A Night of Torrential Rain

Chapter 79 A Night of Torrential Rain (1/6 Seeking First Subscription!)

Camp.

"roar--!!!

A terrifying roar suddenly erupted from the dense forest!

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up in horror.

Gemma Farrittan stood up abruptly.

Her face was deathly pale as she stared intently at the dark forest, clutching her magic wand tightly.

Two seconds later, he spoke, his voice trembling:

"Pack your things immediately! Prepare to leave!"

The monster finally caught up!

Someone shouted, "But, but Hamburg and Chips, however, met Gemma's cold gaze and swallowed their words."

He waved his wand, folded the tent, and swept all the clutter into the bag.

They were only there to set up a barrier, but they haven't returned yet.

I'm afraid those two are probably doomed.

Holy crap! It wasn't this scary when I participated in the challenge three years ago!

Is this still a youth competition?!

Just then.

A series of hurried footsteps echoed from the dense forest.

"brush!"

A figure tumbled out of the bushes, rolled several times, and then crawled towards them on all fours!

Holy crap! Monsters are spawning?!

His teammate shuddered in fright, his scalp tingling.

He raised his wand and instinctively unleashed a thunderous explosion!

"Bang!"

"what!"

The curse exploded.

The "four-legged monster" let out a shrill scream and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Idiot!" Gemma glared at the person who cast the spell. "That's Humbert Caro! Our teammate!"

Boom!

A thunderclap ripped through the dark sky, illuminating the face of the person on the ground.

To their surprise, the creature that crawled on all fours like a wild monster was actually Hamburger Caro!

That Slytherin who considers themselves noble and pure-blooded!

Large raindrops began to fall from the sky.

The mud splattered and splashed onto the face of the young man who was once called "Hamburger," carving deep furrows into the mud and blood.

His robes were blackened by the curse and hung on his body like rags, his face and hands were covered with thin, long cuts.

Her hair was wet and stuck to her forehead, no longer as clean and tidy as before.

In just over ten minutes, it felt as if it had suffered immense devastation.

Even more chilling.

It was Hamburg's attitude, which was completely different from before.

"Help, help me... help me... a monster is chasing me... Chips is already... ahhh!"

Hamburg muttered frantically.

His hands trembled as if in an epileptic seizure, and his pupils quivered violently.

On that face covered in rain and mud, only the fear in his eyes was so clear and tangible!

Unbelievable.

What kind of horror did he experience?

That's why Slytherin, who used to look down on people, suddenly became this miserable state!

"Crack."

Not far away.

A faint sound, like glass being crushed, came from the air.

The protective barrier has been breached.

They were completely powerless to resist.

What's up? Come in.

They were being watched from the darkness and shadows.

In deathly silence.

The rain, as big as beans, poured down, extinguishing the campfire and soaking everyone, but no one reacted, not daring to move or utter a sound.

Only Hamburger's intermittent sobs echoed in everyone's ears.

The heat, like tentacles, swept across their exposed skin.

They looked into the darkness, but could see nothing.

This unknown is all the more frightening.

It has given rise to countless distorted and terrifying imaginations.

They had no idea what fate awaited them ahead.

Sudden.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, clear sound broke the stillness of the room!

Everyone turned their heads.

Miss Gemma Farley slapped Hamburg across the face, knocking his head to the side.

Hamburg tilted his head, and his muddled eyes gradually cleared.

"Pack your things, let's head to the mansion immediately."

Gemma's voice trembled, but she remained calm.

She didn't know why the unknown monster didn't jump out and attack them.

...Perhaps the other party is thinking of it like a cat catching a mouse.

First, exhaust the prey, then devour it in one bite.

This is a strange moment.

What gave Gemma courage was not being the captain or trusting the tournament organizers.

It was a promise made to that boy, Ethan Vincent.

1. I will not attack you during the match.

Gemma brushed the bangs that were stuck to her forehead and said firmly:

"Don't be afraid, the Aurors are protecting us from the shadows, nothing will really happen."

"Once we find the key to the mansion, we can teleport directly out of this swamp."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

Yup!

Once we find the key, we can leave this awful place instantly!

The same goes for Hamburg.

Although half of his face was burning, the slap really woke him up.

...That's right, the game isn't over yet.

How could I possibly be on the same level as that mud-born...?

Hamburg gritted his teeth and cast a healing spell on himself.

He stood up from his knees, and a spark of hope rekindled in his eyes.

Since I'm already this cunning and shrewd, then Ethan Vincent, that first-year kid, must have been eliminated long ago!

Perhaps, like Chips who fell off the cliff.

It vanished silently in some corner.

Hamburger shuddered, quickly packed his things with his teammates, and set off again.

But they don't realize that sometimes, an ending is a blessing in disguise.

pat pat pat.

The group waded through the rapidly accumulating water, ignoring their fatigue from the day's journey, and hurried northward.

No one dared to slack off.

Even though they couldn't see them, it was as if there were pairs of eyes watching them from the shadows.

Every branch that brushed past my shoulder felt like the sharp claws of a ferocious beast!

Using this method to coerce them—what a treacherous and terrifying monster!

At this moment, only one thought sustained them: once they reached the mansion, they would be safe!

at the same time.

A figure slowly walked out from the campfire in the completely soaked camp.

Beneath the dark red umbrella, a pair of cobalt blue eyes shone brightly.

I watched them leave in silence.

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"Wow, so diligent!"

"They didn't even rest before setting off."

Ethan held up the transformed umbrella and murmured with emotion.

He had stopped when he saw Miss Gemma Farley.

But for some reason, this group of people immediately packed up and left.

"I can't fall behind others!"

Ethan clenched his fist in encouragement.

Behind me, shadows slithered.

Six orange-red eyes lit up like lanterns, and the silhouette of a colossal creature gradually emerged from the shadows.

"Gurgle...: "

The three-headed dog licked its fangs with lingering satisfaction and scratched restlessly with its paws.

Ethan certainly didn't actually kill Chips or those Ifamoni fighters.

In fact, he didn't even know the name Slytherin.

I just wanted to give him a little scare since he was all alone.

Who would have thought that the other person had such a weak mental fortitude? In a panic, they actually fell off the cliff.

He was seriously injured in the fall.

It's none of my business, Ethan even thoughtfully waited for him to finish relieving himself and pull up his pants before calling out the three-headed dog.

I just don't know.

Will this guy suffer some kind of psychological trauma and never be able to get out of it again?

"All members of Ilfamoni, one Slytherin...::"

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Ethan counted on his fingers.

"That leaves Durmstrang, Krum, Beauxbatons, and Hogwarts."

"Hmm, there are still a lot of people."

Ethan tilted his head in distress.

I yawned and felt completely drained.

"The Cerberus's mana consumption is still too high. With my current strength, I can only summon it for about half an hour at most."

That's why.

After wiping out the entire Iphamoni school team, the next victim didn't appear until night.

"The people are too scattered in the swamp, making it difficult to hunt them one by one," Ethan said.

"I was following the map, but I only encountered the teams of Iphamoni and Gemma along the way."

After all, he used Cerberus, the Eyeballs, and the Portal to teleport directly in segments.

Even if you encounter dangerous swamps or towering cliffs, you don't need to take a detour at all.

Move straight ahead.

"To eliminate all the other contestants, we'd better find a way to gather them all together... Hmm, how should we do that..."

"Got it!"

With a snap, Ethan flicked his fingers.

With her eyes crinkling, she smiled happily:

"The answer is very simple; I don't even need to do anything!"

"Those capable of winning the competition will eventually gather in one place—"

"Helpo's Mansion!"

He then arrived at the mansion ahead of time and set up a "welcome ceremony".

We can simply wait and see.