Ashton moved calmly through the lush greenery. Unlike others, he wasn't recklessly fighting—he was analyzing.
A pair of E+ Rank Goblins suddenly emerged from the bushes, their crude daggers gleaming.
They rushed him.
Ashton raised his hand.
Soulbind Thorns.
Dark vines erupted from the earth, coiling tightly around the goblins like living ropes.
They screamed, thrashing helplessly.
Ashton didn't hesitate.
Deathroot Pierce.
Sharp roots shot upward, impaling both goblins through the chest.
Their eyes rolled back as their bodies went limp.
[Ding!]
[You have killed (E+ Rank) Goblins.]
[Experience gained: 20 EXP]
[ Note : These monster give less experience because they are not real and in strength also they suppresed so they are going to more powerful in real life ]
He glanced at his bracelet.
[Current Points: 120]
Eight hours had passed.
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The Unwanted Encounter
As Ashton continued forward, he sensed movement.
A group of five students stood in his path, their smirks arrogant and greedy.
"Look at that," one sneered. "A loner with a lot of points."
The burly leader stepped forward. "We're taking them."
Ashton remained silent, his purple eyes flickering with cold amusement.
"You want my points?" he said flatly.
The leader grinned, cracking his knuckles. "We don't just want them. We're taking them."
The group surrounded him, drawing their weapons.
Ashton sighed.
Foolish.
Dark energy swirled around his hands as he cracked his fingers.
If they wanted a fight… he'd give them one.
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Back in the observation hall, the instructors watched in stunned silence.
"These first-years are ridiculous," one muttered.
Dean Aldric leaned forward, his gaze sharp.
"The real monsters… aren't the creatures they're fighting," he murmured.
He wasn't just watching Samael, Felix, or Elarion.
His eyes were locked onto Ashton Walker.
His skills were strange. Unusual. Unpredictable.
A silent curiosity settled over the room.
The battle had only just begun, but the academy was already witnessing the rise of true legends.