Horrible Mutation

"Hicks."

"How have those Japanese people decided?"

Inside a classroom in a school building that looked like an auditorium, a fully equipped Awakener casually asked another team member.

His brows were tightly furrowed as he stared at the dense blood handprints covering the wall.

They were the size of palms, like those of children...

And they were very fresh.

There seemed to be something wrong with this place.

Carrying a massive one-handed sword on his back, Hicks, who had been questioned, let out a light laugh, his tone flippant:

"What else can they do?"

"Those useless fools have no other choice but to agree to our proposal, do they?"

"I dare say that, in the entire Strength Trial, we're the only ones with an Awakener who possesses both the Strength and Will systems."

"A bunch of useless fools with nothing but muscle in their heads—what can they use to fight us?"

Hicks looked arrogant.

He had never expected his auxiliary mental ability to work so effectively in a place like this.

Although its power had been severely weakened, it was still far better than observing the surroundings with the naked eye.

After the alarm sounded, the dissipated fog would once again cover the entire area.

The one-handed sword-wielding Awakener shifted his gaze away from the wall, and his brows relaxed slightly.

"Very good."

"Too many Awakeners from the China War Zone entered this time."

"No matter what, we have to eliminate some of them. Otherwise, the pressure on us will be enormous in the final Deathmatch War."

"There's something wrong with those people..."

When he thought of the more than one hundred and seventy Awakeners from the China War Zone who had entered the Strength Trial,

he could not help cursing inwardly.

After all, the America War Zone had such