Chapter 101 Mr Anonymous Omega
Mr. Anonymous Omega?
What the hell.
Where had Serena Rhodes, that soft little marshmallow, dug up a divine-level menace like this?
Helen had not even managed to speak before Yelena heard the so-called Anonymous Omega continue over the call.
‘Do me a favor. Keep what little dignity you have left and don’t come. That’s it. Bye.”
Helen said, “?”
He opened his mouth to curse.
The line was already dead.
When he tried to call back, Yelena had taken her wrist terminal back. Helen could only glare at her, then use his own terminal to call Serena.
At that exact moment, Julian was adding Helen to Serena’s blacklist while sharing life advice with her.
‘If I block fast enough, the lunatic can’t catch up.”
Serena said, “!”
That made sense.
As for Helen failing to reach Serena, failing to reach Orion, then getting so furious he simply gave up on coming to Moonshade at all-
neither Serena nor Julian cared.
Only the wolf cub sat there looking suspiciously innocent, its fluffy tail wagging so fast it almost blurred
Julian finished the emergency treatments early the next morning.
After staying up all night, he did not even have time for breakfast. He climbed straight into the hovercar heading back to school.
When he had been busy, he had not thought about it.
Now that things had quieted down, he remembered something.
He had skipped two days of class.
No.
Two days of competition.
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Also, he seemed to have a tearnmate.
Something Knox?
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At the Imperial Military Academy, the square outside the arena was already packed with students from every year and every department.
Ahead of them stood a massive mecha combat stadium.
Silver-gray alloy bones arched into a circular dome. Suspended energy conduits flowed along the walls in cold blue lines, glowing like starlight.
Abyss Dome Arena.
One of the academy’s landmarks.
The place where countless imperial mecha warriors had first made their names.
After two days of brutal virtual matches, twenty-one first-year Mecha Piloting students had made it through.
Now they would fight live here.
Twenty-one would become eleven.
Eleven would become six.
Six would become three.
And tomorrow, the final three would fight for ranking with both mechas and spirit forms.
As the crowd entered the arena, Murphy, the academy’s central AI, sent the check-in and draw notice to every contestant’s terminal.
“Come on, Wesley. Time to check in and draw.”
Kane Brooks stood with the Class S students, both hands in his pockets, smiling like he had already won.
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“Oh, right. I forgot. Your mecha doesn’t even have an energy block, and your engineer has been missing for two days. There are three minutes left before check-in. Can you even do it alone?”
The Class S students laughed.
So what if Wesley had crawled into the top twenty-one like a dog?
With that useless teammate dragging him down, what normal person could carry him?
Wesley’s face darkened. His fists clenched hard.
Kane immediately kept going.
“Don’t worry, bro. Maybe your amazing partner is special. Maybe he’ll drop out of the sky”
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The second he finished speaking, the surrounding students burst into shouts
“Holy shit”
“No way
‘Pass it on. Kane Brooks can predict the gure”
Kane looked up, annoyed.
A familiar slim figure was dropping from the sky at horrifying speed, bright as a meteor tearing through daylight.
Kane said, “?
Wesley said, “!
“Trisian, Caelan, look. Is that Julian Shaw?”
As cries filled Abyss Dome Arena, most of the students jerked their heads upward and stared at the figure falling from above.
Among them was Elias Whitmore, who had come to watch the match.
He sat between Carlan Rookwood and Tristan Whitmore, two top Alphas, surrounded by admiring, envious, and flattering gazes.
Of course, people were not only flattering him because of Caelan and Tristan.
Last week, Elias had taken first place in the first-year Omega ranking battle and become the first-year Omega chief.
That meant he had also secured a ticket to the upcoming Imperial Military Academy League.
Jumping from that height?” Tristan frowned, his hands tightening without him noticing. “Does he think he’s an Alpha?”
The Alphas around him immediately started joking.
Holy shit, Tristan Is he trying to splatter himself in the arena? Want us to catch him?”
Tristan sand nothing
Elias could not help saying, “fie’s trying too hard. Caclan, maybe Sultan could help him
He doesn’t need my help”
Carlin did not summon Sultan He only watched the sky with unreadable eyes
Khas had not even recovered from being refused when the impossible happened
A round silver white wolf cub landed first
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The Instant its tiny paws touched the ground, a huge wolf-shaped shadow solidified behind it.
No one could make out the giant wolf’s face.
But every Alpha in the arena, including Caelan, felt their heartbeat spike.
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Inside their psychic seas, their spirit forms either bristled for battle or lowered themselves in instinctive submission.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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