Apocalyse: Marked by Chaos
Chapter 84 - 83 Combat (1)

Chapter 84: Chapter 83 Combat (1)

Olivia’s eyes darted towards Lucian now and then, her fingers tightened around her pen. She turned to Klaus, who was sitting beside her.

"Was this necessary?" she asked, her eyes burning with anger.

Klaus turned to her. "Yes." He stared straight into her eyes.

Olivia bit her lower lip. Now Lucian was going to think that they were really dating. She really wanted to go to him and explain everything to him. Would he even believe her?

"Today’s class is going to be theory. Because some thieves broke into the laboratory last night, cutting open my special specimen. I know the culprit is here in this class," Verax’s voice echoed in the room, hushing every sound in the room.

Olivia froze in her seat as she heard what he said. Did he find out that she was the one? She swallowed. Her eyes met with his; she tried her best not to avert her gaze.

Verax had suspicions about Olivia. He believed she was the one who did it. He tried to intimidate her with his gaze. If she looked away, then he would be able to confirm his suspicion. He hissed annoyingly when Olivia held his gaze.

"Just so you all know, we are already conducting an investigation. We will find the culprit very soon. So if you know the person, I would advise you to point him or her out... or anonymously," he continued, his eyes gazing at every student. He loved the way he made them shift in their seats.

But few students sat unbothered by his presence, and that included Olivia. But he did not know that she was about to pass out from fear of being discovered.

Verax waited for any of the students to come forward, but no one came out. He sighed in disappointment. "Okay, that will be the end of today’s class," he said grumpily, packing his stuff.

"But the class is just beginning," a student said.

Verax’s one eye flickers with annoyance. "You are right, so all of you will go to the school’s backyard. You are attending Stefan Damonwalk’s class today," a devilish smirk curved on his lips.

Gasps echoed across the room. Who doesn’t know how strict and difficult Stefan Damonwalk is? It was like they were being sent to hell.

"Teacher Verax, our class has ended. Can we do some other activities?" another student asked, his voice laced with worry.

The click of Verax’s tongue echoed through the room. "I’m afraid not. Now move. What are you all waiting for?" he yelled.

The students quickly got to their feet, scrambling out of the classroom.

"Get out!!" Verax yelled, flailing his hand.

In the backyard of the school, a large number of students gathered in the open. Olivia stood beside Klaus, who was adamant that she had to stay close to him.

In front of the students was Stefan Damonwalk, the most respected and feared teacher in the academy. Stefan’s cold eyes pierced through all the students in front of him, his well-toned body bulging out of his t-shirt.

"Today, we will be doing combat. You are free to cheat, use your system power, your armour, your boosters, anything you can get your hands on. All you have to do is win. But you can’t do critical damage. If you do, I will do the same to you," his powerful and cold voice thundered through the air.

The students remained quiet. Not even the birds dared to chirp.

"Any questions?"

One student shakily raised her hand. "What if... if you want to sit the combat out...?"

"Not an option," he sharply cut her off.

The student shakily returned her hand back to her side, nodding hastily as she tried to blink away the tears welling in her eyes.

Olivia swallowed. She had never done combat before. She had no skills or any move to win. She could only pray to be paired with someone who was weaker than her.

Stefan flicked his hand, and a blue battleground erupted from the ground. "If you lose, you lose one of your levels to the battleground," he added nonchalantly.

Gasps filled the air. Not only do they get beaten black and blue, but they will also level to the battleground? Isn’t that too cruel?

Olivia grimaced at that thought. She bit her lower lip, her fingers fidgeting by her side.

"Relax. No one’s stupid enough to lay a finger on you, not when they know you’re mine. They wouldn’t dare," Klaus proudly said.

Olivia only spared him a glance before turning her gaze back to the battleground. If he thinks Stefan Damonwalk was going to pair her with someone that Klaus has influence over, then he really needs to learn how to think logically and critically.

"The first on the list is Freya Donovan and Nathan Brown," Stefan called out.

Freya walked out into the arena, and so did a boy named Nathan. Both of them were new students.

Olivia’s fists clenched beside her. She didn’t even know that Freya was here. At that point, she wished she was the one who was paired with her. Her eyes turned cold with anger. Her nails dug into her palm.

Freya and Nathan stood a few meters opposite each other. The sound of a tong echoed through the atmosphere, signaling the start of the battle.

Freya’s eyes shone whitish blue as lightning crackled between her fingers. Nathan swirled his hand, and a cyclone of wind rotated around him.

Freya smirked before throwing a bolt of lightning toward him, but his wind cyclone immediately neutralised it. A scowl formed on her lips when she saw that her power was easily neutralised by him.

She needed to end this quickly. The quicker she defeated him, the more the students would fear and respect her.

Freya floated in the air, her head tilted toward the sky. Dark clouds churned above like a living storm, responding to her call. The cyclone twisted tighter, darker, then a blinding lightning cracked across the sky.

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