Dastan felt a gold coin fall from his pocket.
It rang out with a metallic sound over the shattered arena floor.
But…
His pocket was closed.
How did it fall?
The coin rolled slowly across the ground, while some gazes briefly shifted toward it in confusion.
As for Ravina…
Her eyes narrowed immediately.
Lucian felt something was wrong.
Something…
Uncomfortable.
And in the next moment—
The spear disappeared.
No…
It stopped.
A hand caught it.
A bare hand.
Everyone’s eyes widened instantly.
A figure appeared in front of Dastan without anyone sensing his arrival.
Golden hair.
Elegant black suit.
A calm smile like a fox’s.
And the massive black spear stopped in his palm as if it weighed nothing.
“What a terrifying attack.”
His voice alone made some students tremble.
Rosaline gasped.
“My brother…?”
Nakryon.
At that same moment…
A drop of blood burst into the air.
Himera appeared.
Behind her, Azara stepped out calmly, while Talia and Photon appeared beside Nakryon.
The entire crowd froze.
Six Numbers…
in one place?
The aura inside the arena became suffocating to the point some students could not even lift their heads.
As for Lucian…
He was silently looking at Nakryon.
The man was holding a spear under four hundred times gravity…
with a bare hand.
No sign of pain.
Nakryon smiled slightly as he casually threw the spear back toward Dastan, as if returning a toy.
Then he looked at Ravina.
“How could I allow a lower number than me… to dare touch my guests?”
Ravina did not move.
But her aura grew heavier.
“I am not just a number, you golden one.”
She said coldly.
“I am a special number. And in the ranking of all numbers… I am above you.”
Nakryon smirked.
“Special number six above five… is there even a fight?”
“Shut up, you seven.”
Ravina said immediately.
But Nakryon laughed.
A short laugh.
Provoking.
“And who cares about ranking? If it were a true measure of strength… Leviathan would deserve number eight.”
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Ravina asked in a lower tone.
Nakryon raised an eyebrow.
“And if I am?”
Then he smiled mischievously.
“What a jealous wife you are.”
The stands fell into absolute silence.
No one knew what to fear more.
Six Numbers in one place?
Or Nakryon’s terrifying beauty despite his aura?
Or the presence that felt like his mere existence was pressing down the entire place?
Even Genika, who was descending from the sky, paused for a moment upon seeing Photon.
She instinctively stepped back.
Memories of her harassment made her feel danger immediately.
But…
Photon only blinked in confusion.
She didn’t seem to remember anything.
The field trembled suddenly.
Nakryon and Ravina released a tiny fraction of their aura.
But even that…
was enough to slowly crack the academy walls.
The air itself began producing faint tearing sounds.
“Do you think you can defeat me?”
Nakryon said with a wide smile.
Ravina placed her hand on her sword sheath.
“I will bury you under this academy if I must.”
From behind…
Tension grew even further.
Himera stared at Photon.
Talia looked at Azara.
And Lucian clearly felt…
that the situation could explode at any second.
Clashing auras made the air unbearably heavy.
Some students could no longer breathe normally.
Others were glued to their seats from pressure alone.
Dastan, despite his exhaustion, looked around in shock.
Six Numbers…
in one place.
This alone could turn an entire continent to ash if it spiraled out of control.
As for Genika…
She watched everyone in silence.
Analyzing.
Connecting the information.
Nakryon, Ravina, Talia, Himera, Azara, Photon…
Monsters.
But what terrified her most…
was that they were acting as if this pressure was normal.
As if destroying the academy was just a side effect.
Suddenly—
Ravina stepped forward.
And in that instant, the ground beneath her exploded.
The aura she released made some students’ hair stand on end.
“Get out of my academy.”
She said coldly.
Nakryon smiled.
A very calm smile.
And that was worse.
“Or what?”
Behind them, Himera played with a floating drop of blood between her fingers.
The sound of metal sliding inside its sheath alone made some students’ hearts tremble.
Talia sighed.
“This is truly annoying…”
And Photon kept staring at Genika with strange eyes.
As if her mind was trying to remember something lost.
At this moment…
The field shook violently.
A new pressure appeared.
But…
Different.
Not cold like Ravina.
Not suffocating like Nakryon.
But a feeling like the arrival of something above them all.
Everyone turned instantly toward the arena entrance.
Slow footsteps.
Then a figure appeared.
Slightly long black hair.
Sharp red eyes.
A black coat moving with the wind.
A girl chewing a lollipop without interest.
Leviathan.
But no one focused on her.
Because what stood behind her…
was Cloud.
And the moment he entered—
The entire audience stood up at once.
Even the normal Numbers.
Even Lucy.
Even some professors.
His presence alone made instincts scream danger.
“Stop.”
He said calmly.
But the entire arena went silent.
Auras trembled.
Even Nakryon narrowed his eyes slightly.
Behind him, Leviathan appeared behind every ordinary Number with a clone holding a blade at their neck.
Perfect copies.
Silent.
Invisible.
And only when they felt the blade near their throats did they realize it was there.
Leviathan said coldly:
“Do you want to fight? I can start now.”
Himera froze for a moment.
Even Azara slightly loosened her grip on her sword.
As for Dastan…
He was still on the ground.
Coughing blood.
Until another figure descended almost from the sky.
“Are you alright, brother?”
Alito.
He landed directly beside Dastan, and the moment he saw the blood and the marks of choking on Lucian’s neck…
his expression completely changed.
The air around him distorted.
His anger was obvious.
The monsters of the fourth continent…
had almost all arrived.