Chapter 294 Mad Berserker Red Tiger Core
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Updated : Oct 7th, 2025
Klaus had been looking forward to teasing Miguel for a while. Although he knew what he was doing was provocative, he just couldn't stop himself. There was something about that guy that made it impossible for him to hold back whenever he saw him.
However, today, for some reason, Klaus was able to divert his gaze when he heard the senior speak from his soul sea.
"Senior, what is it? I'll retrieve it quickly so I can get this out of the way," Klaus thought, eager to awaken the Slaughter Aura so he could finally kill without the worry of being overwhelmed by bloodlust.
"Relax. Whatever it is, I'm not sure you can retrieve it easily. Just stay calm for now and keep observing," the senior said, causing Klaus to sigh inwardly.
He had received quite the gift from Dharma, so he planned to awaken the Slaughter Aura first before diving into it.
Even the senior had told him he needed to deal with the Slaughter Aura before leveling up, especially with the high-tier cores he had received from both Dharma and Dave Arcadia waiting to be absorbed.
Klaus returned to smiling at Miguel, who occasionally cast sidelong glances at him. Miguel was a thick guy with arms strong enough to strangle the life out of Klaus. But Klaus knew that wouldn't be possible.
Unlike the arrogant Legacies who still believe Klaus is beneath them, Miguel has already realized Klaus is on an entirely different level, so was always striving to get stronger so he can defeat him someday.
Unbeknownst to him, his willingness to keep training so he could defeat Klaus was pushing him beyond his limit.
A while later, a figure entered the large hall. As soon as he did, an oppressive aura swept across the entire room, silencing everyone.
"Welcome, everyone," he spoke suddenly. "I am Cephas Tune, an Inner Disciple at Celestial Mountain Academy and your instructor for this year's Genius Gathering." The moment he introduced himself, jaws dropped across the room.
They had all assumed he was an instructor from the academy, but upon hearing he was just a disciple, everyone was shocked senseless. If a mere disciple had such an imposing aura, then what would the instructors be like?
Instantly, everyone wanted to possess such an aura—everyone except Klaus, who had already experienced far worse both in his current self and his past. Still, he had to admit the academy knew how to push people to their limits.
It didn't take a genius to realize that the young man before them wasn't an elite of the academy. No institution would send their top students to babysit rookies in one of the most secure places on earth.
Saying that Cephas retrieved a pulsating red core, about the size of half a basketball, radiating a bloodthirsty aura.
Instantly, everyone in the room felt a bloodlust making their primal instincts screamed at them to seize the core and consume it.
Klaus was no exception; his gaze turned icy as he locked onto the core. He could see that what he had been after had finally appeared.
"Brat, that core is what you need. It contains the essence of a bloodthirsty monster. Absorbing it will help awaken your Slaughter Aura. You must do whatever it takes to obtain it," the senior urged, and Klaus nodded inwardly.
Knowing this, Klaus felt no reason to hold back. Once he got his hands on that core, he would be able to solve his problems and continue his grind.
"That concludes everything. Use the next few days to select your 100 warriors and familiarize yourselves with each other's strengths and weaknesses. Trust me, you're going to need it for the upcoming competition.
And before you assume the Mountain Dew is the same as the ordinary ones you've received before—think again. That will be all," Cephas finished. Without taking another step, he vanished from the hall.
The whole place became chaotic as they all looked at each other. Klaus, on the other hand, had his eyes closed, talking with the Senior in his soul sea.
He knew the next few days would be fun; finally, he would come face to face with his haters, Miguel, Lawrence, and the others who hadn't been bold enough to speak up arrogantly at him during the Felin Youth Ball.
The Eastern Region has 1,000 people, and they have to select 100 to represent them. Of course, nobody would want to be excluded from this group of 100. There are bound to be some problems considering the rewards on the line are just too enticing.
"Klaus, what are we going to do?" Suddenly, Anna tugged on Klaus's shirt and asked.
"What else? Find a way to use your leadership skills to bring all of them together. We can continue from there," Klaus said, knowing that the moment he made any move to step up, chaos would erupt.
"But..." Anna wanted to complain, but before she could speak, Miguel interjected, causing Klaus to raise an eyebrow.
"Fairy Anna, can you help with the leadership position? We have only four days to select the 100 participants."
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