Chapter 669 “Request for Subscription” Dark Demon and Brain Fluid Demon
The cheers from the audience outside the arena continued unabated.
A cry of urgency echoed within the ring.
Staff members immediately activated emergency measures, causing two different scenes to appear both inside and outside.
Facing the terrifying monster that lunged at him like a giant snake, Dark Demon merely whispered, “Tyrant!”
The “Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon” instantly spread its wings and pounced at the monster.
Both sides met almost in the middle of the field. The “Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon” remained in a state of rage, even though its violent aura could not be reined in, it still retained the most basic rationality.
But the strength of the terrifying monster was no weakling… it did not get torn in half by the “Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon”!
“Roar!”
The rage of the “Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon” reverberated, leaving a deep claw mark on the monster’s body.
Yet, it did not retreat in the slightest; instead, it charged forward, directly facing the tyrant dragon’s ferocious assault.
After losing nearly half of its body, the monster successfully broke through the barrier of the “Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon,” roaring as it lunged towards Dark Demon—only to collide with the protective barrier of the competitor platform.
Dark Demon’s lips curled up in a faint, barely perceptible smile.
His gaze lifted slightly, meeting the monster’s eyes, savoring the despair within them.
The returning “Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon” dragged it away, crushing it underfoot!
…
In an instant.
Staff members rushed onto the competitor platform, forcefully restraining the groaning Fern Morse.
The newly arrived host immediately used a voice only audible to those inside to maintain order, while staff members who ran up to the red side competitor platform simultaneously inquired about his safety and took him down.
Despite being the Mana Academia, the students’ resilience was strong, and the cries of shock quickly subsided into fragmented discussions.
Audience members outside saw the two competitors exchanging courtesies, promoting the idea that friendship came first, and then smiled as they descended from the platform.
Although somewhat strange, it was enough to handle the situation.
This wave of events passed swiftly, and the duel competition proceeded orderly, but the participants’ minds were elsewhere, clearly not fully focused.
At the same time.
Dark Demon was invited to the common room. Inia Knight, the president of the Dueling Club, hurried over, then stopped in her tracks upon seeing him, calmly saying, “Hello, this is our first meeting. I am the president of the Dueling Club—I’m Inia Knight.”
“You’re welcome, I’m Dark Demon from the Noble Academy,” Dark Demon wasn’t particularly concerned.
He casually asked, “How is Senior Fern Morse doing?”
Inia Knight sat opposite him, slightly serious, “He has been taken to the infirmary. We deduced that he might have been parasitized by some foul creature.”
“Mm.” Dark Demon nodded.
Inia Knight then asked, “Do you have any clues about what happened to Senior Fern Morse?”
Dark Demon chuckled, “I wish I had.”
Inia Knight appeared disappointed, “Then we can only wait for the professors’ investigation results. Who would have thought such a thing would happen in late November.”
“Do you know?” Inia Knight continued, “If our judgment is correct, and if Senior Fern Morse was parasitized by a monster, there would be two possibilities.”
Dark Demon listened patiently.
Inia Knight said, “One possibility is that he was parasitized since the start of the semester, and the other is that he was parasitized after enrollment.”
Dark Demon: “Like eating breakfast or not eating breakfast?”
Inia Knight shrugged, “Exactly.”
There were only two options, no third possibility.
Dark Demon asked, “So which option do you hope is true?”
Inia Knight shook her head, “Neither option is good because the monster has already entered the academy. You should prepare yourself. If my guess is correct, a major search might be conducted soon.”
She stood up, “Such incidents are not uncommon during wartime, but I didn’t expect to encounter one in peacetime. However, with the professors present, everything will be fine.”
“You can act freely now. If there’s anything, we or the professors will use the selection card to notify you.”
“Okay.” Dark Demon also stood up, “I have an appointment today.”
As they walked out of the common room, they parted ways.
The moment Dark Demon stepped out, he took out the “door card” for the secret path from his mana card deck. This had been troubling him for a while.
Opening the card face, it was indeed Pandora Senior’s inquiry.
He replied with “no problem,” and was immediately blocked by Diana, Rose, Tudor, and others.
Second-year students from the Noble Academy gathered around, some asking if he was injured, others bursting with curiosity about what happened to Senior Fern Morse.
Dark Demon responded that he was fine, displaying a look of confusion.
But he truly didn’t know what happened to Senior Fern Morse!
The only traceable possibility he could think of was “Underworld Fire.”
However, the manifestation of “Underworld Fire” was not like this, and he didn’t sense any hint of “Underworld Fire.”
Considering Fern Morse’s current condition, it seemed he encountered something related to demons, similar to what happened to Robert Broheim last year.
But Robert’s vampire Vlad was reborn from the secret passage, where did the monster in Fern Morse come from?
With the secret passage partially sealed off, the probability of another incident was minimal.
“I’m also clueless. Personally, I suggest waiting for the professors’ investigation results,” Dark Demon raised his voice slightly to reassure the students from the Noble Academy before continuing.
“In any case, it’s not a big deal. For safety, try not to go alone to remote places, especially at night. I know many people still wander outside after curfew.”
Someone complained, “Hey, Dark Demon, your way of speaking is getting more professor-like!”
Dark Demon responded, “Because I am a professor of arithmetic for first-year students.”
The student, who had just spoken casually, was instantly silenced, unable to help but laugh dryly.
His classmates nudged him, looking mischievous.
After they exited the competitor passage, they gradually dispersed, leaving only a few familiar faces behind.
Dark Demon noticed the large bag on Diana’s back, reminding her, “You’re going to the dungeon for an adventure, right?”
“Oh, yeah.” Diana smacked her lips, suddenly not wanting to go.
Rose said, “We really need to leave.”
Dark Demon added, “Don’t worry, it’s nothing. Tudor and Pistons, I’m heading to Traveler’s Street next, so I don’t have much time…”
“Ha, we’re busy too,” Pistons said tactfully.
He pulled Tudor and they left together.
Dark Demon felt a warm feeling and said to the remaining Diana and Rose, “Be careful when entering the dungeon. If you encounter something unsolvable, learn to activate the Dungeon Escape Device.”
“Alright, alright, like a mom.” Diana grabbed Rose’s wrist and ran off.
Dark Demon shook his head helplessly, turning towards the Magical Animal Club.
When he reached the club, he released his mana golems, recalling his duel with Fern Morse, realizing he needed more special summoning methods for high-star mana golems.
If he only summoned high-star mana golems through sacrificial summoning, it would mean sacrificing low-star mana golems in daily life to bring them out.
Even if not considering mana duels, he needed some ritual summoning techniques.
He pondered for a while in the clubroom, then received a notification from Professor Shylph.
“Has it arrived?”
Looking at the message on the selection card, Dark Demon returned the little Night Bird to Sister Carrian’s care and left the clubroom.
Soon, he arrived at the infirmary.
Sister Carrian was busy inside.
Professor Shylph and Professor Kazel were talking outside.
Dark Demon pushed open the door, asking, “Is there any news?”
Professor Shylph maintained her usual stern expression.
But Professor Kazel’s face showed a hint of seriousness.
“Is it serious?” Dark Demon sat down on a stool, asking.
Professor Kazel nodded, “Initial diagnosis suggests recent implantation, possibly in late September or early October. If we speculate, the perpetrator may have adapted to the academy before taking action. Fern Morse might not be the only victim.”
Dark Demon was curious, “So, what exactly is that monster?”
Professor Kazel relaxed slightly, “It’s a Brain Fluid Demon, a special demon species that parasitizes the human brain. I thought it had disappeared with the end of the war. But it seems it resurfaced after all these years.”
“Brain Fluid Demon?” Dark Demon pondered.
Brain Fluid Demons were nearly elemental life forms.
They fed on thoughts, and their excretions stimulated nerves, making the host more emotional, akin to an adrenaline rush, enhancing mana and physical abilities.
During the war, demons even implanted Brain Fluid Demons into the brains of elite soldiers, making them fearless and constantly excited, tireless.
Moreover, Brain Fluid Demons themselves were formidable, absorbing the power of thoughts to grow.
When the host’s emotions became extremely agitated, the Brain Fluid Demon’s power would temporarily surge.
If the host suffered severe injuries or mental breakdowns, the Brain Fluid Demon would consume the host, emerging as a more terrifying monster.
Though this terrifying monster only lasted 24 hours, it caused significant damage to humans.
That’s why humans eradicated Brain Fluid Demons after the war, destroying all records of their creation.
Seeing a Brain Fluid Demon now was more shocking than encountering a vampire.
Professor Kazel said, “Not only that, this Brain Fluid Demon appears to have undergone modifications, reducing its impact on the brain and becoming more covert.”
“It’s almost completely fused with the brain structure. Even with brain scans, it’s hard to detect.”
“If not for the excessive emotional fluctuations of Fern Morse forcing it to surface, it would continue to lie dormant.”
Dark Demon frowned slightly, “So how were they discovered during the war?”
Professor Kazel replied, “Through mental waves. We can create magical devices that release mental waves, adjusting the frequency to stimulate Brain Fluid Demons, causing them to emerge prematurely. But you know, this method cannot be used within the academy.”
Emerging prematurely?
Dark Demon understood, “Is there a gentler method?”
Professor Kazel shook his head, “I didn’t study Brain Fluid Demons extensively during the war. Otherwise, I might have found something. Given the current situation, since the Brain Fluid Demon’s main body has been destroyed, it’s difficult to gather much information from the roots left in Fern Morse’s brain. Therefore, I can’t find a better method for now.”
Dark Demon frowned, “Can’t we approach it from the perspective of the host? I mean, make them speak?”
Professor Kazel replied, “We can only know once Fern Morse wakes up. After all, everything we discuss now is speculation. He might have been parasitized before enrolling.”
But as he spoke, Sister Carrian emerged from inside, saying, “Kazel, Morse is awake.”
“It seems it’s our turn,” Professor Kazel smiled, composed.
Professor Shylph said, “If Morse was parasitized after enrollment, we need to speed up. His exposure is definitely an unexpected event. If the perpetrator feels exposed, anything could happen.”
Kazel said, “I’ll hurry.”
The four of them then entered the inner room.
Fern Morse lay on one of the beds, his face even paler than before, showing exhaustion, and his seven-colored spiky hair—had been shaved off!
Sister Carrian did not hold back, shaving him bald.
Without his hair, Fern Morse looked a bit more appealing.
Professor Kazel sat beside him, while the three of them stood nearby.
Professor Kazel said gently, “Do you recognize me? I’m Professor Kazel, a second-year professor.”
Fern Morse opened his mouth slightly, weakly saying, “Yes, Alchemy Professor.”
Professor Kazel smiled, “Don’t be nervous. You suddenly fainted on the competitor platform, and we’ve brought you to the infirmary. With Sister Carrian here, you’ll be fine.”
