Chapter 245 The S-Rank Wanted Criminal

The students who had just left the Memorial Square turned around one after another, drawn by the sudden change, and gazed at the giant outdoor screen.

Their eyes, initially filled with confusion, soon turned grave.

The entire square erupted in a cacophony of noise, the only constant being the changing images on the screen.

No one had anticipated such a significant twist in the final stages of the Shadow World trial!

Even though Hyperion had temporarily managed to hide.

The observing students were now terrified by the sudden bloody scene that had unfolded in the botanical garden.

Those who would attack other challengers in the Shadow World were invariably red-named criminals, driven mad.

Ignoring the potential disasters of failing in the Shadow World, these cruel and ruthless outlaws often infiltrated lower-level Shadow Worlds through small, temporary Void Gates that appeared in the wild, indulging in their sadistic ways.

They were exceptionally skilled at disguising their identities, manipulating others, and even engaging in life-or-death combat with challengers. Moreover, due to their long history of hunting and plundering, their strength and the magic cards they possessed were not to be underestimated!

Generally speaking, encountering such a red-named criminal was a rare occurrence, simply a matter of terrible luck.

But the one Hyperion had encountered was likely well-prepared—

It was highly probable that someone had been secretly monitoring the Duke's daughter. As soon as they discovered that Hyperion had gone to a building sealing a Void Gate, they would notify others, even assassins in distant foreign lands, to start matching Shadow Worlds. With enough attempts, there was a high probability of colliding with Hyperion!

"Wait, this disgusting mercury..."

In front of the giant outdoor screen, a senior student from the Alchemy Academy, specializing in information science, stroked his chin, his brow furrowed as he watched the mercury mass being manipulated by the woman in the image.

Soon, new information from the South Continent Shadow World Management Association appeared on the screen—

[Information matched successfully. Summon identified as Immortal Mercury, holder is Lyrite, an S-class wanted criminal, a follower of the Putrid Bishop of the Resurrection Church.]

[Immortal Mercury]

[Category: Summon Card]

[Grade: Pink Divine]

[Tier: 5]

[Effect: Immune to 50% physical attacks. Contact attacks and being contacted cause a devouring effect on living beings, increasing its own attributes and size, lasts for 10 minutes.]

[Note: Merge with me and your body will never decay.]

"The Resurrection Church bastards?"

Many senior students shouted out in anger and shock.

"The Resurrection Church?"

Some freshmen in the square seemed puzzled by the term.

Having not yet obtained their registered challenger licenses, they hadn't truly come into contact with the real Shadow World and its darkest aspects.

"They are a heretical organization lurking on the North and South Continents, like poisonous insects with roots that cannot be severed. There are numerous records of their activities even before historical records."

"Even if the world is annihilated and history is fragmented, they will not be extinguished!"

"The organization's presence can be found in the Shadow World of every era..."

Speaking of the Resurrection Church, many senior students gnashed their teeth, their trembling voices seemingly mixed with resentment and fear.

A significant portion of the current Shadow World's mortality rate was related to the followers of the Resurrection Church.

Even more psychologically twisted followers enjoyed allowing exhausted challengers to die in despair amidst their humiliation, showcasing it to the world.

Even those senior students of the Ickrith Academy who had not personally encountered Resurrection Church members had heard stories, or knew someone who had been harmed by Resurrection Church members, losing their young lives because of these heretics.

"The danger of these heretics isn't limited to the Shadow World. The Resurrection Church has a greater impact on the real world."

Senior students, despite being unwilling to admit their fear of these heretics, couldn't mislead the freshmen about the dangers of the Resurrection Church.

Aside from these depraved Resurrection Church heretics.

What frightened the powerful figures of the world were the ten Resurrection Church Cardinal Bishops, who were like walking calamities, possessing the power to bring ruin and destruction.

They seemed to be the ultimate embodiment of human evil.

Even the Herton Kingdom would never willingly provoke any Resurrection Church Bishop to visit their lands.

"Duke Hyperion... why would she attract the attention of these heretics..."

For many freshmen, it was the first time they had witnessed the presence of Resurrection Church members firsthand.

Even through the magic screen, they could feel that the malice associated with death seemed to be one step closer to them.

"The disappearance of Duke Alanzal is likely inevitably connected to the Resurrection Church."

Many senior students who knew anecdotes from the royal capital's aristocratic circles finally understood one thing—the major nobles of the original Alanzal faction were not unwilling to investigate the Duke's whereabouts, but dared not!

Duke Hyperion must have learned something she shouldn't have, so she was being silenced.

For a time, the entire Geral Memorial Square became unusually silent.

The students held their breaths and focused on Hyperion's situation.

Even though many students were very repulsed by Hyperion, the half-demon.

None of the observing students were so evil as to hope that Hyperion would die tragically at the hands of these heretics!

…

Several minutes passed.

Demon Realm Botanical Experiment Garden.

Hyperion, who had been forced out of her stealth, coughed up blood in mid-air, struggling to regain her balance, and then barely landed on the ground.

The figure fighting Hyperion grinned and chased after her again.

Hyperion's eyelids drooped, bloodstains on the corners of her mouth.

Her body swayed violently, and it was clear that her physical burden was nearing its limit.

Even if she saw the enemy's movements clearly, she couldn't dodge them, and could only barely parry with her dagger.

As a result, she was kicked hard again.

She rolled several times on the grass before stopping.

"Huff… huff…"

Hyperion lay on the grass, trying to prop herself up, feeling her head incredibly heavy due to her injuries and the poisonous fog.

Even with the short-term buff from the Demon King's Restaurant's food, she found it difficult to fight the Tier 5 heretic Lyrite.

If the other party hadn't wanted to deny her the chance to escape the classroom in stealth, they would have used the terrifying silver xenomorph blocking the door to devour her long ago.

And behind this Tier 5 heretic was a Tier 2 spellcaster who would constantly try to apply control and debuff magic.

This botanical garden had become an inescapable cage.

Hyperion knew that if she was forced to use her last life-saving card, she wouldn't be far from death.

It must be that she and Lan Qi had done too many bad things, and her merits had been deducted too severely, that she had attracted this unexpected disaster.

But now, there was only one thing she could do.

Hyperion took a deep breath.

"Lan Qi, save me!"

Hyperion finally cried out helplessly.

If he didn't hurry over, she really couldn't hold on.

"Your companion?"

The heretic Lyrite sneered, thinking that Hyperion's cries for help were as ridiculous as a baby's panicked wails.

A Tier 2 Ickrith Academy freshman would only be accompanying the Duke's daughter to the Yellow Springs.

However.

Two seconds later.

With a loud crash, the botanical garden gate, which had been blocked by the silver xenomorph liquid mass, shattered open.

"!"

The heretic Lyrite frowned and turned her head warily towards the direction of the collapsing walls on the classroom side.

Then, her cold pupils suddenly contracted.

Because she saw a—

Demon who shouldn't, and had no reason to, be here.

The Headmaster of the Purgatory Corridor Academy!

My drafts are exhausted, and my passion is burning out. Tomorrow, I'll resume two updates first, but this month I will burn my heart and blood to code, and try my best to add more!

(End of this chapter)