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Instructor Fabian floated towards the Elder's Gallery and bowed.

"Great Elders, as the acting Head Instructor for the First-Year students, I apologize for not upholding my duty and letting such mistakes ruin the atmosphere of this competition. I accept my punishment."

Fabian's head remained bowed as he floated there in the air.

The atmosphere of the entire instantly turned deathly still.

Time passed and seconds turned to minutes.

Instantly, Fabian's face began dripping sweat. True Fiendgods were powerful beings that could raze an entire civilization with the flip of their palms.

To Fabian, he was simply like a chicken to them that they could crush in a mere glance.

They are beings who head directly into the 4th and 5th dimensions to battle Titans more than a mountain tall and obtain treasures from the dimensions.

Moroever, they had lived for more than a few hundred years, Fabian's little skim couldn't pass their eyes.

Within the Elder's Gallery, the ninth elder chuckled. "It seems this kid had set his eyes on the Tier 7 technique."

The seventh elder shook her head. "The winner is a Fiendgod candidate, isn't this kid afraid Tyrion would trouble him in the future once he becomes a Fiendgod?"

Suddenly, the first elder spoke. "Smooth seas don't make skillful sailors."

The other Elders's eyes sparkled. "A stepping stone?"

"Although my son can be unruly, his talent his top notch. Perhaps stone sharpens the knife. But when a stone is too hard, it shatters the knife completely." The Fifth elder suddenly spoke, his tone casual but his words entirely different.

The seven other elder chuckled, excitement in their eyes as though looking forward to the days to come.

Such excitement rarely comes once in a while.

No one, the students, the guests and including the instructors dared to speak as they watched Fabian still bowing.

Just when it seemed an entire day had passed, a voice sounded from the gallery, "Speak."

Fabian secretly heaved a sigh of relief as he raised his head.

"Elders, The previous Prime of the Year-One Trooper class had been punished two weeks ago to serve the military in defending Sun city against the Dimensional Beasts."

"Right now, the city is still being overall by dimensional beasts and many citizens of the city are currently suffering. And the military using their entire might to Conquer the city."

"Yet, with the low man power of the army and in the midst of a vicious battle, I didn't think there would be a deserter of the army and from our academy! This is completely unacceptable!"

"If the army were to ever find out a student we volunteered to assist with their battle actually deserted, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Taking in a deep breath, a dignified expression appeared on Fabian's face as he gazed at Tyrion and pointed at Tyrion.

"Hence, before the army finds out and demands for an explanation, with by power as the Head Instructor I hereby suspend expel Tyrion from Death-Gate academy!"

"!!!"

The entire academy was stunned and even Tyrion was even more stunned and immediately, his face turned strange as he gazed at Fabian as though he was crazy.

He couldn't help but chuckle at Fabian's naive words. An acting Head Instructor who was a just a Demonic soldier dared to expel a Future Primordial Fiendgod? Was he stupid? Did he think the elder would agree?

The entire stadium instantly burst into a cacophony of noise. As they expressed disbelief, astonishment and shock. Thy didn't think the end of the competition would actually end like this.

The guests from other demonic academy looked on with bated breaths. If Tyrion was actually expelled wouldn't they be the one to gain of they were actually able to pull him into their academy?

"Impossible, seek other punishments."

The voice from the Elder's gallery spoke almost immediately. Their brains function almost a hjdnfed times faster than wmyone in the date and could calculate way beyond the average human. They naturally understood the repercussions and knew how it would backfire at the academy.

Fabian's eyes flashed with disappointment but he wasn't at all surprised. He only said this because it wasn't his final goal. He knee how to bargain and hence knew how to get what he wanted.

"Since expulsion isn't allowed, I request the elder to punish the student by placing him in the Underworld for 3 months, his treasured sized and his rewards rescinded."

This time, Mentrail, Tyger, and the other elite students frowned slightly.

Tyrion's eyes turned cold as he stared at the instructor.

He was really getting on his nerves. The Underworld was a place where the academy placed traitors, spies and also punish students.

Within the Underworld, ones body would slowly corrode and his genetic energy drained until their physical strength becomes as weak as a baby's. Spending 3 months there, Tyrion's Strength would be reduced to the genetic soldier stage!

"I knew we this was a Demonic Academy, I just didn't think we'd be this ruthless."

Just as the entire students and guests in the stadium were discussing Tyrion's voice resounded like thunder.

The entire stadium turned quiet.

Fabian's eyes brightened secretly. The more Tyrion argued the worse things would be for him. The Elders absolutely loath lawless students.

His expression furrowed as he looked down at Tyrion.

"I would never slander a student. If you want to explain, try your best."

With a stomp of his feet, Tyrion leapt from his position and landed softly alright at the center of the stadium without a single but of dust rising.

Seeing this, the elite students watching narrowed their eyes. Tyrion's control of strength left them slightly shocked.

Jumping half a kilometer wasn't shocking. But jumping without causing a single ripple required immense control of strength.

Tyrion totally ignored Fabian and bowed slightly towards the Elder's.

"Elders, during Arasaka tower. I encountered a Blood moon in a dimensional zone-"

Fabian immediately interrupted, "What does that have to do with deserting the army?"

"Let me finish." Tyrion glanced at the instructor indifferently as he spoke.