Blood Titan System

With the words Silva just spoke, the atmosphere became even more tense. Vorton's expression froze but then he released an unexpected laugh.

The creepy laugh spent chills down the spine of the students watching the argument. During the past few days, Vorton has been known for his thirst for blood and has been nicknamed Blood Tyrant as he was extremely bloodthristy and didn't care about anything else but his thirst to see and draw blood. He had terrorized the students within this vicinity of the city. He didn't just rob them off their kill points but also injured them to the point of death, satisfied when only when he sees the person in his or her own pool of blood.

Under the normal circumstance, he would have gone berserk, fighting those in his path but before Prince Silva and Althea, he didn't dare act recklessly. There was a reason why they are ranked above him. And for this, he knew he wouldn't be able to take them both headon. Even then, he wasn't scared if a conflict breaks out. He was a least scared of a battle as his combat tactic was purely of the Attack Titan tactic. The more he battles, the stronger he becomes!

Therefore hearing Michael's words that were filled with disdain, Vorton naturally went insane it was only his last bit of rationality stopping him from phasing to his titan form.

Seeing the reddish glow in Vorton's eyes increasing, Prince Silva snorted coldly but was ready for battle.

"Who knows the whereabouts of the Prime?" Althea's voice was soft but was like a sharo knife, piercing through the tense atmosphere.

Vorton Page huffed in irritation, the battle intent he was building earlier faded like a smoke. "Why still call him the Prime? He was only lucky during the entrance examination but they actually gave him the title of Prime when he's obviously just a weakling who knows how to hide like a tortoise in shell. Haven't set my eyes on him since the past week."

Althea's greenish eyes glanced towards Silva. But Prince Silva was currently frowning as he stared back at Althea with a questioning gaze and demanded.

"Is the rumor actually true?" Althea's face remained indifferent and didn't responded as she stared right back at Silva without the intent of answering his question

Vorton glanced at the two students with a quizzical look. "What rumor? Did something happen that I didn't know about?"

The two remained silent. Prince Silva gaze never left Althea. It was as though he could check out the answer to his question from her gaze.

Vorton was starting to get irritated and was about to roar out furiously when one of the seven students behind him whispered something to him.

His eyes widened as he spat out in disdain. "Impossible! He's only a weakling who got lucky during the entrance examination. Don't tell me he also got lucky once here once more and killed two enough beast to be off the rankings list."

Seeing that no body responded to him and both Silva and Althea remained silent, his expression slowly changed when he realised it might actually be true. Checking the rankings list, it took a few secunds only to realise he couldn't find Erian's name on the Rankings list. "Fuck! What luck does this bastard have?"

"Who knows if it's luck or skill, we have to be careful when we meet him." Silva responded coldly.

Althea nodded her head as what he said made sense.

"So you mean we should work together and hunt him?" His eyes lit up when he heard of this but then he remained skeptical since to him, Erian was too weak to be a prey for him.

"I've had people tracking him. While is current whereabouts is unknown, we could trace him from where he was last see. The moment he pops up, we will be informed." Silva ignored Vorton and said to Althea. To him, she was the only one he considered his rival within the new students of the academy. In both strength and status, she was equally his match. As for the others, they weren't worth mentioning.

"How are we going to share the points?" Vorton suddenly asked.

Hearing this, the three of them froze. To them, Erian's kill points was already theirs. The fact that Erian might be a difficult person to deal with didn't cross their minds. And even if it did, so what? Vorton is a savage beast with strength to match it. Just a bit more time and he would be able to transplant his first gene maing him a single gene titan. He was more than enough to deal with the so called Prime. Not to mention Althea and Prince Silva. The battle was already half won.

The only trouble was how the would share the kill points amongst themselves. Before anyone could think further, Althea replied. "We will decide on that when the time comes."

Prince Silva nodded his head in agreement. As expected of the person he had chosen as his second.

Vorton eyes squinted but speaking about it here wouldn't change anything as they might ditch him and decide to face Erian on their own. Therefore, he reluctantly nodded his head in agreement.

But his eyes blinked rapidly. Each of them had their own plans in their head. If the opportunity presented itself, who knows what would happen at that moment. Different thoughts ran through their head as they moved.

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Erian checked the map on his holo-watch. The bright blue arrow turned leading him towards his backpack suddenly changed direction to the left, making him also change the direction he was moving at.

But Erian didn't move. His brows were furrowed, deep in thought. It had been three hours since he left the underground lab but within an hour, he had felt someone tailing him a while ago.

At first, he had thought it was the third year seniors but then he dismissed the thought. They would have immediately moved to capture him or moved in for the kill. But even after an hour, the person hadn't revealed him or herself.

​ Moreover, the presence was extremely weak compared to the opponents he had faced in the past. With his senses, he had picked up the person's

presence immediately he was being followed.