MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online

Chapter 185: Hunter's Month



"Let's go." Lucius put his hand on Celestina's shoulder. "You're bothering him."

"Hands off me, doofus." Celestina slapped his hand away and lunged at Adam, her fingers jabbing forth.

"Vampire Slaying Art, The Killing Body Jab!"

She was aiming her finger jabs at the pressure points around Adam's body, and some of those pressure points, if hit correctly, could stop his heart.

With quick movements, Adam snatched her hands away before she could touch him.

He was grabbing her by her wrists, and she was trying to kick him in the shins to get him to let go.

However, those kicks felt like pillows when landed on him.

"Put your hands off me, you creep!" She shouted in desperation, but she felt like it was useless to fight back against his strength and started to feel despair.

A few tears escaped her round, cute eyes.

"Do you forfeit?" Adam asked.

"Never!" Celestina said and bit her lip strongly.

"Hey, let her go!"

Suddenly, one of the members of their team-a brown-haired woman-rushed at him after seeing what he was doing to Celestina, whom she was considering a little sister.

"Don't, Wynne!" Lucius shouted with an annoyed look.

He felt like he was about to have a massive headache as he couldn't handle his impulsive team members.

"Strong Fist!" Wynne jumped at Adam and threw a powerful straight punch.

Adam removed his hand from Celestina's right wrist, then formed a powerful fist with it and punched Wynne in the face with such impressive force that a shockwave sent her flying back.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK!

She crashed through the trees and finally crashed into one of the teams that had been looking for herbs nearby. A few of them got severely injured, but all of them survived.

"Wha-" Celestina was shocked by the sheer force of the punch.

It was impossible for ordinary humans, meaning that Adam's strength was already on the superhuman territory.

"You're too young to think about being S-ranker." Adam said with a grin. "Do you still want to try?"

"Yes!" Celestina shouted and then bit down on his shoulder, but his muscles were too strong for her teeth to break through.

She was trying everything, but it was all for naught.

"Very well then." Adam chuckled, and then the back of his shirt ripped open.

The flesh on his back started swelling and pulsating, revealing beautiful blooming eight- petaled flower wings that extended outwards like the beautiful wings of a deity.

As those wings revealed themselves, the students nearby exclaimed and looked fascinated. It was one of the most beautiful sights any of them had seen.

"What the hell are those..." Ryan whispered with wide eyes, and then it looked like his face turned serious, and he started muttering something to himself.

Terry had seen those wings already, but they still amazed him every time he saw them.

"Beautiful..." Celestina whispered as she saw those wings. "How do you get these wings? I want them!"

The wings then flapped once and took both Adam and Celestina high in the air. They were soon so high that the forest below looked small in comparison.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Celestina screamed loudly as the wind rushed past her face.

She was thrilled and terrified as Adam was only holding her by her wrist. If he accidentally let her go, it would be a painful death below.

"Goodbye," Adam suddenly said with a playful grin.

"Eh, what?" Celestina then felt the grip on her wrist disappear, and she started falling thousands of meters down.

"Ahhhhhhh, someone help me!"

Her screams of help reverberated across the twenty-fifth floor.

She soon saw the trees surround her, realizing that she was only moments away from splattering against the ground below, and when she closed her eyes, she didn't feel anything.

"A-am I dead?" She asked with her eyes closed.

"Look down."

Hearing that voice, she opened her eyes and saw that she was hovering in the air, a meter

away from the ground, as Adam was holding her by her leg.

He then let her go, and she landed on the ground on her back.

She blinked blankly and couldn't believe that she was on the ground safely.

"You're stupid!" She shouted at Adam. "I hate you!"

Adam landed on the ground, and the wings retreated back into his body.

"Oh, you don't like flying?" He looked down at her and then walked away with a laugh. "My bad."

"What the hell is wrong with him?" She sat back up and watched as he walked away. "He's so strange and creepy! I hate him!"

-

After the students left the institute, Renard walked along the lounge, tracing his finger across some of the stalls, and saw the dust get stuck on his finger.

He showed the dust to the stall vendor and said, "This is unacceptable. Clean it, now!"

The vendor nodded nervously and quickly began cleaning the stalls.

Renard scoffed and watched him work, occasionally scoffing and shaking his head as if he were criticizing the vendor's cleaning technique.

The vendor felt like bawling his eyes out, but kept those tears deep inside him and worked diligently to ensure everything was spotless.

"Headmaster." Mr. Caretaker walked over to him, the cane tapping against the wooden,

carpeted floor.

"What?" Renard asked and put his hands inside his back, which made his posture seem more

dignified.

"Were you informed about the murder that happened last night?" Mr. Caretaker asked.

"I was; what about it?" Renard asked.

"I interrogated some of the students there and checked the crime scene. It feels strangely similar to the murders that happened five months ago."

"And?" Renard looked at him.

"There's a possibility that it was done by the same killer." Mr. Caretaker said.

"It's impossible. I caught the killer and expelled him." Renard said. "It's the works of some

copycat killer."

"After you expelled him, we got an angry letter from his guild master. Apparently he was

killed."

"I got the angry letter, not you." Renard said with a sharp tone. "Know your place."

"Of course..." Mr. Caretaker lowered his head.

"Some student could've taken revenge for their friends, or he died in the forest when

leaving."

"He didn't remember anything." Mr. Caretaker said. "It could've been the works of the Forgot

Powder."

"He is most likely lying so that his guild master takes pity on him and doesn't expel him from the guild." Renard said with a scoff. "Also, bandits like to use Forgot Powder when they're

robbing mercenaries."

"What if there is a possibility that the killer is still in here?" Mr. Caretaker asked. "It doesn't look good for you if you cannot catch the killer."

Renard, angered by his words, grabbed him by the throat and slammed him down to then/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

ground.

The impact caused all the air to leave Mr. Caretaker's lungs. He was breathing roughly and

struggled to speak.

"I caught the killer!" Renard screamed.

"Y-you're right..." Mr. Caretaker stood up with the help of his cane and bowed painfully. "My

apologies..."

"You go and find this copycat killer. If you can't find him, you're fired!"

"Yes..." Mr. Caretaker used his cane and walked away slowly, frustrated.

He didn't dare to reveal the final pieces of his investigation to Renard.

After asking some of the teachers, it seemed like Dylan had a strong alibi when some of the murders happened. He was with some of the teachers.

Thus, it was very unlikely that he could've killed someone unless he had the ability to be in

two places at the same time.

'The real killer is still here, but why has he been waiting for these five months before striking

again?'