Hell's Academy

Chapter 130: Ki Rejuvenation

A well armored Jarkales soldier gallantly paced over to a set of black burned trees and took a deep breath in anticipation of the large upcoming battle. He had on a white cape with a pair of black glasses tucked underneath his brown hair. The soldier felt unbelievably relieved that tomorrow was the day his nation would clash with the Horned stronghold. He'd always had a strange craving for bloodshed on the night before a day of carnage, and he felt an intense craving for the hunt and the thrill it provided. 

He smiled and knocked on the wood of the black tree before a strange intent flashed in his eyes. He immediately punched forward with all his might and uprooted the large tree just from the energy of his Ki. It crashed into the mountain side as a wicked smile appeared on his face. His excitement for battle made his blood boil and he couldn't wait any longer for the day he got to kill one of the Vicious Horned. If he killed a single Horned during the battle by the East Branch, he'd get a reward of a simple five weeks of vacation. 

The Jarkales had a large set of women that they captured from other tribes on the other side of the Furnace. These included many beautiful tanned, amber-eyed women from the White Mist Nation. These women normally were tasked with doing basic chores, but also could be courted for marriage. Jarnon, the man burning with excitement by the side of the mountain, smiled and held up his hand. A large beam of white light made up of pure Ki shot at a small running Authoritarian. It squeeled and sprinted for a small cavern to Jarnon's delight.

He slowly stepped forward and felt the dew from the Night Cactus, and stepped on the small patches of green grass. 

'Heh, I guess I'll go get us some dinner,' Jarnon smiled and stepped off his back foot, rushing towards the small black haired Authoritarian. It looked like a hedgehog, but had large silver paws and dark whtie eyes that it used to see in the dark. As a nocturnal creature, it also had good senses. It could tell that Jarnon had begun chasing after it.

'Not getting away that easily!' Jarnon smiled and fired another white beam of Ki. Because he was a Jarkales, his Ki almost looked like a literal line of light. It caused damage by targeting extremely tiny points, but when it hit its target it exploded and caused a lot of damage. A series of rocks behind the running Silver Foot Reaper immediately shut a small escape tunnel that the little Authoritarian had created, and it turned around and hissed.

Jarnon smiled and walked up to it before holding out his hand. Hunting for the Jarkales was second nature. He loved the feeling of chasing prey and catching them, so it was no surprise that his smile grew wilder when it charged towards him. The Silver Foot Reaper sent out spikes from its back and hissed before a single line of white light shot towards it. The small creature instantly burst into a mist of blood before it fell over and slowly felt its eyes begin to dim.

"And, there is dinner," Jarnon laughed, but then turned around after hearing a noise. 

"Ugh, it must be my imagination. This place is completely protected from the warriors of the Horned, and we killed all their scouts. Heh, calm down Jarnon.'

Swoosh!

Jarnon felt a gentle and soft breeze touch against his neck before he felt the entire world seem to push into his lower abdomen. His white armor hidden underneath his heavy clothes immediately felt like it disappeared, and a powerful sensation sent him surging into the wall.

Boom!

Jarnon coughed out blood and looked forward only to see a man in a black hat with blue eyes getting closer to him. He had a small burning black fire around his body that made his eyes seemed to simmer like orange, glowing stars. 

"Please, Please don't."

"I wasn't going to, but then you hurt this little guy," Howard spun back his right foot and than swung forward with all his might. However, unlike you might expect, the sound barely traveled through the cavern when it hit its target on the side of the face.

Boom!

Jarnon's neck turned slightly, but enough that he could feel a darkness enveloping his normal perfect vision. Howard sighed, and watched the Jarkales fall on the floor. A trail of red blood oozed out of his mouth as Howard reached down and touched the small Authoritarian. Thanks to Founder Arista, he had began to grasp an extremely difficult skill called Ki Rejuvenation. 

Ki Rejuvenation allowed Howard to use his control of Ki to slightly heal wounds and injuries. The little Authoritarian that had looked to be at death's door instantly widened its eyes and shivered in shock. However, when it saw Howard's smile, it instantly stopped being afraid. He felt the gentleness in Howard's eyes, which completely contrasted the mean man in white armor that had tried to hurt him. The little Authoritarian did a slight bow with its spikey back, and then rushed away from Howard at its maximum speed.

"One down, 9 to go."

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Priscilla took a deep breath and looked at two soldiers chatting by a small fire a few meters away from the main Jarkales camp.

The moonlight from the sky trenchantly illustrated the scars on their skin. One man with brown hair and a set of white armor and another with black armor talked and laughed about their previous battles. However, the one in the black armor was much stronger and more terrifying to fight. Those with black armor in the Jarkales army were called second lieutenants. They controlled 5 men beneath them and reported directly to the commander of their platoon. Only those with strength at the peak of the A rank could take the test to become a second lieutenant. 

"Heh, there had been this woman. This damn women who tried so hard to defend her husband. I told her to move and she just kept getting in the way! I had to kill her and the man at the same time! Ha, what a waste!"

"Second Lieutenant, you've told that story a 1000 times! What about what happened in the last battle against White Mist? What did you do to that one teenager?"

"I let him live. Don't tell anyone, hahaha!" The second lieutenant paused and took a deep breath. He took a swig of a small white canister in his hand and then tried to calm his mind. The second lieutenant had big muscular arms and looked twice the size of his fellow soldier, but also seemed to have a tenderness laced in his words. "However, I only let him live because he looked like my brother. I killed everyone else around him. It's a secret okay! I miss my family!"

"Sorry, but you're visiting them now," Priscilla wasted no time and twisted the second lietenant's neck. His head dropped to the side before a large ice spear shot through his body. 

The soldier across from him got hit through the center of his heart and instantly fell into the fire. He hadn't expected to die so quickly. He felt like his life had just begun.

"Nothing personal, but it's easier to kill you today than tomorrow," Priscilla took a deep breath and then a large flame shot out from her hands, causing the two men in silver armor to burst into flames. "Sorry, but you don't look like anyone I know, so in your world it's okay to kill you right?"

Priscilla took out a small marker from her pocket, and then drew to marks on her arm to indicate two more deaths. "Well, that makes 5076 people I killed. I wonder who's next?"

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"Those damn assholes are missing! Ah, my damn job sucks!" A Jarkales soldier paced back and forth inside of a large white tent. "They told me they'd be back in an hour! What is the general going to do if they deserted! All 8 of us in second lietenants team are going to get killed! Forget about getting a bonus, I'll get a coffin!"

The Jarkales soldier walked out of his tent and looked up before he instantly turned pale. The general had on his full set of silver armor and his movements leaked no restraint of Ki. He gripped his right hand a sharp silver ax that had two green jewels embedded on it, and in his right hand had a small notebook that he kept all his battle plans in. However, why did he get fully dressed so early? What had happened?"

"Jerold," General Lorklan pointed at the small, nervous cadet that had just come out of his tent. "Change of plans. We're attacking tonight. Go get your second lietenant, and tell him to stop fooling around."