skills… don't! What if questions and sentences are banes of people's success! Think of what you can do right now! Think of what I own right now and how I can use it to free myself!'
Looking up with decisive eyes, Hunter first thought was to get up to the net and yank it with his high strength… but the fleeting memory of his sleazy and slippery tongues stopped him from thinking like that.
Hunter's attention then solely focused on the black gloves… and Aimee's lesson about origins bloomed in his mind.
'Origins… Strength Origin is within me, as the gloves increased my strength a lot… which means I can expand it more and load it with… blood.'
Knowing that people increased their origins so that more mana could flood inside them through skills… or just naturally to have passive stats developed, Hunter closed his eyes and focused on his body system.
'Aimee said that origins are within the chest, close to the heart. Those at the top of the world can use those origins to pump blood alongside the heart, naturally strengthening themselves to the peak of humanity…' Hunter repeated what Aimee had taught him, his senses sharpening to unbelievable levels.
At last, something stung him from within!
'I feel it… this is the origin! It must be it! Now… why does it feel so small? Anyway… now, blood…'
For someone who never used any skill… and his Deathless Skill activated on its own… Hunter believed he was before the daunting task. However, his blood was seemingly on board with his desires, flooding the Strength Origin, whose dams were now gone.
Even more, the blood dripping from Hunter froze before retracting to his veins.
Then, the change that stupefied even the monster itself occurred, for all foreign blood from its stomach started scaling up its body system, returning to the rightful owner.
The Strength Origin reveled in so much blood and attention, further surprising its owner. It left its spot close to the heart and traversed to Hunter's dominant hand.
For a moment, Hunter couldn't budge his fingers, for they froze from an abundance of so much cold blood. At last, he managed to ball his right hand, preparing the punch.
Which became SSS Skill — Death Blow.
Exhaling out a cold and dense white steam, Hunter's blue eyes chillingly locked on the flesh before him… in the direction from which Aimee's scream had rung out.
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The yearly exam was watched by many people and the guild leaders.
The former was beyond thrilled to see a male strong enough to match women in the exam, his looks, cute, and strength, arousing. He was someone that a lot of women from lower positions wanted to get their hands on… even a few from higher positions and levels were interested in him — just from what Hunter managed to do on the first exam!
On the other hand, The Headmistress of The Hunter First Union, The Darkness Guild Leader, The White Feather Guild Leader… and the Beast Domination Guild Leader had their eyes reflecting a hologram on which the golden-haired noble woman had fallen to her knees before a brawny descendant of the guild leader of Beast Domination.
Aimee's golden armor had been broken by a powerful blow of a mace, exposing her skin and flesh… and her chest was so bruised it was a painful sight to look at.
Her lungs had suffered the most, for her ribs had pierced through them, strapping her from the ability to breathe.
Which was the reason for her kneeling before the beast woman.
Before that happened, Hunter, the male many women had their eyes on, had been blown off the ground and sent into the monster's mouth, which in most cases should have resulted in him dying!
It was such a loss… even Leona from White Feather Guild sighed and closed her eyes for a few seconds.
But then… as Aimee was about to make a last move, revealing her innate skill, the temperature of the second exam's zone plummeted, and cold winds blew from the flower monster's side.
The same monster who had eaten Hunter… now stood frozen, its vines subsided by the coldness.
In the next second, the entire monster was blown apart from the inside, replaced by the white steam unfurling in all directions!
However, as the culprit of this change had been aiming in Aimee's direction, most of the coldness rolled toward the safe zone, with the white steam freezing all vines and flowers on its way forth and absurd physical force crushing aforementioned things into tiny particles.
"AIMEE!"
Traversing across the white steam like a fish in the water, Hunter returned to the safe zone and took Aimee's side for a second before throwing his enraged and twisted face at the beast woman.
"You're going to die, a woman I'd never want to fuck."
"Oh, you would get crushed under my thick ass, cute boy. Who will die first, I wonder?"
The beast woman glanced at Aimee's purple chest with a sneer.
Hunter's cold eyes shone with killing intent, reflecting the cold winter, "You."
The crowd roared with excitement upon those words… while all guild leaders dipped their attention to the zone where Hunter now threatened to kill the direct descendant of one of their 'colleagues.'
Celestia sank into her comfy chair and put her leg over another, widely smiling.