Chapter 255: Dekans Demon Research |
Cat Teacher and Morion watched the battle behind Dekan.
"Those three demons seem to be on three different channels meow..."
Under Dekan's misleading, both Fahilir and Bachel were communicating at cross-purposes.
Fahilir at this moment seemed not to have realized the severity of the problem yet.
"I want to slip away."
Morion frowned, looking at Bachel whose degree of Berserk was getting higher and higher; he felt Dekan was also playing with fire.
The current Bachel was like a volcano.
And Dekan was constantly pouring explosives into the crater frantically.
Morion temporarily couldn't predict to what extent Dekan intended to stack Bachel's Berserk.
Plus those cards of Dekan that messed with mentality.
In the instant Bachel suffered huge stimulation, all of Bachel's breakdown could be completely detonated.
At that time, Bachel might really become strong to an unimaginable degree.
But even if Bachel's vitality was strong, he couldn't withstand the power brought by this Berserk state that exceeded the limit countless times.
It was probably a disposable Bachel.
Vampires only suck people dry.
But demons have actually started researching how to squeeze demons into the negatives...
This guy is becoming less and less like a human...
Morion sighed in his heart, while also feeling a bit afraid.
Dekan, after letting himself go in the Shadow World, seemed to have evolved again.
Morion had already decided to slip away later, looking towards the direction of the teleportation gate leading to the seventh layer, starting to plan the escape route in advance.
Although Fahilir noticed Morion's small movements, he didn't say anything.
It was normal for a Tier 5 human to feel fear towards the oppressive feeling of battle at this level.
And at this moment, Fahilir's focus wasn't on this insignificant human at all.
He was enjoying this delightful duel.
...
On the field, Cornelia fled wretchedly.
With the help of [Captain De’erkan]'s distraction, she was always able to preserve herself.
But there was absolutely no chance to cause any damage to Bachel.
And as Bachel's Berserk degree deepened, becoming stronger and stronger, Cornelia's dodging became more and more on the edge.
"I didn't expect her to be a puppet summoner too. Well, but she won't last long."
Fahilir commented on the battle situation with a light tone.
Opposite him, Dekan seemed finally a bit anxious, unable to hold back from shouting at Bachel:
"Teacher Bachel! As long as you lose this duel, you belong to me! According to the rules, I will be able to take you from the Warden!"
Bachel: "Eh?"
When Bachel heard this sentence from Dekan.
His entire body actually stopped its offensive directly, freezing on the spot.
It was as if he heard some even more terrible bad news; his emotions fluctuated violently.
Fall into this gray-haired demon's hands?
Become his possession?
Only this matter, Bachel absolutely wouldn't want even if he died ten thousand times!
Bachel's sanity, which was already on the verge of collapse, now suddenly fell into an overloaded state.
Because he felt even more afraid.
If he defeated the red-haired girl, what awaited him would undoubtedly be the gray-haired demon's ruthless sanction.
But if he lost to the red-haired girl, what awaited him would be a hell from which he could never escape forever!
"Why! Why must I suffer all this!!!"
Bachel roared madly as if using up all the strength in his body, wailing in pain.
In an instant, he actually resisted Fahilir's mental control!
However.
Bachel's reaction made Fahilir feel somewhat surprised.
In Fahilir's view.
Dekan seemed to be trying to awaken his teacher's mind under a huge disadvantage.
And this teacher-student bond beyond imagination was actually enough to let Bachel defeat the mental control through his own will!
"Too wonderful, it is precisely this kind of emotion that has the value of being completely destroyed!"
Fahilir couldn't help applauding.
"Don't look down on Teacher Bachel!"
Dekan shouted angrily.
"Hehe, do you want to instruct Bachel to throw the match? It's useless."
Fahilir sneered and mocked Dekan, while simultaneously issuing a stronger mandatory command to Bachel again:
"Bachel! I order you to unleash your full power and win this duel quickly! This is a mandatory command! Don't think about lifting the mental control through your own will; if you could really lift it, probably even I would have to fear you a little."
Immediately, Bachel felt the strength of the mental control increase several times; no matter how chaotic his brain was, or how collapsed his emotions were, his body moved involuntarily.
"Teacher Bachel! Do you want me to enter the arena and fight you head-on?"
Dekan shouted very anxiously seeing Bachel, who had finally stopped with great difficulty, fall into a controlled situation again.
"Playing the emotional card is meaningless! You don't need to dream about entering the arena personally either!! Once you violate the rules, you will be directly erased by the barrier!"
Fahilir laughed wildly.
However, the instant Bachel heard this sentence from Fahilir, his expression froze.
Subsequently, his brain seemed disconnected from his body.
His body was still pursuing Cornelia.
But his head actually turned to look at Fahilir at a weird angle.
"Can he not enter the arena?!"
Bachel stared fixedly at Fahilir and asked, as if a person deep in hell saw someone throwing a thin rope to him.
If Dekan couldn't enter the arena.
Then he seemed to still be savable!
"Tsk."
Fahilir clicked his tongue somewhat unhappily seeing Bachel's look as if seeing hope.
In Fahilir's view, Bachel felt rejoicing because he heard he didn't have to face his student head-on.
Subsequently, Fahilir waved his palm.
The rules of the sixth layer and the Demon King Granted Arena appeared in the sky above the colosseum.
Fahilir shouted somewhat displeasedly:
"Bachel, give up struggling! But I can indeed tell you, on this layer, the tragedy of you teacher and student killing each other cannot happen, because the rules set by the Demon King do not allow it! So you'd better unleash your full power!"
He had basically seen what he wanted to see.
Next, it was better to end this battle quickly.
Bachel: "!!!"
Bachel seemed to have found a true savior.
At this moment, Fahilir looked like an angel in Bachel's eyes!
Bringing him an indescribably strong sense of security.
Under desperate circumstances, Bachel instantly figured out his true situation at this moment.
This was the Demon Realm Prison; there was a Tier 8 Warden behind him, and barrier restrictions laid by the Demon King personally!
It was no longer that dark Demon Academy!
No matter how terrible this gray-haired demon was.
He couldn't possibly turn the sky over!
Seeing hope, Bachel finally recovered some sanity, clutching tightly onto his life-saving straw.