God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

His voice.

It was so gentle, so soft, filled with so much care that it was like two brothers finally reuniting with each other after countless years.

That was how the tone felt, and even for a minute, it rattled Nolan.

But the memories of Quinn that newly appeared in his head only made his heart tighten within him.

"Exactly three weeks since you dug your cold fingers into my neck and snapped it off, before kicking my legs so hard that my bones shattered, leaving me alone in that pit to rot away."

"How can you have forgotten?" Nolan said with a grin as his left hand slowly moved to the side, and then a flaming red chain appeared.

It was thick and heavy, brimming with otherworldly crimson flames that visibly heated the air around it.

CLING!

The sound of something smashing hard into something resonated as Nolan wrapped the chain around the end of his dagger.

Slowly, he began rotating the chain, causing the dagger to spin in a circular motion around his body.

"You seem to be doing much better than the last time I saw you though, much stronger, huh?" Quinn said, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Nolan.

Ever since he could remember, Nolan had always possessed a single ability, which was his rusty dagger.

But now, not only was the dagger incredibly sharp and oozing with dangerous flames, there was also another set of heavy crimson chains burning with flames within his palm.

It was clear that Nolan had grown stronger, vastly stronger than before.

"Have you grown strong enough to be a challenge to me though?" Quinn asked out loud with an intriguing expression.

Nolan's whirling chains stopped with the dagger held in his hands, the chains coiling around his arms.

"Why don't we find out?"

[Main Quest Issued]

[Survive The Enroachment of the Shadow Ones...]

[Rewards: ???]

The notification panel appeared flickering before Nolan, whose grin slowly turned into an irritated expression.

"Survive?"

"Kill him!!!"

The order came from Quinn, and instantly, darkness spread through the hall as dozens of figures seemed to become nothing but shadowy entities that rapidly advanced toward Nolan.

His irritated expression slowly replaced disbelief and then a dark chuckle.

"Survive!? You want me to survive!!!? Haha, you really want me to survive???"

Nolan mumbled on and on like a madman, even as the shadowy entities rapidly closed in on him.

"EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THIS ROOM WILL DIEEE!!!!!" The beastly roar boomed throughout the hall as thousands of green-colored veins wriggled out all over Nolan's body, and horrific-looking runes appeared all over his skin.

RRRIIIIIIIIIP!

BOOOOOOOOM!

The ground where Nolan stood caved in from a sudden power release.

In the next instant, a gigantic line formed from some sort of shadowy blade appeared where he was, cleaving the ground into two, as a robed shadowy figure appeared where Nolan formerly stood with a dark sword in his hands.

But in the next instant, his face changed when he felt a rustle from behind him, and before he could react, a chain wrapped around his neck, followed by him being whisked off his feet and thrown into the sky with a flick.

"DIIIIIE!"

"DIIIIIE!"

"DIIIIIE!"

"DIIIIIE!"

"DIIIIIE!"

The screams rang out from above the shadowy figure as the sound of a dagger piercing through heads and meeting with soft tissue resounded with speed.

Quinn's heart shook as he turned to look at the sky and saw Nolan sitting on one of his own.

His hand was a blur due to how much he was moving them, and the daggers were stabbing repeatedly into the head of his own cult member until eventually, both of them slammed onto the ground in a cloud of dust, which soon cleared, and the remaining people all took a gasp in.

Right now, Nolan stood, his dagger dripping with blood and brain matter, and below him was the dark-robed young man who now possessed nothing from his neck upwards, save for bone and dangling pieces of flesh, a place where his head was supposed to be!

"He... he killed him!?" They whispered in shock as they looked at the young man whose heart had already stopped beating, a sign of him being dead already.

Nolan, the meek-looking target they had played around with for three years now, had kicked one of their own by repeatedly stabbing his head until nothing was left, and all life ceased from him.

CRACK!

CLINK!

The sound of shoulder and back bones cracking resounded as the heavy chains jiggled in Nolan's hand, and he slowly turned back to them before whispering...

"Every one of you..."

BOOOOOOM!

Instantly, the ground caved in from a monumental power as Nolan shot off the ground, rapidly inching toward the gathered shadowy members.

In the next second, he explodes forth from the ground appearing above them before slashing downward in a circular motion.

Two red beams immediately burst out from the dagger, ripping downwards towards the shadowy members who instantly dodged to the side, avoiding the dagger beams, but the horror only just started as Nolan became a specter.

All he needed was a simple few seconds, and one of the shadowy members would fall to the ground dead!

"DIIIEEE!!"

A shadowy cult member roared out as he raised his hands, and a strange pillar of darkness rose up from below Nolan, brimming with otherworldly power and slamming hard on him, causing him to get thrown up.

BLEEEEERGGHHH!

Blood burst out of Nolan's lips in midair instantly.

Yet his demonic smile only widened even more as his dagger revolved in his hand, and he cleaved downward, severing the pillar into two.

Instantly, the chains wrapping around his arms were released, and he sent them carving and piercing forth with speed.

The cultist still didn't comprehend how his most powerful ability had been ripped apart so easily by Nolan's dagger, so he could only watch in horror as the dagger pierced through his neck, anchoring itself to his body.

Immediately, veins bulged all over Nolan's arms as he roughly jerked the chain backward, causing the cultist to fly toward him.

"DIIIIIEEEE!"

"DIIIIIEEEE!"