Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 63

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.

He forced the ground open seven or eight feet with sustained efforts and yet, he couldn't see the flying knife.

At this point, Zen found that his surroundings were gradually changing.

The magic realm was collapsing, which turned Zen's thoughts back to the completion of the blooded test and the end of the magic array.

A second later, Zen was surprised to find himself in a completely different scene. He found himself back on the Bloody Mountain which boasted of scarlet vegetation.

And the place Zen was just digging was out of sight.

'My flying knife! How could I bear losing you?'

Zen was distraught over the loss of his precious knife.

Since the illusion had faded away, Zen's unreal injuries also disappeared. His body no longer hurt from the ogre's assault. Zen redoubled his efforts to search for the knife.

But it was almost impossible for Zen to find the flying knife amid the vast expanse of the Bloody Mountain.

At that moment, a master who had been watching the blooded test from a flying chariot came to collect Zen.

Other masters were engaged in a lively discussion

concerning several participants including the ordinary disciples and those from noble clans. Some of them had shown excellent performance and were considered to have great potential.

Those who had forecast Zen's failure had not expected such a comeback!

Zen alighted from the flying chariot and walked forward to ask, "To whom should I submit these crystal fragments?"

"Please come here!" a female instructor in a yellow dress waved Zen forward. She was in charge of counting crystal fragments obtained by participating disciples. She had prepared four baskets to collect four differently colored crystal fragments that participants had been tasked with acquiring.

All masters present at that moment became confused when they saw Zen.

Subject to the rules of 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 crystal fragments.