Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 517  Barely Passable?

Chapter 517  Barely Passable?

A powerful sonic wave exploded out the moment these creatures clashed their many palms against these disciples. Bam!

Many disciples flew back but were quick to catch themselves, rolling on the floor and even turning in the air before kicking on the transparent walls and heading back to the battlefield. The children who were now unconscious, were protected by another group of disciples whose task was to look after these children. Chan-Ki also joined the battle, taking on one giant creature for himself, allowing the disciples to take on the other 4. Dorian on the other hand sat in his usual bites state. It might seem as though he was doing nothing, but he has been watching the battle, and observing their progress for far. The Petratoringolus was a demonic homunculus that was quite a powerful force to be reckoned with. If there was only 1, the battle would have been an easy one. However, at the current levels of these demonic creatures, it would indeed be tricky for the disciples and Chan-Ki to take down all 5. Dorian watched them get battered and beaten up but didn't move an inch. This was all part of their training. The more they fell, the more they rose, storming in again for another kill. And all everyone outside could see were several flashes of light flying in the air, clashing against each other like crazy. (o0o)

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The battle was happening too fast for human eyes alone. Still, they could see that these disciples and Chan-Ki were having a difficult time dealing with these hideous monsters. "Boss, boss, should we help? If they lose we all lose too!"

Shalom and Hardy who heard this felt cold, understanding this fact more than anyone else. They wished to help, but how do they do it? "Don't get in their way." The chief Doctor states with a calm face. "What do you mean we shouldn't get in their way? Can't you see they are struggling against these monsters? As police officers, do you expect us to just sit back and watch without helping them when they are in need?"

Indeed, they were also scared right now but as Police officers who have been fighting crime for a long time now, it made their hearts uneasy to just sit back and watch. The Chief doctor chuckled, shaking his head sideways while pointing towards Dorian. "So you know why he is called the Grandmaster? It is because he is the most powerful human being in our world."

Him? Many people's pupils dilated at an alarming rate when staring at the bored-looking youngster at the other end.

Although it seems unbelievable, they had no choice but to believe it after all they had witnessed today. Recalling the warnings their supervisors gave these police officers telling them to especially not piss off the Grandmaster, everyone couldn't help giving Dorian several looks. The most powerful human in the world was a teen who hadn't even reached the age to drink alcohol yet.  Who would believe it? "You think I'm kidding right? But why don't you take several steps back and think of how his people treat him?"

Many thinned their lips, still in disbelief. "If he is so strong, then why doesn't he help them out? Why is he letting them suffer in pain?"

"Training." Harvey and Shalom blurted out. With bitter faces, they now understand how unnecessary their worry was when seeing Dorian lay back as though sleeping. ...

Indeed, it must be for training purposes that he allowed them to take a beating. It was crude but the fastest way for them to learn. You truly learn boxing when you take on an opponent. You can only truly learn a skill when you successfully apply it in your everyday life. Likewise, fighting true opponents is the best training these people can get right now. Seeing that there was nothing else to worry about, many could only scratch their heads, staring at the battle with a more relaxed expression. Oops…

Hardy and Shalom smacked their foreheads, turning their attention to the other officers with stern faces. "Have you all forgotten your assignments while out here? Write! Write!... Write everything down and Record too!"

"Our superiors gave us this one task while out here so don't cause any trouble for me!!"

"And remember, don't puke on the evidence!"

"Yes, sir!"

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Like so, the group of officers diligently did their part, while also watching the epic battle unfold. Boom! Boom! Boom!

The disciples worked hard, finally taking care of just 1 monster. Chan-Ki also finished off his lone 1, meaning there were 2 down, 3 more to go. Reaching for their pockets the group took in strange pills dropping them into their mouths before rushing in once more. Their breathing was heavy, their clothes a little torn and their foreheads and limbs covered in blood. Indeed, they were struggling, almost reaching their tipping points

It had been 9 minutes,42 seconds since the battle began and Dorian had already seen all he needed to see. [Step back… You all have made great progress when fighting against a Dolum-Rank Creator]

The weakest creature rank is a Solum Rank creature, which has 12 sublevels… these are mostly creatures between 0~100 years old. And then, you have the Tulum Rank, which is those between the ages 101~350. Following that is the Bulum Rank, and then the Dolum rank which are creatures between 1000 years old and 5000 years old. The creatures they were facing were at least 4,000 years old. This… was not bad. Their progress was good, but not good enough. They barely managed to kill 2 within the time frame he set out for them. Not good. Understand that the small fries left in this world were nothing compared to the big shots in the underworld who were at least 500,0000 years old with some being a billion years old. Sorry, but it just wasn't good enough. Luckily the academy space accelerated their growth rate 50 times faster than normal. Or else how can you expect people who have been training for 2 months and a few weeks to make such progress from zero to this level so fast?

With Dorian's plans after another month, they should be able to deal with 100,000-year-old creatures and even 600,000-year-old ones for the elders. With everyone stepping back, Dorian calmly entered the battlefield with one thought in mind, and that was to finish things fast.