Second Duel?

With new information about the Domination class in mind, Stark appeared in the area where he had first entered the [City Ruins] from, in Leforia.

[Congratulations on completing the rift, Stark Heartsouls]

This panel appeared as soon as he left, of course invisible to everyone but him.

There were still a lot of people still outside the [City Ruins], mostly just engaging in pointless conversations and forming teams, while some others just procrastinated or waited for the first layers to be less crowded.

Some people noticed him coming out of the rift, but of course they just thought he was another one of those that took a break as many did.

And right after that…

[THIS RIFT HAS BEEN COMPLETED BY REDACTED]

This giant red text appeared above the portal to the dungeon, taking everyone aback as they hadn't expected it.

"WHAT?"

"SO SOON, BUT I DIDN'T EVEN ENTER?"

Panic spread through the crowd, and after a few seconds…

~BOOM~

Five beams of lights appeared at the entrance area, it was the Golden Dragons military group.

"Is there some kind of issue with the rift…?" their leader, Oliver, wondered, unable to understand how could it be completed so fast.

They had expected at least three days, giving the time for all the students to gain experience and sort out the ones unfit to fight the enemies.

Yuli, a white-haired girl beside him, analyzed the portal for a bit, using some sort of skill to check out whatever was happening, "No… the boss has truly been defeated by someone…"

"Ohoh~" Oliver chuckled, we have a high potential individual/team in our hands, don't we, "Welp, the rules are the rules, order everyone to be back here in less than 30 minutes."

It had only been half a day since the start of the 'Class Showcase', and yet it had already ended.

"It is unfortunate," Alex, a magus with a blue staff in his hands, sighed, "We'll find some way to make the students gain more experience, probably just by allowing them to go back inside the rift, but for now we need everyone to leave for a check-up…"

'…' Meanwhile, Stark stopped in the distance beside some other classifiers who hadn't even gone inside, no one would ever suspect that he was the one who did it, except if Lana spilled the beans, and even if she did, he honestly had no issues showing his powers.

Some of the Golden Dragons went inside to relay the message about the immediate call back of everyone inside.

All of them had also received the message of defeat of the boss, and it was an understatement to say that they were shocked.

And after thirty minutes… all of those still alive after the few hours inside the rift had already gone out, some annoyed they weren't able to keep going, others relieved as the world inside was terrifying.

Those that didn't come out had either been killed by monsters, an unfortunate end, but proof that they weren't fit for this life, while the remainder had been cursed by the black sun, forcing them to transform into these… beasts.

The Golden Dragons after making sure everything was set used a [Voice Enhance] spell to make sure everyone heard them.

"The busses that will bring you back to Fellarburg will be coming in less than an hour, until then we will be holding an inspection on everyone!"

Dozens of men in black suit were postponed all around the perimeter of the dungeon, and most people hadn't even noticed their presences until they were actually pointed at by Oliver.

"Please do not do anything reckless, these men are trained to be violent in case of any sign of resistance."

Their suits were shining, proof that they were actually enhanced to increase their defense, and the atmosphere around them made it obvious they would be at least level 50 or above.

'All that for low-levels students…?' Stark thought, and his mind immediately went to the scenario of them forcibly taking items from people.

Luckily enough, he had [Spatial Inventory], meaning no one beside him could ever find these items as long as he didn't take them out.

As a giant queue was beginning to form around all the different 'inspectors', Stark like many who were uncertain just stood in the middle of ruins, waiting for time to pass.

And suddenly… after ten minutes of that.

"YOU!" Stark heard a voice from behind, and when he turned to look, he saw an angry Daniel running toward him alongside his goons, "I FOUND YOU!"

'Does this guy want to get beat up again…?'With determination in his eyes, Stark braced himself for the confrontation with Daniel and his minions.

Hearing Daniel's shout, most people in the crowd began looking at him, and even those from afar tried hard to see what the commotion was about.

"I didn't find you in the dungeon, and it was because you didn't even enter it, you fucking pussy," he laughed, his steel sword in hand.

In response, Stark just stared at him, confused.

"Uh… okay."

"You got lucky the first time we fought, but this time… it's over, i'm really gonna kill you!" his sword began glowing with a silver aura.

"Holy shit, what's happening?" someone spoke.

"Are they fighting?" another replied.

Even the Golden Dragons watched from afar.

"Should we stop them," Alex wondered, he frankly enjoyed this type of drama, but not among young folks that weren't even adults yet.

"No," Oliver smiled, a bright aura shining in his eyes, "I think we should let them do whatever they want, if someone dies, then it means they weren't fit to be a classifier."

Back to Stark, he just stood there, a neutral expression on his face, looking down.

To most people, it just meant that he knew he was cornered with no way out, and that he was just begging for mercy.

But no, it was the complete opposite: he was stopping himself from laughing.

After a few seconds, the black-haired boy looked up, a wide grin on his face, "So let me guess, you wanna fight again?"

His confidence was enough to even make Daniel uncomfortable, a drop of sweat pouring from his forehead.

"Yes asshole, i'm going to kill you-" the tanned boy doubled down though, ready to slash Stark with his sword.

"Domination!" Stark didn't waste time and activated his main skill, aura enveloping his hands and feet.

He was ready to avoid Daniel's attack and absolutely decimate him in front of everyone.