399: “How come they were defeated?”

“How come they were defeated?”

"Equal terms, huh," Spike repeated Adam's words. He continued saying, "Then say it after you saw my surprise to you, hehe," he chuckled before clicking his fingers.1

Everyone knitted their brows, wondering what he meant. After the clicking sound, the widescreen behind Spike lit up, displaying the whole stage and the audience podium where the competition was held.

While spreading his arms on both sides, he shouted, "Behold!" He said and watched everyone's reactions with a wide grin on his face. 'Now, these fools will definitely understand the true value of that 1 gold coin I mentioned,' Spike thought.

He opened his mouth again and said, "Do you understand now?" He asked them a question when he noticed everyone was having shocked expressions.

"Hehe…" he chucked. It was such a good feeling looking at their dumbfounded faces. This was what he expected. To be shocked by his surprise. That 1 gold coin actually held the life of many people. 

However, a second later, Spike heard their mutters which were contrary to what he predicted.

"Eh? Where are the people there?"

"Where is everyone in the plaza?"

"Perhaps they ran away…"

"Wait… who are those people lying on the floor?"

Some of them asked in wonder with all their eyes staring at the monitor.

When Spike heard them, he frowned. "What are these fools saying?" He muttered.

At that moment, he heard one of his men shout, "S-Spike! Look!"

"Ha?!" Spike yelled as he turned around to look at the monitor behind him, where his comrade was pointing. But when he saw what was displayed in it, "Wha?!" He muttered with a dumbfounded face. "What's the meaning of this?" He asked but no one could give him answers.

In the monitor, it was almost empty. The only silhouettes he saw were the silhouettes of the people who were lying on the floor of the audience podium.

They were lined up accordingly. And looking at their condition, it seemed all of them were already dead.

What's more surprising was the way they dressed. All of them were wrapped in black clothes, the same as Spike and his men.

There's no mistake! Those people are his men! And looking at them, it seems all of them are already dead! Spike exclaimed in his mind. But how did it happen? 

"M-Mongrel's group failed their assignment," one of his men said stutteringly. Their other comrades had dumbfounded faces as well. No one of them could believe what happened to Mongrel's group.

'How did it turn out like this?' Spike thought.

Mongrel's group assignment was very important for their success that's why he gave strict instructions to them on what to do. Although it wasn't a perfect plan, it was a plan with a high success rate. They have studied the movements of all the instructors and securities since the day the competition started, so Spike believed they would succeed.

But looking at their lying bodies and the volume of bloodstains around them, there's no mistake, a battle broke out in that area.

'How come they were defeated?' Spike asked in thought.

Principal Kim was also dumbfounded by what he saw on the monitor. 'Why were the vigilantes defeated?' He asked in mind. He gnashed his teeth which produced a slight scraping noise. But no one in the room noticed this reaction from him.

Spike clicked his tongue and tried to calm himself. There was nothing he could do about it. It already happened and Spike could not revert the time. Regardless, since Mongrel's group failed to hostage the students and the people in that area, he needed to do something.

In this case, he must hurt some of the people inside.

With a fierce look in his eyes, like an angry beast, he looked back at the VIPs. But, before Spike could utter a word, something out of the ordinary was starting to happen that caught his words at his throat.

The room's temperature suddenly decreases. Then white stuff started to obliterate their vision. 

"Wha?"

All of them gawked at that sudden development. Even Spike could not react immediately.

"What is this?" One of his comrades uttered the words.

"Smoke?"

"No! It's…"

"Mist! And it wasn't just a simple mist! Spike!" His comrade called out when they noticed something was amiss.

Spike understood that it wasn't just a simple mist. Someone capable must be manifesting it.

"Tsk! What are you doing!? Do you want me to kill you all?!" He believed that someone among the people in the room was the one who manifested it to hinder their vision and use the chance to escape. But Spike won't allow it!

Since no one was responding to him and the mist continued to thicken, he changed his plan right away and ordered his men. "Fast, grab some of them!"

However, before his men could make a move, from behind them, something crashed on the glass wall and broke out from the large monitor, sending splinters away.

Spike and his men and all the people inside saw a large shadow passed overhead them and landed in the middle of the room.

KYAA! It spread its large two wings and screamed a deafening shrill, immediately wafting the mist around it. Then from it, some shadows leaped.

The closest member of the vigilante widened his eyes when he saw that one of the shadows came toward him very quickly.

"S-stop! Who are— wha! Enemy!" Exclaimed the vigilantes when he was finally able to recognize who it was.

Instructor Goki rushed towards the closest vigilante with his raging fist. 

"Oryaaaa!"

Before the vigilante could point his magic-based gun at him, Goki's fist already connected at the enemy's face and sent him flying away. The enemy crashed on his comrade behind him and the two of them were sent rolling on the floor a few times. The hood already lifted away, revealing their faces. Both of them had unpleasant faces. The other one had a few scars on his face and the other one had a tribal tattoo.

Anyway, the power of that punch was enough to take his target's consciousness. The other person was able to stay conscious. He tried to get up, but he saw his gun a few steps away from him.

Noticing that one of them was still conscious, Goki didn't waste the opportunity. He raised his hand again. Summoning mana on his palm, he formed a gleaming fist. In a distance of 15 steps, he sent a punch in the air towards the enemy's direction. However, although there was 15 steps distance between them, the enemy's expression contorted into an ugly expression. It seemed like he was hit by an invisible force. He groaned before darkness took over his vision.

Almina and the others also rushed towards the others. Her movement was quick. One of the vigilantes pointed his gun at her, but using her Rapid Leap ability, she arrived behind him.

Then Almina struck the back of the enemy's neck, the target immediately fainted. She continued towards the nearest vigilante.

Maena shot two arrows and hit the two enemies' shoulders.

Spike was looking with wide eyes.

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