Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave
Chapter 63 A Feeling Of Distress
The flying knife, like a dart, quickly penetrated the ogre's back.
More strangely, the flying knife ran through the ogre's body effortlessly until it fell onto the ground with its force spent.
At this sight, Zen was rendered speechless. He considered two possibilities. The first was that he was powerful enough to throw the flying knife through the ogre, but this was obviously impossible.
Another possibility was that the seemingly broken flying knife was sharp enough to run through the ogre.
Zen found that the second possibility was more likely than the first.
'This is a powerful flying knife!' Zen marveled at the knife's magic.
The colossal ogre was overcome with pain and staggered until spots of light consumed it.
Zen killed the only grade five unreal beast!
"Ding....."
A pure black crystal fragment fell onto the ground and bounced toward Zen's hand.
The black crystal fragment was all that Zen needed to pass the blooded test...
Zen, with the black crystal fragment in hand, could not help but curse the designer of the magic array.
Zen would rather deal with numerous grade three unreal beasts than the grade five unreal beast, namely, the ogre.
Zen, at that moment, was not short of other colored crystal fragments. Now, he was more concerned about the flying knife than the fragments.
Still reeling from the pain caused by the ogre's blow, Zen managed to take several steps. The knife had fallen in the bushes and shrubs. He could no longer see it.
'The magical flying knife is a must for my collection, ' Zen thought.
'How can it be lost?' Zen wondered.
After a careful and meticulous search, Zen finally found a small hole in the ground.
'Too bad... considering its overwhelming strength, the flying knife must have embedded itself in the ground, ' Zen thought.
sustained efforts and yet, he
this point, Zen found that his surroundings were gradually
thoughts back to the completion of the
a completely different scene. He found
place Zen was just digging was
flying knife! How could I
the loss of
injuries also disappeared. His body no longer hurt
flying knife amid the vast expanse of the Bloody Mountain.
who had been watching the blooded
were engaged in a lively
including the ordinary disciples and those from noble clans. Some of them had shown excellent performance and were considered to have great
failure had not
from the flying chariot and walked forward to ask, "To whom should I submit these
a female instructor in a yellow dress waved Zen forward. She was in charge of counting crystal fragments obtained by
masters present at that moment became confused when they saw Zen.
the blooded test, Zen's failure in the magic array would make it impossible for him to pass the test, even though he had many
fail the blooded test as he had used the magic array plate to release the grade
Joshua was gleeful about Zen's failure leading to his feeling
Zen of the
the black crystal fragment,
by what
the yellow dress marveled at Zen's
experience of collecting crystal fragments from participants, this was her first contact with a black
masters realized how Zen had come in
defeated the unreal beast.'
to
silence reigned
beast was designed to
black crystal fragment on the table was shining, as
could this black crystal fragment appear here?' the instructor in the yellow dress thought. She suspected
middle-aged man came forward to explain, "This black crystal fragment is unparalleled. It has remained unclaimed since the
when she heard
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