Chapter 254: Dekan is Raising a Monster (1/2) |
"Meow! Stop it, that's not teacher-student affection at all meow!"
Cat Teacher hurriedly extended its paw to block Dekan's face, stopping Dekan from insulting the word "teacher".
"Mm..."
Dekan fell silent for a while.
He looked at Cat Teacher, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper, as if he had thought of a very important question.
Finally, he asked:
"Speaking of which, Cat Teacher, there's a question I've actually been wondering about for a long time. What subject do you teach exactly?"
"Meow meow meow!!"
Cat Teacher's fur stood on end immediately upon hearing Dekan's words.
However, it found that Cornelia and Morion also revealed the same doubtful eyes looking at it.
It seemed they had also been curious for a long time.
They just hadn't found a chance to ask.
Cat Teacher wanted to argue on the basis of reason, but seemed unable to speak it out.
"Cat Teacher? Are you okay?"
Seeing it holding its breath made Dekan a bit worried it would overheat from anger.
"You guys don't need to know so clearly about cat matters! Anyway, I am Cat Teacher and that's it meow! Wuluwuli rua!"
Cat Teacher waved its front paws, gesturing wildly in front of Dekan, then jumped into Morion's shadow as if in a huff.
The three looked at each other and all shook their heads.
However, just as they were chatting, a cargo supply from the third layer also appeared at the teleportation gate entrance.
"What did you order?"
Morion asked somewhat puzzledly.
He didn't see Dekan ordering dishes; Dekan just completed the payment at light speed.
But the side of the third layer's teleportation gate appeared like a kitchen window with a meal appearing every once in a while.
"Demon Realm Omakase, it should be pretty good."
Dekan recalled the Cooking Classroom at the Demon Academy back then; Teacher Bachel also provided Omakase-style cuisine for him and Cornelia.
Now that his memories were stirred, he couldn't help but experience it one more time.
"Nostalgic. Bachel was really nice, both in culinary skills and as a person!"
Cornelia also nodded, her right hand couldn't help but grip the air and wave it.
She remembered hitting many targets with a hammer.
But Bachel still had the best hand-feel.
Bouncy and couldn't be broken by beating.
"..."
Morion very consciously took two portions of the meal, leaving space for the two chatting about memories, and walked to the other side.
"...Did I miss a volume?"
Morion asked Cat Teacher in the shadow in a whisper, somewhat puzzled hearing Dekan and Cornelia chatting about content he couldn't understand.
Cat Teacher poked its head out of the shadow and answered:
"Meow meow meow, if divided according to the 'Tale of Dekan and Cornelia' I wrote, you are probably a character who only appeared in the third volume. It's normal not to know the content of the first two volumes. But unfortunately, I also only appeared in the second volume; the Shadow World recording of the first volume was cut too much by the academy..."
...
"Breakfast, half of life."
Dekan stood on one side of the arena, sighing with emotion, whether savoring the meal just now or recalling the meal in his memory.
In less than an hour, the three of them finished breakfast quite leisurely.
Then they came together to the central area of the sixth layer to wait for Fahilir.
Time was up.
Not a minute more, not a minute less.
Fahilir pushed a restrained body out of the laboratory.
Seemingly to prevent it from losing control, it was covered with the strongest restraint devices and seals Fahilir could apply.
"Oh? Did you modify the prisoner?"
Fahilir looked at Cornelia beside Dekan and found she seemed to have no changes.
"She is the strongest, no need for those fancy things."
Dekan just said with certainty.
"Heh."
Fahilir sneered and shook his head, "Then, let's start?"
Fahilir placed his hand on the prisoner he had modified, seeming prepared to display it to Dekan like unveiling a work of art.
There was a feeling of wanting to see Dekan's surprised expression.
"Let's start."
Dekan said with a somewhat solemn expression.
Accompanied by the approval of both sides, the entire central area of the sixth layer sank, forming a large open space like a colosseum. At the same time, the barrier state also changed, as if entering a combat readiness state.
And the surroundings of the colosseum became like spectator seats, allowing a view of the battle situation in the colosseum from above.
This layer itself used the arena as the main body, while the surrounding laboratory facilities were just additions.
Cornelia and Dekan looked at each other, then jumped into the colosseum.
Fahilir pushed the prisoner directly down into the colosseum and undid the restraints on his body.
Accompanied by the explosion of several restraints and seals, Fahilir's trump card was finally awakened.
A violent aura spread out like a halo.
Although Bachel was still in human form, his body no longer possessed the appearance a living creature should have, as if he had been modified into a chimera in human shape.
He was filled with a terrifying sense of power, like a prehistoric giant beast, making the surrounding air seem several times heavier.
After Fahilir's modification, Bachel was strengthened to a level that was extremely strong even among Tier 7s.
But not just an improvement in stats; Bachel was also endowed with characteristics specifically to counter Dekan.
Dekan quickly identified them.
The current Bachel seemed able to continuously stack Berserk states, allowing his body to exert combat power beyond limits while in an overloaded state.
Just after undergoing cruel modification, Bachel entered the Berserk state directly after being released from restraints. The aura on his body strengthened by several notches, and this oppressive feeling actually showed signs of approaching Tier 8!
Dekan felt relatively satisfied in his heart.
Among the several suitable characteristics that could be endowed to Bachel through forbidden demon experiments in his expectations, Infinite Berserk was indeed a good choice for the sadistic Fahilir.
Far opposite Dekan, Fahilir sensed Bachel's aura and laughed wildly:
"Let you see my masterpiece! I name him Berserk Bachel! He is an undead warrior who miraculously survived unimaginable torture at the Demon Academy! He can withstand my highest experimental results! Today, he has completely transformed!"
Fahilir introduced his work proudly while paying attention to Dekan's expression.
He saw Dekan pursing his lips without saying a word, staring tightly at Bachel's figure in the colosseum.
That was a look of thirty percent sorrow and seventy percent pity.
Fahilir nodded with satisfaction.
Wait a moment, and this expression would definitely become even more wonderful.
The deeper your bond, the crueler the duel later will be.
Because in this teacher-student duel, Bachel would very likely fall into deep pain due to unwillingness to persecute his own student.
This would instead further stimulate Bachel's Berserk state, making him stronger and stronger!
...
And in the colosseum.
Bachel finally slowly opened his blood-red eyes as if reviving.
He felt good now, as if reborn.
Except for the stabbing pain that made his whole body cold coming from his brain from time to time.
PART 2
His mind was like a pot of paste, as if he had just finished a fragmented nightmare.
Although he could feel that he had endured pain beyond the limit of biological endurance when he just suffered comprehensive modification.
But that kind of pain, to him, was not worth mentioning compared to any fragment in the nightmare.
He didn't want to recall anything related to that nightmare anymore.
The nightmare was over.
Now, he would usher in a new life.
Obviously, this was nothing more than a colosseum.
The strong one who gave him new life probably hoped to drive him to defeat the opponent in front of him.
Having crossed the darkest darkness, Bachel was already fearless.
No matter what enemy, he would crush them!
However.
When Bachel's gaze locked onto the enemy in front of him.
Those red strands of hair first caused Bachel's pupils to contract violently.
Subsequently, Bachel's teeth began to chatter.
"Ah... Ah..."
Bachel finally saw the red-haired girl's appearance clearly at this moment.
Although she was no longer in demon form at this moment.
But that figure completely overlapped with the nightmare!
And this wasn't an illusion.
Even if Bachel died, he couldn't forget the oppressive feeling of this red-haired monstrous strength demon.
Cornelia also took out a book and waved it in front of Bachel.
"!!!"
The feeling this book gave Bachel was extremely similar to the hammer that brought him endless torture in his memory!
Thinking of these, Bachel's breathing became extremely disordered, his body occupied by fear, subconsciously retreating violently, wanting to get as far away from this red-haired girl as possible!
Even though he knew clearly he was much stronger than the red-haired girl.
But he dared not harbor any thoughts of fighting.
Once, he was also stronger than this red-haired girl!
The result was cruel.
Everything started with another figure besides the red-haired girl.
Bachel's eyeballs began to roll like crazy, his gaze wandering around, searching for nearby targets.
However.
In less than half a second, he saw the gray-haired, blue-eyed little succubus above the colosseum.
The prison lights shone behind the gray-haired demon, making the shadows covering his face just right, only those sapphire-like pupils appeared exceptionally bright.
That gaze, hiding a trace of mockery in pity, and full of disdain in sorrow, caused Bachel's mind to be instantly washed and occupied by a turbulent flow of memories of blood and darkness.
He stood transfixed on the spot, his body starting to tremble violently as if losing control, his eyes seeming about to shed tears of blood.
"No!!!!"
Bachel held his head and roared in pain.
He shook his head frantically; he began to pound his own head violently with his hands, his body twitching and twisting ceaselessly.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Bachel finally couldn't help but roar in despair.
He had fallen into a nightmare from which he could not wake up.
...
However, at this moment, in Fahilir's eyes, this was an incomparably wonderful teacher-student reunion.
All reactions were as he expected.
But also exceeded his expectations.
When the student saw the teacher he cared about modified into such appearance, yet was powerless, he could only endure the grief and watch from afar.
And when the teacher realized all this, and that he would personally defeat his student's follower and become his student's enemy.
He finally had a mental breakdown.
Just how deep a teacher-student affection was this, to make their emotions so intense.
And Bachel also deepened his Berserk state under this stimulation, finally breaking through the critical point of Tier 8!
Fahilir only felt it was beyond words.
"Bachel, I know you can't bear to be enemies with your own student, but I must regretfully tell you, I planted a mental control component in your brain; you will have to obey my command to fight!"
Fahilir shouted down with a rather sadistic smile.
"No!! You can't do this!!!"
Bachel turned his head violently, looking at Fahilir standing on the platform behind him.
In Bachel's eyes, besides despair, there remained only fear and pleading.
"Heh heh, this isn't up to you. You can go now, Bachel; defeat that red-haired girl, but don't kill her, bring her to me intact."
Fahilir issued his command.
Subsequently, Bachel only felt his body uncontrollably starting to rush towards Cornelia to execute the order.
"No!! Stop it quickly!!! You will regret it!!!"
Bachel shouted brokenly at Fahilir.
Although he was already controlling his body with all his might.
But he still couldn't stop launching attacks on Cornelia.
He wasn't that afraid of the red-haired girl herself.
But he was afraid of that gray-haired demon behind the red-haired girl.
Even if the gray-haired demon's styling changed.
But those pupils, just one look, and he could recognize them!
The source of the nightmare that seemed engraved in the deepest part of his mind, which he could never shake off!!
Inside the colosseum at this moment.
Cornelia had already fully buffed herself, and the enemy Bachel was in an extremely chaotic state with no will to fight.
But she still completely dared not confront Bachel, only fleeing with all her might.
When she was about to be closed in on by Bachel, she would summon a [Captain De’erkan] to control Bachel.
Although it could delay for a few seconds to widen the distance.
But every time [Captain De’erkan] was used, it seemed to deepen Bachel's Berserk state a little.
Fahilir watched this cat-and-mouse scene, almost convinced his victory was set in stone.
Bachel's performance seemed very reasonable in Fahilir's eyes.
This demon teacher wanted to throw the match and lose to his student.
But subject to mental control, he couldn't act according to his own will.
Instead, this deepened his Berserk state step by step.
Fahilir also noticed Dekan's expression becoming more solemn.
Even, between those eyes, there was a bit of anger hard to conceal.
"Too wonderful, just like this! Keep going!"
Fahilir shouted happily.
"No, I beg you to let me go!!"
Bachel's voice gradually turned into crying shouts at this moment.
In his eyes, he saw the meaning of Dekan's expression was: If you dare to continue being my enemy, I will make you experience pain ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than before!
Clearly, Bachel possessed absolute power and occupied an absolute advantage in the colosseum.
But at this moment, he was like a helpless child.
His nerves were being pulled and torn by two giant forces, snapping one by one...