Reborn: Apocalypse Ready. War Goddess by My Side novel Chapter 552

Reborn: Apocalypse Ready, War Goddess by My Side

Chapter 552 Hunt

The killing spree kept going, and at this rate, he’d wipe out every last beast in the hunting grounds,

Robby watched the feed and just about ran out of words. This tournament had officially becomes one- show.

He couldn’t do a thing about it, though. Frustrating as it was, the rules were rules,

There was no clause anywhere that let him stop Steven from hunting.

Another fifteen minutes ticked by.

Steven’s score crossed ten thousand.

He finally slowed down and came to a stop.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Hunting beasts felt so much cleaner than hunting people. No hesitation, no second-guessing, none of the messy considerations that came with fighting another human.

“At this point, nobody’s catching up to me,” he murmured to himself, glancing around the ruined clearing.

If he wiped out every remaining level 4 beast in the grounds, first place was basically locked in.

No point wasting time thinking about it.

He started tracking down the nearest level 4 beasts and took off running

Every so often he crossed paths with other competitors. He didn’t spare them a glance.

He had his own hunt to finish.

Another hour slipped by.

He’d cut down eight more level 4 beasts in that stretch, along with a scattering of smaller ones.

His score climbed past twenty thousand.

Now he could finally breathe easy.

There was less than two hours remained before the tournament ended.

He allowed himself to slow down, just a little.

Steven let out a short laugh. Did those clowns really think they could keep him from taking first place!

That thought brought another one right behind it. Had Tristan’s people actually made a move yet?

He scanned the horizon, searching for the other Rowenville students scattered across the grounds.

He spotted Bianca. He spotted Fiona. He picked out a few others as well.

Then his gaze landed on Griffin, and finally on Tristan.

It didn’t take long before something caught his attention.

A student from Orroux Academy was tearing into a Rowenville student, fists flying without mercy.

The attack was brutal, calculated, meant to do real damage.

By the time it was over, the Rowenville student had been beaten half to death.

There was no way that student could keep competing after taking a beating like that.

A cold, humorless sound rose in Steven’s throat.

“Fine. If Tristan wants to play dirty, I’ll make sure he doesn’t even crack the top twenty.

A heartbeat later, Steven’s whole body shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Up in the stands, the crowd stirred.

“Look! Steven’s not hunting beasts anymore! He’s only killing what’s directly in his path. What’s he going after?”

Nobody in the stands could figure out his angle.

!

Steven was moving at full speed now, faster than he’d moved all match.

Only a handful of sharp-eyed viewers pieced together what he was actually doing.

Right in the direction Steven was headed, something had just happened.

A Rowenville competitor had been beaten to the edge of consciousness by a student from Orroux Academ

It had only taken a few minutes.

Then Steven appeared directly in front of that Orroux competitor, closing the gap in an instant.

Someone in the crowd let out a startled shout. “He’s going after the Orroux kid!”

Understanding rippled through the stands.

“How did he even know someone attacked his own teammate?”

“Tell me that’s not cheating.”

But this time, nobody stirred up trouble. Even the head referees stayed silent, offering no objection.

On the screen, the Orroux competitor caught sight of Steven bearing down on him. radiating pure menace.

His face drained of color in an instant.

Chapter 552 Hunt

“Steven! What are you doing?!”

Steven’s expression had turned to ice.

“You don’t know what I’m doing? Really?

“You put your hands on someone from my school. Did you really think I’d just let that slide?”

The moment those words landed, the color drained even further from the other boy’s face.

“That wasn’t me! You’ve got it wrong!”

Steven let out a scornful laugh. “Had the guts to do it, but not the guts to own it?”

“It wasn’t me!”

A mocking sneer spread across Steven’s face. He wasn’t interested in wasting his breath arguing.

“Did you actually think I’d sit here and listen to you lie to my face?”

His foot hit the ground, and in a burst of speed that seemed to belong to some divine warrior, he closed th distance in the blink of an eye.

Then he threw a single punch.

There was no dodging it, no time to even flinch.

The impact landed with a force that shook the air itself.

The Orroux student folded in half like a piece of paper, bent at an angle no human body should bend.

His eyes bulged from their sockets, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips.

His chest had caved in on itself.

And that had only been a fraction of Steven’s real strength.

The boy went flying backward like a cannonball, crashing through tree after tree before finally slamming into the ground.

He didn’t move again. Steven let out a low, dismissive snort.

He tilted his head toward the sky and called out, “Would one of you elders mind pulling this one out of here? Wouldn’t want him getting eaten by a beast while he’s out cold.”

Then he took off running again, faster than before.

This time, his path led straight toward Tristan.

First things first, though. Get the wounded kid to safety.

Once Steven had cleared out, one of the guardians swept in and carried the unconscious boy away from the grounds.

one lunatic who’d respond like this?

Steven tore through the trees, no longer bothering with beasts at all.

Every eye in the stands stayed locked on the massive screen, tracking his path.

“Where’s he headed now? Who’s he after this time?”

People started comparing notes, trying to line up his trajectory with the map.

Then someone gasped. “That’s the direction Tristan’s in!”

“Wait, why would he go after Tristan? Tristan hasn’t touched any of his people!”

Lola watched Steven’s progress on the screen, a small smile curling across her lips.

“That idiot Tristan just dug his own grave. He won’t even scrape into the top ten now.”

Over in the Gordon family’s section, Kenneth’s expression stayed perfectly stili, but a cold, dangerous light had already gathered deep in his eyes.

Several of the Gordon family elders shot to their feet, fury written aeross their faces.

“That insolent brat!”

“He thinks he can disrespect our family and get away with it!”

“Tristan’s in serious trouble now! This is a disaster!”

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