726 The End Of Hunt [2]
Number 25 was the last on the hunting list. According to the reports, he was on the verge of reaching level 8.
So, instead of being sent to the planetoids, he was sent to train under a low level 9 master.
This was a luxury an average person wouldn't dare to imagine, but for Xanders, this was a routine.
The training happened in a secret realm that Xanders owned.
Ghostship easily entered the secret realm and reached a huge dome.
Used for exclusive training for one-on-one training of level 7s, the building was at least thirty miles in length and ten miles in height.
It was built from rare alloys that coud fully withstand the impact of level 7 attacks.
Even wealthy businesses would find it difficult to build a small house with such alloys, but Xanders built a huge stadium with it.
This was evidence of how wealthy and powerful Xanders were.
"Varian, I'll go first." Sia walked to the ghostship's exit and said with a smile.
For some reason, Varian could tell that a weight on her shoulders was lifted after the incident.
"If you're in danger, Boo will pick you up." Varian said.
"Hm."
The entrance to the building opened without a sound and ghost ship rushed in.
Except for huge walls, the thirty odd miles inside the building was completely empty except—
"Who?!" A man in black clothing gripped his spear the moment he noticed the entrance opened slightly.
But his senses couldn't detect anyone. So, who the hell entere—
"Me."
A cold voice sounded from behind and a girl with brown hair landed in front of him. In contrast to the aura of someone who just reached level 9, she appeared supremely confident.
"Who the hell are you?" The man growled as he channeled his chi.
No one could come here without a strict permission. Since she did, was she not his enemy…
"Your enemy."
With Sia as the center, the ground underneath cracked as a huge gravity descended around a mile.
"Then die!" The man's arm trembled as he forcibly moved against the gravity. It was as if he was carrying a city on his shoulders. Veins popped up on his arm as his entire body sunk into the ground.
As his spear was about to be launched, the world suddenly went white and the man found himself in his past.
"Illusion! Damn you!"
As Sia held off the level 9, Varian landed in front of the number 25 Xander who was about to slip away from the building.
"Yo!"
"Yo—Varian!" Number 25 replied reflexively before jumping back in fright.
Looking at the relaxed young man, his body turned taut and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.
"Oh?" Varain noticed the aura fluctuations around number 25.
They didn't belong to level 7.
"You just reached level 8?" Varian smiled brightly.
After the duel with Ron, he was itching to fight level 8s.
"Y-You! Don't come closer! I know you're just a level 7!" Number 25 staggered back as he tried to warn Varian.
Even though he knew that Varian, famously known as Dreamer, was only a level 7, he wasn't willing to fight against this scary enemy.
A man who foiled abyssals' plans!
A man who infiltrated pluto and came back alive!
A man who even his family head Julius couldn't kill!
Judging him by levels was too naive.
"You're last on the list." Varian's right hand turned into a blade of lightning while his left turned into an ice spear.
"Y-You! How can you have two elements?" Number 25 asked with a pale face.
Was he in an illusion?
"Enough with the chat. Let's fight."
The space around Varian's body shook and the next moment, a golden and blue light flashed in Number 25's eyes.
Boom!
A shockwave exploded as Varian's elemental hands clashed with number 25's.
At the last moment, the leve 8 put up his arms and managed to guard himself.
'Only this much…?' Number 25 was surprised.
Even though Varian's attack was much stronger than any level 7, it's still not enough.
He imagined Varian to be much stronger, but if it's only this much…
Number 25's eyes flashed with killing intent and his lips curled up.
'If I kill him, what sorts of awards will I get?'
Despite being cautious normally, number 25 didn't notice that he was blinded by greed.
So, kicking the ground, he shot towards Varian and punched at his head.
Boom!
The air shook violently and the grass on the soil in the direction of the punch was stripped out.
With dust shooting out in all directions, number 25's fist finally reached Varian.
"Heh."
Varian chuckled.
Then, it happened.
Number 25 felt something inside his brain. It was like an invisbile knife slicing his brain.
"A-Argh!"
The space around him exploded and countless tiny space blades cut his skin.
An invisible force struck him at the wrist and abruptly changed the direction of his punch.
"W-What?!"
As he battled his mind and lost his momentum, Varian moved.
His punch was simple and straightforward.
But with his current state, number 25 wasn't able to react quick enough to dodge it.
As a result, the punch landed straight on his chest and broke his bones. Following the physical impact, lightning flowed into his body and fried his insides while ice froze his blood and slowed him down.
As a level 8, number 25 had high resistance and would be able to expel the lightning and ice in an instant but—
"One more."
Varian punched him in the face and brought him to his knees.
Looking at the enemy who didn't give him a tough fight, Varian shook his head.
"I'm a bit disappointed."
The space around number 25 exploded before a storm of lightning and ice spears engulfed him.
Varian gazed into the distance and saw Sia waving at him.
Just like him, there was a bloodied corpse at her feet.
'The hunt is over.'
Varian smiled brightly.
