My Cell Prison

Chapter 548: 548

“Alex, that bastard, pulling a stunt like this! It’s driving me crazy… He’s just as silent as ever,”

Upon seeing this scene, Captain Marlon seemed rather agitated.

In Marlon’s view, Alex was openly vying for the students’ attention.

If it weren’t for the fact that several council members were here watching the match and had agreed to Alex’s participation, Marlon would have been the first to stand up and question the integrity of the competition. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“If Nicholas is really swayed by him… I’ll just pack up my belongings and move into Alex’s room for a week or two and force him to hand Nicholas back.”

On the other side,

The Secret Language Knight Order.

Watching this scene, Captain Hugo cast a helpless smile, seemingly surprised as well that Han Dong could carry such weight to have the newly returned Death God take part himself.

“Captain, is this the kid you mentioned… the one who can bear hardships and work hard as a preparatory clerk? Seems hard to recruit him.”

Knight Charlie, the puppet master who had just introduced the competition, stepped forward, focusing on the rare scene unfolding.

Captain Hugo was quite casual, “Let it be. Didn’t you join the team because the timing was right? I happen to think highly of this student… Once he joins us, he can help us carry out quite a few special tasks.

Then you can leave the team without much problem.”

“Sounds great! I hope this kid ate some expired food that could affect his brain before the competition and chose our knight regiment in his confusion.”

…

The Death God descended.

The other fighting rings that had already started battling all paused due to this event. Nearby knights and graduates all felt an instinctual sense of fear deep within their hearts.

The captain represents the highest combat power of the Holy City.

And the title “Death God” carries too many implications, there are too many legends about Alex.

However, Han Dong now has to face such a legendary figure in his semi-finals.

The scene of the Death God’s return, single-handedly making the Old King retreat at the city’s gate, was still vivid in Han Dong’s mind.

Moreover, even the mighty Captain Marlon admitted that the two of them were once classmates, with Marlon ranking second.

Alex always held the top position, never falling.

“Captain Alex, this…”

Han Dong’s normally clear mind seemed to go blank at once.

It was like him, a professor in his previous life suddenly having to discuss academic issues with a master who just won the Nobel Prize for biology… He was utterly gobsmacked.

Under the original plan,

Han Dong firmly believed that if he faced an ordinary knight, he could claim victory.

However, he would need to consider saving face for the knight as well, trying to make the competition end with both sides badly hurt as much as possible.

If his opponent was a strong elite knight, like the Hummingbird and Puppet Master he had faced before, Han Dong would also unleash his full ‘human ability’ to stay on the ring as long as possible to get enough scores to advance to the finals.

But now the situation had completely caught him off guard.

Indeed.

Han Dong’s ability to stand upright alone surprised many… The death god’s aura was so overbearing it could make a formal knight incapable of standing.

“Nicholas… I heard you had a confrontation with Marlon in Hell.

Let’s have a brief exchange right now for me to directly test your personal strength.”

“So that’s the reason? Because I’ve had a past spar with Captain Marlon… that’s why he needs to have spar with me! The rumour that the Death God Brigade Captain is a tad petty seems to be true.”

Han Dong gave a bitter smile, understanding the real reason for the Death God’s personal appearance.

“Captain… Our levels are too different, how are we supposed to spar? A direct confrontation is practically impossible, right?”

“Before the match started, I had submitted a special match application to the councilors.

Our spar will not be subject to the usual semi-final rules, the mode is changed to a round-based system, and the final score will be based on my assessment of you.

You will have three chances to attack me.

And, after you have attacked three times, I will counterattack once.

The score you will get in the semi-final will be set by me based on our four exchanges.”

“Okay…”

Han Dong nodded.

At least he didn’t need to engage in a direct battle with the Death God initially. Han Dong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down as much as possible under this high-pressure situation.

The Death God’s evaluation would certainly be more stringent than a common evaluation, and if Han Dong’s performance was not enough, he would not be able to enter the finals.

After the Death God announced the round-based rules, the whole venue was abuzz.

No one believed Han Dong could withstand the final hit from the Death God.

Moreover, those who knew the Death God well were aware of one thing.

Alex was a captain who took everything very seriously, even if he came across a small “Evil” on the road, Alex would take out his scythe and obliterate the target completely until there was nothing left of its spirit.

Just before the battle begun,

Plague Knights.

All of a sudden, many black crows flew in.

Because he couldn’t predict what would happen next, Mr. Black and White also made time to arrive at the scene. With no expression visible on his masked face, he obviously was quite concerned about the situation.

“Black White… are you preparing to intervene? Alex doesn’t know how to hold back.”

“We’ll see… If the Death God really strikes hard, I can’t necessarily block it fully. If that happens, remember to help me out.”

“Alright.” The Great Plague Chief’s face broke into a smile and he nodded in assurance.

…

“Let’s start!”

With the Death God’s declaration, the competition began.

All the other fighting rings were put on hold.

Out of fear of being affected by death and causing irreparable injuries… Knights from the other rings were silently mourning for Han Dong. Even facing the Death God themselves, all they could do was to beg for their lives.

“First attack, come on. Don’t take more than half a minute to prepare.”

Han Dong took a deep breath.

For such an out-of-depth battle to achieve good results, simply spiking was not enough.

Han Dong used all of his thirty seconds of preparation time to ‘build a temporary plan’.

Time’s up.

A trace of an unbearable smirk appeared on Han Dong’s face.

Being able to laugh in the face of a Captain made the spectators wonder… but this laughter had a reason.

He used manic laughter to alleviate pressure,

He used manic laughter to stimulate the hidden power within his body.

“Full release of G-Virus limit… Warning! Current mutation process may lead cell burden to exceed limit. Please use this ability cautiously.”

Just when everyone was guessing how Han Dong would use his magic and plague fusion method to cope with the current situation,

The mutation happened.

Han Dong’s right arm began to mutate at an amazingly fast pace, hyper-proliferating and growing.

A biochemically mutated arm with various exposed organs, large cross-circulating arteries, entirely beyond what is normally possible, burst through his sleeves and reached out directly towards the Death God.