《Mc's not part of the story》Chapter 154
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Chapter 154
Adalyn was facing a gargoyle, four months almost passed since she was summoned to this place.
She didn't reach level ten when the Awakening started, the monsters vanished even before she realized it. The people were eager to level up to become stronger.
Many batches ended and they knew every nook and cranny of the place. Even the Castle in the Punishment was already noted, many people had information about this.
Right now, instead of being afraid, the people were hungry to kill these monsters. Level up, level up, and level up. Even Adalyn was caught in this frenzy, she was pointing her index finger onto the head of the battered gargoyle.
A marble-like substance rotated and pierced the monster, it was spinning and penetrated the skull. However, Adalyn almost didn't see that another monster was going to attack her behind. Adalyn lately saw the monster and dodged but her shoulder was slashed and the wound began to bleed. She groaned as the monster dashed to kill her but Adalyn controlled the substance and shot its chest, the monster gasped as it fell to the ground.
Adalyn touched her wound, she bit her lips because of the pain, nonetheless, the wound faded and she was healed. She looked up and saw her sister.
"Thank you, Ate(sister) Meda!"
She shouted at the woman, Meda and Adalyn were both Filipino so they became close immediately. Adalyn called her ate as respect and a way of being intimate. She treated her as a big sister, and in Filipino, ate means big sister.
The woman who healed Adalyn smiled and waved her hand.
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The single tournament ended in a week, nobody knew that a dark horse would appear and became the champion.
Colt Beckett was standing on the stage, many people cheered him. What he did in the tournament was unbelievable, he defeated all of the best contenders for the finals and reached the top.
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Many people liked his cold attitude, especially girls, they kept screaming when they saw his rough personality. His unchanged expression caught their attention and they became a fan. His coldness was like a breeze of snow that prickled their hearts.
"Colt Oppa! Please, impregnated me!!"
Said one of the fans… it was still unknown what gender the person who shouted those words.
Colt didn't react, he was staring at the man who was slowly coming at him. Colt clicked his tongue and realized that his brother wasn't the one who would award him. Another person came. The man was holding a medal and trophy, he was smiling like a saint. When the people saw him, all of them changed their minds at cheered him.
The Hero of the Earth had come.
"Woohoo!! Kyle, Kyle, Kyle!"
They said with unison, the people became excited when they saw his face. Kyle saved the world many times and people knew it, even the recent events in Africa, Kyle was the one who solved it.
Kyle was smiling innocently, he waved his hand on them and the people screamed crazily. They were ecstatic that the man that they idolized waved at them.
Kyle stepped up and gave the medals to the third and second place, these people didn't have any prizes even though they were second and third. Only these medals would represent their greatness.
However, the champion, he would take all of them, the glory, the honor, and the prizes. It was pretty obvious that Colt would become stronger after this, he would have three Evolution Stones, which means three Skills. Although he had to overcome the excruciating pain to get them.
Power, honor, and fame, Colt Beckett would have it all. However, he was not happy, he could get these things by using money. All he wanted was to see the approval of his brother, but now that he saw that Christian was not the one who would give him the trophy, he lost his interest. He became disappointed, he wanted to leave now but he saw that Kyle was now in his front.
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Behind the mask of being the Savior of the world, Kyle had many dirty secrets and Colt knew most of them. They both stared at each other. Colt wanted to see what kind of man was the Savior, is he a devil or a saint? He stared at the man, Kyle smirked because of his relentless gaze.
He gave him the trophy and whispered the words that Colt wanted to hear.
"Your brother is proud of you, kuku."
Colt was petrified, he almost lost his reasoning but he regained control. He glared at the man who shook his heart.
"You are not my brother, so don't speak like you are close to him."
Of course, Colt knew that Christian and Kyle had friction and their relationship was a business, nothing more.
"Kuku."
Kyle laughed, Colt narrowed his eyes because he didn't like his reaction.
Kyle tapped his shoulder and walked away.
The people returned their attention to the winners. Colt had the same face but deep inside he was frustrated, he did all of this just to be acknowledged. He faked his name and he didn't use any of his family's resources or connection. He got here through strength but his brother didn't appreciate it.
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The individual tournament ended with a blast. The appearance of Kyle giving the medals struck the hearts of people.
Talented men were known and many guilds were trying to get them to their guilds. Colt was their main target, his power was the best defense and the best offense. He didn't show his full power when he fought these people, so many Guildleaders believed that Colt was far stronger than they thought.
Some people were dissatisfied when they found that the Hunters that they bet lost. Still, the first week was great, they saw many different types of Hunters, melee or long-range, physical or supernatural, all of these gave them thrill when they watched it.
Now, the second week would start.
Mikael was stretching, the battlefield would be held in expanded space. It was space that was created just for the team battle. Each space had different types of places, a desert, a forest, a city, a flat land, or maybe a combination.
No one knew what place they were going to fight in because it was randomized and even the administration didn't know it.
When Mikael watched all of the clips and found the essential Hunters of each country, he yawned. He started to find it abnormal that all of these people were weak even though they had the same level. No one could match him and Mikael was unhappy about it.
"Well, maybe I'm really gifted."
He mumbled and his team members rolled their eyes because of his arrogant words.
He rotated the Lightning Void Spear, his return had come. The world would realize again that Mikael had arrived.
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