bookpower Chapter 97 Boredom in C Rank portals
Chapter 97 Boredom in C Rank portals
Caspian's gaze flickered over the crowd, his mind sharpening.
The same brats from yesterday.
The one who had been bullying Lyrius.
A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Caspian's lips.
"Well," he muttered under his breath, stepping inside. "Looks like things are about to get interesting."
.
The room was suffocating. Caspian stepped inside, and before he could even take in the surroundings, the door clicked shut behind him.
A dozen eyes stared at him, full of resentment, hostility, and something else—hesitation.
The arrogant bastard who had been bullying Lyrius the day before, stood at the center, his arms crossed.
Around him, a handful of other students formed a loose circle, cutting off any easy way out.
"Hello," a voice greeted, mocking.
Caspian met the gaze of the one who spoke. A lanky guy, with sharp features and an overconfident smirk.
"Hi," Caspian replied, tone dry.
The tension cracked like ice underfoot.
"Why did you help him?" A guy asked, his voice low "You don't know who you're messing with."
Caspian tilted his head, unimpressed. "Neither do you."
A beat of silence.
Then, everything exploded.
{Few moments later}
When the dust settled, the room was unrecognizable.
The furniture was overturned, books scattered.
Caspian stood in the center, relaxed, rolling his wrist as if testing it.
Around him, bodies were sprawled on the floor, groaning in pain.
The main guy was against the wall, his breath coming in ragged gasps, eyes wide with disbelief.
His lackeys fared no better, some curled up clutching their ribs, others too stunned to speak.
Blood dripped from the corner of Caspian's knuckles.
"We're sorry! We'll never come near you again!" someone whimpered.
Caspian crouched, grabbing the main guy by the collar, lifting his barely-conscious form up to eye level.
SMACK!
His fist drove into his face again. He dropped him like trash, watching as the boy coughed, barely keeping himself upright.
"No thanks," Caspian muttered. "I'll make sure you're never able to."
He stepped over a groaning body, kicking someone aside like dead weight.
"D-Do you know who my father is?!" one of them gasped from the floor, clutching his stomach.
The monsters lunged.
Caspian didn't move at first.
He simply exhaled, feeling the weight of Bloodmoon in his grasp. Then, in a single instant—
He vanished.
A blur. A flash of violet light.
The sound of steel cutting through flesh.
The first snake monster's head flew into the air, its body still twitching as its life drained away.
The second beast barely had time to react before Caspian was upon it.
He spun, his sword trailing streaks of violet energy.
The creature reared back to strike, its mouth opening wide to reveal rows of serrated fangs—
SHING!
A clean slice. The monster's body split down the middle.
Blood sprayed, drenching the ground in steaming crimson.
Caspian exhaled, lowering his sword.
"Evoke."
A ripple of mana pulsed from his body.
The monster cores—connects to his core.
He rolled his shoulders.
"Let's move forward."
Bloodmoon pulsed, as if amused.
The deeper he ventured, the stronger the creatures became.
He cut through them with practiced efficiency—his blade carving through scales, claws, and fangs like they were nothing more than air.
But his real goal wasn't these small fries.
His boots scraped against the ground as he finally arrived.
A towering cage of blackened metal stood before him, its bars twisted and reinforced by pulsating sigils.
Inside, a massive figure stirred.
Its presence alone sent a wave of pressure through the air.
A beast with five grotesque, shifting faces, each muttering incoherent whispers in an ancient language. A creature far beyond what this C-rank portal should contain.
Caspian tilted his head. A slow smirk formed.
{Hey, brat, that thing's at least B+ rank. Be careful.} Bloodmoon's voice held a rare note of caution.
Caspian exhaled, tightening his grip on his sword.
"Okay."
And then, he stepped forward.