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Bang! Bang!

Both of them landed on the mountain peak. Tyrion, who'd suffered heavy injuries to begin with, spurted out a mouthful of blood. He looked to the side at Archon, whose eyes were wide open as fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The latter was trembling as he stared viciously back at him. A faint and hoarse voice sounded out, little by little.

"You...you guys, not a single one of you will be able to escape!"

Tyrion looked at Archon, who slowly took his last breath. His brows frowned. Even on his deathbed, this guy still made others uneasy. Not a single one could escape? What could Archon in his current state do to them anyways?

Tyrion shook his head. Although he felt uneasy, he could only lie down on his stomach. He couldn't even move as the intense pain coursed through his body and made him understand that his injuries were extremely serious.

The current him no longer had any fighting ability left.

Shhhhuu! Shhuu!

A gale sounded out as Aelira and the other three came towards him at a fast speed. When they landed on the mountain peak, they saw Archon, who had already taken his last breath, and Tyrion, who couldn't move. They were shocked, but after a long moment, they exchanged complicated glances.

This guy really managed to kill Archon...

That was a Fiendgod Peak stage!

"Are you alright?" Lara immediately moved forward and carefully lifted Tyrion, who was covered with blood.

"Quick, let's leave this place."

Tyrion said in a hoarse voice with the last of his energy.

When Aelira the rest heard what he said, they were stunned for a brief moment. They didn't question Tyrion as they lifted him and rapidly moved away.

However, just when they were about to leave, a faint laugh abruptly sounded from the sky, causing their bodies to turn stuff.

"Haha, how formidable. You actually managed to kill Archon. The Death Gate Academy's reputation is truly justified..."

Aelira and the rest immediately raised their heads and saw a black-robed youth standing on top of a massive palm tree, looking at them with a smile.

That youth's appearance wasn't very outstanding. But at the center of his brows was a black mark of a coiling demonic dragon. As he smiled, the demonic dragon grew savager, little by little.

When Aelira and the rest saw the black-robed youth carrying a longsword on his back, their faces couldn't help drastically changing.

"Neviar?!"

When Tyrion heard that name, his heart trembled.
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Neviar, ranked 2 on the Death Gate Academy's bounty board.

...

Neviar.

This name was known to them just a few days ago, when Aelira mentioned the alliance's Bounty Board. As for those students that were training themselves in the vast Continent, this name was as frightening as a fiend.

It's said that this person possessed excellent cultivation talent and was extremely ruthless. He was fully nurtured by the Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult. After all these years, nearly every student that has encountered him, when they're training outside, lost their lives. Furthermore, his methods were extremely cruel.

Everyone that was killed by him were decapitated and their heads were placed deep.in their already emptied out stomach.

Even the alliance were furious at the cruelty of this person. They had once sent an Elder to get rid of him. However, although they were able to heavily wound him, they'd also paid a great price. But the crucial part was that he managed to escape every single time. Whenever he reappeared, he would become even harder to handle.

If someone asked who was the most fearsome person that a Death Gate Academy's student could encounter, it would be Neviar.

The face of Aelira and the rest turned pale as they directed their lines-of-sight towards the top of the pine tree, towards that black-robed youth with a longsword behind him. The latter had a light smile on his face, but they could feel the chill that was coming from their bones.

Who could have imagined that they would encounter that unlucky star here?

This was definitely an existence even more fearsome than Archon.

Aelira tightly clenched her teeth as she felt helpless. When they encountered Archon, they could still put up a fight. But now that they've encountered Neviar, it'd be difficult for them to have any chance of escaping.

"It seems like this calamity won't be easy to escape." Michael bitterly smiled as the despair was seen within his eyes.

Tyrion wiped the fresh blood off the corner of his mouth with great difficulty as he endured the intense pain that coursed throughout his body. He tightly stared at that figure and also felt helpless in his heart. His state was too terrible. If he fought again, he would probably have to pay a huge price.

But, at this point of time, the baleful energy within his body was already exhausted.

"Haha, what's with all your expressions? To kill Archon, you guys are still pretty formidable. Within the Death Gate Academy, I believe that none of you are nameless people, right? I wonder, what's your ranking in the Myth ranking?" Neviar said gently with a smile at everyone from far away.

"None of your business!" Michael's expression turned dark. Towards this executioner, whose hands were drenched with god knows how much blood from the students of the Death Gate Academy, he was naturally disgusted with him.

"What great bravery, I'm impressed." Neviar smiled as he gave Michael a big thumbs up. Just as he raised his thumbs up, he abruptly pierced it forwards.

"Careful!"

Aelira's face changed as her diamond-like hand rose. The Cosmic Water pearl burst out with a dazzling light as the azure tidal wave swept out and formed a heavy line of defense.

Shhhhhuuu!

The fine sound of a gale was heard as a black light tore the heavy waves of water apart. Thereafter, it heavily hit onto Michael's arm and a bloody hole appeared with fresh blood flowing from it.