Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?



Left, right, front, back, and center, the Academy members fought with vigor, though it wasn't without some injuries... especially to the disciples. 

After all, though some had already begun killing creatures these past few weeks, it was important to know the number they attacked wasn't as nearly as these. 

After killing creatures surrounding them, the disciples had no time to breathe, as several creatures made sneak attacks, some smacking them hard, others grabbing their feet, and some stabbing their bodies mercilessly. 

Luckily the grandmaster had given them strange pins to clip on their chest pockets. 

The moment any demonic attack was plunged toward their heart, it would bounce off their chests or back. 

On their ear, there was a strange diamond pebble that stuck to their lobe like magic. 

This pebble would also prevent any head or neck attacks. So no one would have to worry about a sneak attack borrowing through their skulls. 

Of course, these items were only given to them because this mission was special. It will probably be the last time such a gesture is made since these safety items can be purchased in the Academy using their points or academy money. 

But during this mission, why not protect the other body parts?

The answer was simple... For experience. Only pain can allow one to recall every mistake.

Ahhhh!

Jung Hou yelled, before swiping his attack and backflipping in pain. He stared at his bleeding thought and cursed. 

Dammit! 

The eyeball creature can release spiky thorns?" 

Jung Hou made a mental note, burning all knowledge in his brain. As cultivators, don't forget their brains were far superior to normal, with photographic memories that could remember anything they put their mind to. 

Jung Hou twirled his giant Scalpel in the air, slashing the many thorns coming his way. 

That's right, as a heinous doctor, he prepared his weapon to be a scalpel rather than a sword. 

There were 3 other disciples from the Hou clan, who also chose medical tools as their weapons. 

Someone had a giant syringe that could not only be used to fight but could also suck in its enemy into the tube part and keep them there like a vacuum machine. 

As time goes on, they can also invent their own techniques or special moves, and perhaps create manuals too.

Another person had giant scissors, and the other person, who was a Nurse under the Hou clam, prepared her weapon to be a bandage.

Don't look down on the simple bandage roll in her hand. It moved like a serpent, curling around its prey until it mummified it.

Let's not forget it could divide itself like the enemy's many thorns, releasing burning heavenly qi on the enemies it touched. 

Everyone was giving their all, fighting with their best. Yet, now and then, their eyes would fall on a particular sight that was about to unfold. 

Even the nearby creatures seemed to feel the crackling air and added nit step in between the big boss and the daring human who opposed him. 

The big boss was the big boss... 

The moment he released his aura, several weaker monsters fainted, and even some disciples felt a heavy weight pressing them down. 

"Pair up!" Haru's voice bellowed. In no time the disciples formed teams of two's and three's. Everyone would have everyone's back. Those who could resist paired with those who felt pressured. 

My God! I think you should take a look at

It was terrible. Even those in the mansion could faintly feel the pressure coming from the big boss. 

Endo stared at the protective barrier above the mansion grimly.

"Everyone, prepare yourselves! Under no circumstance must you cross over the symbols on the ground!"

Soon, the barrier would fall. If they wanted to die then be his guest.

Emily and the others nodded heavily, while still turning their attraction to the big finale ahead.

From the moment they saw the mysterious Dorian, he gave off the power of being untouchable. Even his shadow counterpart was superior. So don't blame them for being overly curious about how strong he truly was.

Of course, perhaps because of his age, they still had doubts about whether he could handle such a terrifying monster on his own.

As for those who have been trapped here for hundreds of years, they couldn't help feeling uneasy the more they watched. Especially Princess Catherina and her good lackey, Mabel.

They had a hunch that if Dorian died or got top injured their hope of leaving this place would fly away. 

Dammit! 

How can they let this happen? Looking at Endo, they wasted no time cursing and ordering him about. 

"What sort of fake unity are you all displaying here? Why don't the rest help him out? Of course, you have to stay here and protect us. But why don't the others outside rush to stand behind him? Or do you all want him to get injured or something?" 

"Hey!... Her Highness Catherina is talking to you! Don't act like you're deaf. I tell you that you must answer-"

Pah. Pah!

Endo lightly moved his hands, and the next thing they knew, he had tapped the pressure points on their necks. 

What?!

Both girls tried speaking but found no sound coming echoing out.

 With trembling hands, they pointed at Endo, cursing as loud as they could. Sadly, it made everyone feel they were watching a silent movie.

"Noisy."

Endo frowned, finding himself repeating Dorian's usual slogan. 

No wonder the Grandmaster was irked by too much talking. The other disciples by his side nodded, feeling Elder Endo did the right thing. 

They had the urge to feed these women to the creatures whenever they spoke. 

"The Grandmaster doesn't need anyone's help. He is an existence far scarier than anything here... Don't worry, it will be over soon."

Really? 

Rudolf inwardly questioned with scrutiny, turning his attention to the big battle. 

Soon, his scrutiny turned to disbelief, and then to fear, watching the mighty final boss go from being arrogant to begging for his life with snot oozing down his nose. 

This... This... 

Who was the real monster here?