Amon, The Legendary Overlord

*Thud!*

In Amon's mind, a sound suddenly resounded. It was like a heavy gate that had opened. In a rapid but steady flow, an endless stream of power surged from the opening that was made in his body, enhancing the effect of the medicinal bath.

It was at this time that the [Boundless Heart] rune was helping a lot. At this point, even the girls who thought they were decently good before were amazed to see that they were getting stronger and faster.

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"Motherfucker!!"

A shrill scream came from Mirulipa's lips when she discovered what had happened to her son Aguinaldo. Aguinaldo was so traumatized that he was frightened by anyone who approached him. The only one he felt safe approaching him was his father.

"Daddy, Daddy...!" Aguinaldo screamed for his father while shaking badly. The experience he had had was too cruel for him; never in all his life had he suffered so much pain.

Seeing her son's current state, Mirulipa wanted to slice Amon into pieces and give the bits to the fish. His hatred for Amon grew to heights never before seen. If before she had had only a little enmity, now her enmity had reached the point where he wanted to disregard everything and kill that treacherous demon boy.

"This boy is a child of the devil! He needs to be killed!" He continued screaming while his eyes were red with fury.

Her son Aguinaldo was still in his father's arms, refusing to move away. Even then, he was covered all over in piss, reeking of urine. People didn't even dare approach him because of the smell.

Elijah and Maicon's situations were a little better, but they also refused to get close to other people and ended up getting knocked out by one of their university professors. It wasn't just them: other people were also eliminated by Amon, Ariel, Barbara, Julia, and Maisa. Now everyone knew about them and the conversation even among the teachers revolved around them.

'Those kids...'

Old Hazael shook his head helplessly but didn't support the other teachers who wanted to punish them. After all, the fact that nothing was to be done in such cases was already in the stipulations of the tournament, even though Amon's group may have killed some of them cruelly. Still, it was never said they couldn't do it. There were no rules that said what they did was wrong, as in this secret realm they didn't actually die despite having gone through the experience of dying.

Old Hazael looked towards Aguinaldo and muttered in his mind, 'This boy is very weak in many ways... Even those two who have a talent inferior to him are not as bad off he is...'

It was a fact that if Mirulipa continued to pamper her son the way she was doing, Aguinaldo would become increasingly useless. Instead of trying to teach her son, the only thing Mirulipa was thinking about at that moment was getting revenge for her son - something he clearly didn't stand a chance of getting.

By doing so, it was even possible that because of Mirulipa, Aguinaldo would end up developing an inner demon since not even his father would be able to teach Amon a lesson.

'It doesn't matter. I won't let anyone harm my students.' Old Hazael was determined to protect them.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who intended to protect them; Teacher Flavia was prepared to act if the situation demanded. There was no way she could let such promising young people be unfairly harmed. Also, one of those freshmen was her niece.

"Mirulipa, don't even think about it." Old Hazael stopped him when he saw that he was wanting to create a petition to severely punish Amon and the girls, mostly Amon.

Mirulipa looked at him full of hatred, but managed to control herself. "Urgh, Hazael, I respect you, but your student has crossed the line!"

"Oh? Tell me what rule has he broken?" Old Hazael asked calmly.

"That..." Taken by surprise, Mirulipa was silent for a moment, but then deflected the question, "He's the son of the devil; he tortured not only my son but also other students!"

"Again, what rule did he break?" Just as calmly, Old Hazael asked the question once again.

Teacher Flavia also expressed herself. "Yes, what rule did they break to be punished? As far as I know, the tournament in the secret realm is to be ruled by the law of the jungle. Whatever happens there, stays there. Now, do you want to punish our students because your son was killed in the secret realm and thus expelled from it? Are you taking us for fools? Are you thinking we are fools to punish geniuses who are capable of sweeping their students to the ground with their faces? Ha, you are so funny!"

"You...!" Mirulipa didn't expect Flavia to take the plunge, and her sharp, vicious line left the father speechless.

"I what?" Teacher Flavia arched a brow at he. The way she was acting left everyone surprised and amazed, especially those who had had some contact with her before.

"Geniuses?" Mirulipa scoffed angrily, "I don't believe it! They must be using demonic means so that that demon boy could manage to beat my son. Otherwise, how could that little devil beat my boy? Are you just that slow?"

"Hahaha, my god, you are more hilarious than I thought!" Another teacher from the UGRG university laughed out loud. "If he won, would that not have been because your son was good, but since he lost, you assume it was because his opponent was using unorthodox means? Tsk, that's why your son is so mentally weak. I've never seen in all my years of teaching someone so mentally weak that he clings to his father after he dies!"

When they heard this, the other teachers, even elders from other universities, had to agree. Even though Mirulipa said his son was tortured to death. There were students who were devoured alive by wild beasts, but they weren't so mentally disabled.

The way Aguinaldo was acting was shameful. His mentality was too weak in their opinion. Even then, when so much time had passed, Aguinaldo continued to cling to his father as he trembled with fear.

Giving up on talking to Flavia and Old Hazael, Mirulipa turned and looked at Malefina. "Elder Malefina, you must bring justice to my son!"

Even Malefina was getting a headache now. As much as she didn't really mind upsetting Old Hazael, this matter was different. It was like the other professors had said: Amon and the girls didn't break any rules stipulated by the tournament.