Death of Amon

Aibo fell to the ground. He didn't have many wounds, but his breathing was a little short. The brainworm bloodline in his arms was unconscious and his face was pale.

"Don't use Blood Veins, these monsters will be attracted by the pollution."

The bloodline has pollution flowing in its body, which is like a sweet cookie to these monsters. But how can we fight them without using bloodline?

There was no time to ask for details. The woodchucks moved very quickly underground and rushed to where they were while they were talking.

The people who came here had participated in other trials to some extent. I don't know if it was because this round table trial had so many twists and turns. When something like this happened, they actually felt a sense of indifference in their hearts, "As expected."

"Will these monsters find their way into the academy?"

"We came here via the teleportation array. As long as we destroy it, there will be no problem."

In a flash, everyone thought of the same thing.

"After we come in, there must be someone guarding the teleportation array. They don't know the situation. It's very dangerous now!"

The bloodline of the academy and the noble association is responsible for guarding the teleportation array. If the teleportation array is not destroyed in time when it falls, unimaginable consequences will occur.

In an emergency, the red-haired young man contacted the portal after a long time.

A black door slowly opened in midair. The red lines on it were faintly visible, much dimmer than before. Without any hesitation, Oreius pressed his severed palm against the door, and blood flowed along the door frame.

The red-haired young man rushed in. Without any additional instructions, the portal completely ignored these humans. The black door closed with a snap, narrowly trapping Dan who wanted to follow in. Before disappearing, it sneered in disdain.

"Just because you guys want to use me?"

Possessing self-awareness, this is an out-of-control level pollutant!

Everyone present was suddenly shocked.

Once pollutants become conscious, they are no longer objects that can be used at will. They are more greedy and evil than humans, and cooperating with them is like killing a tiger.

But looking at the attitude of this [out of control] pollutant, it clearly regards Oreius as its master. Who is this person?

The red-haired young man had never expected the portal to be so dramatic. The other side of the portal led directly to the teleportation array. The bloodline guarding the teleportation array was startled and shot at the intruder without hesitation.

The mist in the door frame formed a shield, protecting the owner inside. The red-haired young man stepped out of the door and said decisively: "The monster is rushing here, destroy the teleportation array immediately, and I will take you away from here."

This news shocked the Bloodline members, and they tried to persuade them.

"Mr. Orelius, I know what you mean, but isn't this too abrupt? The academy is dozens of kilometers away from here, and the fastest way to get back is to use the teleportation array. We are sending people to investigate now, and if the situation is true, then..."

Before he could finish his last sentence, a flash of sword light flashed and pierced directly through the core of the teleportation array. The pattern emitting a faint fluorescent light flashed a few times, and then it crashed cleanly.

The bloodline members who witnessed everything: "......"

Help! Is this Luo family's strong man rebelling?!

Oreius raised his eyebrows impatiently, releasing a bit of murderous intent: "Why are you still standing there? Go and call them back now. We are ready to leave."

It was like a real murderous intent weighing heavily on people's hearts, and because of the curse, it was more intimidating than that of ordinary people. The bloodline people swallowed their saliva and hurriedly called for help.

The teleportation array has been broken, and there is no point in stopping the enemy now, so it is better to conserve their combat power. Yes, they are conserving their combat power!

There were not many bloodline members left here, only six or seven in total. After Aurelius counted the people, he took away the useful things here and destroyed the things that could not be taken away, leaving nothing for the enemy.

After the brutal destruction was completed, the portal brought the timely news of the end of the mission.

At the same time, the people in the transporter room felt the ground shaking.

As if something was approaching, they looked at each other and suddenly had a little more trust in the young man's words.

Oreus pushed open the door of the teleportation room, and a black mist covered with blood gushed out from inside, transferring them to the top of the mountain. He then took the others away and sent them to the academy according to the young man's will.

When the portal closed and disappeared, only the woodchuck monsters were left on the mountain. They dug deep into the mountain and ate all living things.

Then, the ground began to shake again.

The dark green plant pierced the ground, with no branches or leaves, and its round body was painted with white patterns. It arched its body to form an arch like a door.

All the patterns were connected end to end, and were linked to the faint aura coming from afar, and a faint green light appeared in the door.

Far away in the Bloodline Academy.

The principal was showing Eamon around the classroom when the bracelet on his wrist began to vibrate strangely. The principal suddenly paused, instinctively sensing something was wrong.

The nobleman asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Principal?"

"...No, nothing."

The principal hesitated for a moment, then took off the bracelet and put it in his pocket. He continued to talk with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be interested in these young bloodline people, Mr. Eamon."

“After all, I took classes here.”

Amon didn't know why he wanted to come out and take a look, but there was no harm in doing so. He raised his hand to loosen his bow tie and scanned the little faces in the classroom door.

"When I was a kid, I thought you were too serious. After I graduated, I found you to be a funny person."

His joke awakened some memories of the principal, and a kind smile appeared in the depths of his eyes: "It's not easy to make you naughty kids obey."

During the conversation, a teacher came up to them in a hurry and whispered something in the principal's ear.

The principal's face suddenly changed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Eamon, I can't take you to continue the tour. If you need, I will let the school teacher take you to continue."

He apologized and left in a hurry. The teacher who came to tell him the news stayed, managed to calm down, and continued the tour with Eamon.

Amon noticed his restlessness and asked calmly, "Did something happen?"

"Ah, nothing."

The teacher forced a smile. The problem with the school's teleportation array could be a big deal or a small one, but it should not be mentioned in front of the trial-taker's family.

"The principal has taken care of it, and it should be fine soon."

The academy's defenses were suddenly triggered, and a layer of white film covered the sky.

A black gate appeared above the academy, and a young iron dragon flew out of it, followed by a whole team of dragonborn.

They looked down at the entire academy, as if they were waiting for something. Soon, the black door opened again. With screams, many people fell out of the door.

The young dragon charged forward excitedly, and the bloodline warriors who had just escaped the disaster were suddenly horrified and scattered.

Those who can fly show their abilities. Some grow wings like Aibo, some use the wind, and some transform into animals to bring others to the ground safely.

Nidhogg completely ignored the others, and the jets under his wings were suspended, catching his master steadily. The red-haired young man said in a loud voice: "An accident has occurred in the trial ground, and a large number of monsters have appeared. Please evacuate quickly!"

The people who heard his voice were all surprised. The principal walked out of the transporter room, and Ai Bo fell beside him and finished the second half of the sentence.

"Mr. Aibo, what is this?"

"We found many monsters underground at the test site, but the detonation failed and we were not able to deal with them all. They feed on pollution and are likely to be attracted here."

After hearing his words, the principal made a decision immediately: "Everyone go to the auditorium for shelter!"

The teachers immediately organized the students to go to the auditorium. The teacher who led Eamon hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, Mr. Eamon, I have to take care of the children now."

"It's okay. I'll go with you."

The teacher hesitated for a moment: "But..."

"It is the bloodline's responsibility to take care of them."

Since he said so, one more person means more strength. The teacher did not hesitate and took him to the cathedral.

All the children were gathered in the auditorium, and the teachers were standing guard at each entrance nervously. Amon was among them, and he broke out in a sweat without realizing it.

So hot. So hot.

The burning temperature was close to his wrist. Eamon gritted his teeth and subconsciously wanted to take off the bracelet. But the bracelet seemed to be welded to his wrist. The teacher next to him noticed that something was wrong with him and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Mr. Eamon?"

"No, nothing."

Amon put down his right hand and tried his best to pretend that nothing happened. The burning sensation became stronger and stronger. He didn't care to hide his expression and walked out alone. The teacher who had led the way earlier hurriedly chased after him.

Was his brother framing him? No, that was not the case. After that day, his brother never showed any ill will towards him. It was out of love from the bottom of his heart, otherwise he would not have believed the other person.

That means he was deceived. Someone pretended to be his brother and came to see him.

With his thoughts in a mess, Amon finally took off the bracelet. There was a burn wound where the ball touched, and a piece of emerald crystal was inserted at some point.

It is crystal clear, beautiful and full of strong attraction.

Amon stared at the crystal, unknowingly becoming fascinated.

Until a hesitant greeting suddenly came from behind.

"Mr. Eamonn? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. The air inside is too stuffy, so I came out to relax."

Amon instinctively put his hands behind his back, but he moved too late and the other party had already seen the wound.

"Are you hurt, Mr. Eamonn?"

"Nothing! Don't come over here!"

His voice suddenly rose, and he pushed the other person out fiercely. The emerald crystal merged with his right wrist, and both of them felt the contaminated aura from it.

The teacher opened his mouth to speak. Amon's temples throbbed, and he grabbed the man's neck with a grim look on his face. The human's body convulsed in resistance until it lost its last breath in his hands. The young man gasped for air, and after confirming that the man was dead, he trembled and let go of his hand, leaning against the wall in exhaustion.

Don't let anyone else find out about this! Otherwise he will definitely be executed!

Who is it? Who wants to harm him?

Aamon stared at the teacher lying on the ground in front of him, his mind blank.

Can’t be found, can’t be found!

He instinctively activated his bloodline ability.

The flames burned the body, emitting a strong aroma of burnt meat. Amon opened the window, trying to blow away the smell with wind.

What to do, what to do, what to do. It's okay, he still has a brother!

A flash of light flashed through Amon's mind, and he instantly grasped at the lifeline.

As long as my brother comes back, everything will be solved!

Amon was secretly relieved at the thought, so much so that he ignored the fact that the crystal was growing continuously and gradually occupied the entire wound.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from around the corner.

Aamon froze and subconsciously tried to block the messy background, but soon he saw the face of the person who came.

The nobleman's eyes suddenly widened, revealing a look of shock and disorientation, but the other party's face did not show any surprise.

Amon seemed to suddenly understand something, his pupils dilated, and his tone was like crying and laughing: "It's you, how could it be you?!"

"Why you?!"

The visitor said nothing, but clasped his index finger and thumb together and made a crisp snap.

With a bang, the noble young man's chest exploded, and a thick layer of pollution surged out. The visitor threw a seed into the mist and turned away.

Sleek seedlings entwine around the skeleton, quickly filling its interior with dirt.

Amon's body suddenly bounced, his eye sockets almost burst, and the plants extended in all directions with him as the center, forming an arch shape relying on the building. Humans were lifted up high, like decorations inlaid above the door frame.

The green light shone brightly, and woodchucks continued to pour out. When they smelled the pollution coming from all directions, their black eyes lit up excitedly.