Chapter 5: Spirit

"Demonic Armored Ogre is a pretty strong monster, I'm afraid Mr. Tyrone might not be able to handle it, what do you think, Stroph?" When Charles heard about the monster, he immediately expressed his fears.

"Mr. Tyrone is quite strong, though he is a fighter of the second rank, but he is still a little short of the third rank, I think he must cope with the monster of the third rank" Stroph said after a short silence.

"I`d like to watch this fight, I hope to emphasize something useful for myself." After these words, Charles was silent and said nothing more, quietly waiting for the battle.

<Hm, I got quite a good number of points and coins. Bookmark, what can spend them on?>

[You need to get the 3rd level, after that you can spend points and coins]

<That feeling when a whole new world will open up in front of me on the 3rd rank, this waiting is killing> Stroph took a deep breath.

About two minutes later, loud steps were heard from the gate, the hall even began to shake a little, all the students immediately realized that the Demonic Armored Ogre was being led.

After a couple of seconds, the eastern gate opened and the body of the monster appeared at once. It was huge about 16 feet (5 m) high, almost black leather with a slight shade of purple and many hard plates protecting almost the whole body. The Ogre`s body was wrapped in chains, he had a huge collar and large handcuffs were on his legs and arms. With only one his presence, he made many students tremble with fear, Purple Ghouls compared to him were just harmless insects.

"Okay, start taking off his chains." After these words, Tyrone came to the stand with a weapon and took an average length of a rectangular blade, about 3 feet long.

"He specializes in speed, his blade is quite short," Charles said confirming his guess.

Roaaaaaaar!

When more than half of the chains were removed, the Demonic Armored Ogre roared in fury, and the remaining chains began to fail and gradually collapsed.

Hearing his scream the faces of many students turned pale, and their eyes were filled with fear, they had never seen anything like this.

When there were only a few chains left and the Ogre was nearly to be free in a couple of seconds, Tyrone simply stood up before him waiting for his opponent to be ready.

"Mr. Tyrone, kill him until he can't move."

"Mr. Tyrone, hurry up!"

"Mr...."

When they saw it, some of the students immediately screamed asking to kill the monster as soon as possible. But Tyrone didn't seem to hear them, he was waiting with a calm expression on his face for the last chains to be broken.

Crunch Crunch Crunch

With a loud crackle, the last chains were blown to pieces. At the same moment, a terrifying aura began to emanate from the Demonic Armored Ogre, the students could not even say a word, the pressure was incredible.

The fact is that the chains not only limited the movement of monsters, but also blocked most of their forces, so before the destruction of all chains, the aura didn`t begin to flow out of the Ogre`s body.

After a moment, the Demonic Armored Ogre attacked Tyrone, swinging his right hand at him. His blow was crushing and fast, but Tyrone managed to react, he jumped up and a moment later at the place where he stood there were a great number of cracks. They spread over a third of the hall. Being in the air after the jump, Tyrone raised his blade with two hands and forcefully lowered it on the Ogre's arm.

But all he could achieve was a couple of sparks from the collision with Ogre's hard plates. The Demonic Armored Ogre was known for his power, but his defense was on a very different level. Everything but the eyes and mouth, was protected by the plates.

"He failed to get through his tight armor, the school weapons are too weak," Charles said, looking closely at their battle.

<How Charles likes talking to himself> Stroph also watched the battle, but not as closely as his friend.

Roaaaaar!

Seeing that he didn`t get his attack, Ogre roared in fury. Tyrone's attack didn`t interest him at all.

Their fight continued and everything was repeated in one scenario, Ogre missed, destroyed part of the floor, Tyrone ducked and tried to cause some damage to Ogre, but his attacks didn`t interfere with the monster, everything was in vain.

After a couple of minutes, one could see that Tyrone started getting tired, but the Demonic Armored Ogre still had a lot of strength. The students gradually began to worry whether Mr. Tyrone would lose, because if he did, they would all be killed.

But after another devastating strike of Ogre, Tyrone immediately ducked and headed for the monster's body. It seemed that, as in all previous times, he would not achieve anything, the armor was strong, and Ogre did not allow him to his weaknesses. But the next moment, everyone saw how Tyrone's blade penetrated into the flesh of the monster, and a pale white glow was visible around his blade.

"I understood that this test is not only for us, but also for Mr. Tyrone, that's why he didn't use his weapon, but the weak and cheap school weapon. Apparently, today he will become a fighter of the third rank, he has already mastered the Spirit!" said Charles clearly and quickly with wide open eyes, he finally understood why the Phantom Association sent Tyron here and prepared the monsters, it's all about his promotion!

Absolutely all fighters who want to advance to the 3rd rank, had to master the Spirit.

Spirit is a unique ability inherent to the fighters and phantoms. With the help of the Spirit it was possible to strengthen your body or weapons in your hands. The Spirit of Tyrone was pale white, the weakest, but it was the threshold to become a fighter of the third rank. The Spirit took a lot of power and energy, but its destructive power was incredible. Thanks to it, the thick and strong plates of the Demonic Ogre were easily pierced. It can be said that when Tyrone began to use the Spirit, the monster didn`t have any chance.

After a couple of minutes, Ogre was whole wounded, constantly bleeding, and a lot of plates were cut, and soon he will die, all he could do now was to protect his eyes and head and try to kill Tyrone.

"This is the end, Mr. Tyrone, kill him!"

"Mr. Tyrone, he is almost dead, a little more!"

When they saw that the monster is almost dead, the students immediately cheered up and started screaming Tyron to kill Ogre as soon as possible.

The monsters were incredibly hardy, and they had a lot more vitality than humans. It may seem that Ogre was dying because of his numerous wounds, but Tyron knew that if he was reckless, the monster would grab him and just crush him with his powerful hands. So despite the screams of his students, he carefully continued hurting Ogre and waited until he could not even keep his hands to his head.

But after a couple of strokes, the Demonic Armored Ogre attacked not Tyrone, but the remaining Purple Ghouls. Even though there were only 46 pupils, the violet ghouls were brought much more. The remaining ones were going to be used as additional material for training after the test. But Ogre decided to attack them before his death, no one understood what was going on.

The pupils were stunned by such atrocity, before their eyes Ogre began to devour the Purple Ghouls. They began to scatter and many of them headed in the direction of the students, that`s why, the collars around their necks immediately squeezed and absolutely all the monsters fell to the ground with their heads flying away. On the one hand, it saved the pupils, but on the other hand, the Demonic Armored Group didn`t have to run after them. He continued to stop and tear the Purple Ghouls apart with his mouth.

"Mr. Tyrone, please, squeeze the collar on the Demonic Armored Ogre"

"Mr. Tyrone, please, hurry up, or he will eat all the Purple Ghouls" shouted Mr. Hardy, he clearly understood where this situation could lead to and asked Mr. Tyrone to deal with the monster as a matter of urgency.

But it seemed that Tyrone didn`t hear him, he had to kill the monster himself to get promoted, he could not miss this chance, he almost killed him, there was very little left!

"Charles, do you think Mr. Tyrone will kill him soon? I want to go home...> Stroph asked slowly and quietly.

"I think so, it was quite unexpected that Ogre began to devour the ghouls, but it will not affect the result" Charles answered calmly.

"I hope you're right."

Demonic Armored Ogre began to gradually heal. Absorbing the flesh and blood of the Purple Ghouls, he began to restore his vitality.

The intellect of monsters was quite low, so only when he was on the verge of death, he decided to devour other monsters.

Tyrone began to worry, the wounds healed before his eyes, and the plates joined together. He decided to kill him right now, otherwise he would have to squeeze his collar and he wouldn't get promoted, he couldn't allow it.

He attacked Ogre, who at that moment was busy devouring the Purple Ghouls, and completely forgot about protecting his head and eyes.

Tyrone was very fast, and his blade was right in front of Ogre's eye. But suddenly, the Demonic Armored Ogre raised his hand protecting himself from the blade, and the next moment he grabbed Tyrone with his other hand. A moment later Tyrone was eaten by the Armored Demonic Ogre.

"AAAAAAAAA!"

The screams of the pupils were instantly heard, and Mr. Hardy's face was incredibly pale, he knew what would happen next, his feet were shaking with fear. The collar could not be squeezed, the remote control was trivially eaten together with Tyrone.

The pupils began to scatter in all directions, trying to get out as soon as possible.

"Stroph, we must run, none of us can do anything to him, we must run!" Seeing this scene, Charles immediately screamed, he was stunned by what had happened.

At that very moment, when Stroph was going to answer to him, a notice came up.

[There are two quests to choose from: 1. Kill an angry Demonic Armored Ogre, the reward is 500 harm points, 1500 history coins and ??? 2. Escape from the Demonic Armored Ogre, reward - 50 points of benefit and 150 history coins]

<Hmm? Quests? Secret?> Stroph was very surprised when he saw these notifications.