"It seems you don't know who you are messing with," Christopher said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble as he advanced.
"I am not your local student, nor some homeless, ignorant tamer. I am not some weakling, someone you can casually step on. I am Christopher Valhalla, the eldest son of the Valhalla clan, who have stood tall in Cordelia for over a hundred decades! Coming here and meddling with me is one thing... but threatening my family? That road leads to only one destination: a dead end."
He closed the distance in a single stride, his hands shooting out with startling speed, gripping both Lincoln and Leon by their necks.
"And I don't take threats lightly."
"Master Christopher! Please! Don't kill them!" The Dean pleaded, stepping forward, his face etched with concern.
"You... You! Do you think your family is strong?! If you kill me, my... my elder brother will come after you!" Lincoln choked out, his face turning a mottled purple.
"Yes! My uncle is a Supreme Level tamer! He can wipe out your entire family!" Leon hissed, his eyes filled with venom.
"Supreme Level tamer!"
Christopher's attention sharpened. In the three major cities, there had been no news of a Supreme Tamer. Only Leon, due to his position, held the title. So, who was this uncle? Who was this Supreme Level individual?
'I know there are many hidden talents and powerful figures out there, but I know most of them. We aren't friends... in fact, we are all enemies. But still... I would like to meet this Supreme Level Tamer.'
He channeled a surge of his life force into the father and son, then released them, letting them crumple to the ground. He turned to the Dean.
"I am not going to kill them."
He turned and walked away, his back to the fallen men.
The two men's faces drained of color.
PIFFF!
They both vomited a mouthful of blood, their eyes wide with horror as they stared at Christopher's retreating figure.
"You! Even knowing my uncle is a Supreme Level, you still destroyed our cores and cultivation?!" Leon screamed, his voice filled with murderous rage.
"I don't like you."
Christopher paused, glancing over his shoulder.
"Your name reminds me of a bastard," he said, then resumed his departure.
"You!!!"
WHOOSH!!!
Christopher spun around, his eyes narrowing as a beam of light descended from the sky.
WHOOSH!!
Lazarus and Lucas surged forward, their combined energy shattering the projectile. The force of the collision pushed them back a few feet.
"Hmmm."
Christopher raised an eyebrow, while everyone else craned their necks, their eyes fixed on the sky.
"Is that?!"
The students' faces turned ashen, sweat beading on their foreheads as they stared at the beast hovering above the arena.
"That! That is the Spirit Fox! A Divine stage beast with a Lv10 combat strength!!!!" Monica shrieked, her voice filled with terror.
Christopher stared at the snow-white fox, his brow furrowed.
"You!" he spat out, his voice laced with disdain.
The fox returned his gaze, its eyes filled with recognition.
"You may be reborn, but you won't defeat my master this time," it said, its voice resonating throughout the arena.
"Reborn?"
"Defeat its master? What is this beast saying?!"
"I can't believe I just saw a talking beast! Even though it could kill us all with a single wave of its claws, I'm still thrilled," someone whispered, their voice filled with awe.
"What reborn?" Chloe asked Katherine, her eyes wide with confusion.
"I'm just as confused," Katherine replied, her voice barely a whisper.
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Christopher, Lazarus, and Lucas stared at the fox, their expressions conveying a sense of weary familiarity.
'I killed your master in my previous life, and I can do it in this one. Wait, how do you even know it's me?!'
Christopher sent a telepathic message, a feat only Supreme Level tamers could achieve, as the fox was not bound to him.
'Those two can't hide. They might look different, but we Divine beasts can see through their disguises,' the Spirit Fox replied.
'So, is your master in Cordelia?' Christopher asked.
'Why would I answer that question? I am here for a mission, not a fight...' the Spirit Fox replied, adding, 'The master already suspected it was you. You are the only one who can be so ruthless with the guardians, so he asked for peace.'
Christopher scoffed. 'Peace? Okay then... let my friend go, and I'll consider it.'
The ten-meter-long Spirit Fox turned its head towards Advika, then back to Christopher.
'Okay... but you will let me take them with me,' the Fox said.
"Are they communicating?" The Dean asked, his voice filled with disbelief.
"It seems so," Monica muttered, her jaw clenched.
"This beast is stronger than the ten dragons and might belong to the uncle Leon mentioned. It seems the uncle isn't happy, which is why he sent this beast. But upon discovering it was Master Christopher, it stopped its attack and even engaged in conversation... Who is this Christopher?" she added.
"It seems he's been hiding for a long time, meeting powerful tamers and growing stronger with their help. I think he also knows the master of this beast. So when the fox saw him, it stopped attacking," the Dean nodded, his eyes gleaming. 'The Valhalla's eldest son is truly impressive. It's a good thing he's in my academy,' he thought, a smirk playing on his lips.
Everyone watched in silence as the fox descended and landed before Leon and Lincoln.
"Spirit," Leon muttered, his voice filled with relief.
The fox nodded, then looked at Christopher over its shoulder.
"We will see each other again, human."
It tapped its paws on the ground twice, and a white rune appeared around them.
'Hmm... A light bloodline beast, belonging to the boss of the golden organization... my worst enemy, and currently after my head and Advika's powers... Do you really think I will believe you? I agreed to peace because there are things to take care of. When the time is right... we will meet again, and I'll make sure you die for real,' Christopher thought, his eyes fixed on the fox.
Everyone watched as the fox, Leon, and Lincoln vanished from the arena, leaving behind a heavy silence.
Everyone subconsciously turned to Christopher, who rubbed his ring, recalling his beasts.
'This is not a student... this is a master,' Chloe thought, her eyes fixed on Christopher, a bright smile spreading across her face.