Chapter 8: Jason's Death, Fvcking Slave!!!

Suddenly,"Chi!"

Blood suddenly spurted out from the side of Jason's neck.

"What?"

A rare look of confusion appeared on Jason's face as he felt warm liquid splash on his face and neck.

His blurry and confused eyes looked to the side and saw Tron had stabbed a blade directly into his neck.

Jason's eyes widened and fresh blood gushed out from his mouth.

'H-how?!'

With endless fury and rage swimming in his eyes, his enchanted glove glowed with an exaggerated intensity as a magical circle appeared!

Tron's face lit up with a greenish glow and his face changed drastically. Before he could react, an enormous force slammed directly into his chest like a sledgehammer!

"BOOM!" "CRACK!"

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Tron's body was like a fired arrow. He swooshed through the air like a bullet and collided with a small tree, the kinetic force immediately broke the tree in half as his body rolled rapidly on the ground.

His vision darkened and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. The knife was just too rusty and blunt.

He immediately blanked out.

Jason staggered backward from weakness as he held his neck in an attempt to stop the blood from flowing.

His other hand tried to open his bottle of potion once more, but strength began to leave him as he simply slumped to the ground

In the next few seconds, the bottle fell from his hand and rolled to the ground.

The hand clutching his neck also fell to the ground as he died!

What a pitiful person. Jason had believed that everything was in his grasp, but he had actually been killed by the 'Slave' he had mocked just a moment ago!

Time passed as seconds turned to minutes and minutes to hours.

Roughly after two hours, Tron came to.

"Urgh!"

Tron groaned, feeling as if all the bones and muscles in his body had been pulled out.

Blood spilled out from the corners of his mouth and a large ghastly gash spread from his shoulder to his waist.

The wound was extremely terrifying. Yet, it actually wasn't bleeding.

He could also feel an unknown strength coursing through veins as his muscles squirmed rapidly.

He could hear the powerful pounding of his heart as blood flowed through his veins like a river.

He could even feel an itching sensation in his chest as his muscles squirmed and rapidly adapted to the injury.

Luckily he didn't die. If it were any other person, they would have died from internal bleeding and most definitely blood loss.

However, his body wasn't normal as he possessed 10,000 times adaptability.

Due to the damage he had received from Xavier's thunder whip, his chest muscles had hardened and adapted to the same level of force he had been hit by, making him immune to the same level of damage.

However, his body was still currently undergoing its healing process and his cells hadn't completely developed enough to create its defense.

If he had healed, then theoretically, the muscles and cells in his chest, arm, and head should be able to withstand being hit by magic of the same caliber without causing as much damage as it previously did.

Tron's chest was extremely sticky as sweat and dried blood made the cloth pasted to his skin.

Although he had planned things out, he still got hit in the process. Moreover, luck had everything to do with it.

If a single thing had gone wrong, such as Jason throwing out a defensive magical item rather than an offensive one, then he would have undoubtedly died!

Tron gasped several times and then managed to stand up. The first thing he did was strip-search Jason's body for magical items and treasures.

Tron's eyes widened as he found 500 silver coins, three other magical trinkets he couldn't fathom, and several bottles of concoctions.

The silver was surprising. He had never as much as touched silver in his entire life! Even his savings weren't up to 20 bronze coins. But Jason actually possesses 500 silver, 'Mages sure are wealthy!'

Tron didn't hesitate to toss Jason's corpse to the lake of green flames along with the trinkets and the enchanted gloves and watched as the corpse and items turned into a pile of bones as ashes.

As for the silver, and bottles of potions, he kept it for himself.

The green flames only died down once they burnt Jason's corpse entirely.

His eyes then locked onto the crystal the two students seemed to be fighting over.

Tron then quickly grabbed the purplish glowing crystal from Gillard's charred bones.

Apart from the crystal, everything else has been reduced to ashes. Even the silver on him had evaporated.

He made a circle and examined the site once more to make sure that he couldn't find any mistakes. Then, he slowly walked backward and left.

Not long after, Tron suddenly paused. A puzzled look appeared on his face.

He lowered his head and the moment he saw his wound, he felt a shock.

He clearly remembered that only the bleeding had stopped and the wound was so deep he could see his white ribs and even the cracks on it!

But now…

The stabbing pain in his chest had healed and even his cracked ribs were showing signs of recovery.

Red blood cells and muscles had covered his ribs and he could feel muscles squirming on his chest, arm, and forehead.

"This…" Tron panted. After that, he fiercely stared at the purple crystal in his hand.

An intense gleam appeared in his eyes.

"It can actually make injuries heal faster?"

Although shocked, Tron shook his head slightly.

He knew he wasn't out of danger yet and couldn't afford to dare dally.

He wrapped the crystal in a piece of cloth and kept it in his pocket, then he meticulously cleared away his footprints as he left. It was only when he left the vicinity of the forest and silently entered into the servant's courtyard did he feel a little less troubled. Searᴄh the NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.