Secret Society: Raising Calamity Class Disciples-Chapter 56 Splatter

The terrified Walpurgis member did not dare linger any longer. He used his Aeromancy to lift his comrade, who was still rolling on the floor in agony, and ran away.

Just as they left the hall, Xavier landed on the mosaic marbled floor which reflected the light of the moon. The masked Eulene followed.

"You never fail to surprise me," she said.

"Likewise." 𝑓𝑟eℯ𝒘𝗲𝑏n𝑜𝚟𝙚𝒍.𝒄o𝐦

"So, the Electal Lord was unintentionally the one behind everything?" Eulene asked. She knew that sus looking man was up to no good.

"Maybe." Xavier shrugged. The red smile on his black mask gradually dimmed down and soon- disappeared. [Or maybe not] he transmitted.

Eulene understood why he sent a transmission. This was the reason they wore masks and changed their auras. The culprit was watching and hearing their every move. [What do you mean?] she asked.

He continued. [There are many probable scenarios. What if Joseph Hearts wanted to steal the cursed artefact from the Aramon Museum and victimise children there, and the Electal Lords actions changed his target location to Derbury? Or what if his target location was Derbury from the beginning and the Electal Lord's actions only made his job easier? Or what if the Electal Lord's actions were a genius ploy by the genius psychiatrist himself? Who knows?]

Eulene internally nodded. That psychiatrist was a criminal genius. He kidnapped, tested and killed more numerous children over a period of 5 years and nobody caught a thing. If it was not for Xavier and her, the felony would have continued for who knows how long.

"Now what do we do?" Eulene scanned the entire hall. There were dozens of exquisite paintings and sculptures, along with showcased art tools. Other than that, everything seemed normal. Wasn't this hall supposed to be a venue for a test?

"Mhmm…" Xavier began to ponder. An incomplete yellow circle appeared on his black mask and began to rotate at a constant speed. After a couple of second, the yellow incomplete circle slithered to the lower part of the mask and formed a bright red smile. "Haven't you watched enough?" freℯ𝓌e𝚋𝐧𝘰vℯl.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Blades of wind manifested beside him and shot towards one of the paintings. The painting looked old. It was that of a dark creature with the body of a man and the head of a ram slaughtering people with its spiked mace.

The creature suddenly turned towards Xavier. Its red eyes glinted. It jumped out of the picture and landed on the marbled floor, dodging the wind blades. The entire hall shook from the impact of the landing. The creature was above 10 feet tall- even taller than Fred the Giant. And its muscular arms were as wide as average males.

The mace was humongous. It was a pole arm with a sphere as big as a boulder on one end. It was protruding tens of spikes- covered with dried blood.

It let out a thunderous roar, spraying out saliva, and smashed the mace to the ground- shaking the hall yet again.

Eulene looked at the part of the floor where the mace hit. Xavier was right. The objects in this place were indestructible.

She turned back to the menacing looking creature. The twisted horns on its head only added to its terrifying look. It had its bloodshot eyes fixed on her.

But Eulene was not fazed. If anything, she was excited. Her hands were itching to hit something after that cock-block of a fight, and the show that bastard just pulled off. This time, he was not giving up such a juicy target.

She took a martial stance, anchoring her feet to the ground and positioning her hands before her. A sword would make the fight too easy.

The spectating Xavier backed away. The trick he just pulled off further depleted his mental energy. He began to replenish his energy as he watched the show.

The creature took two slow steps and charged forward, accelerating with overwhelming momentum. Every one of its steps shook the hall.

Eulene took that as a challenge and charged against the beast. Though she lacked the mass, she made up with speed.

The beast raised its mace high in the air to smack it down on Eulene, but it was too slow. Eulene closed the distance and punched it in the guts.

The creature's stomach caved in before it flew off to the painting it escaped from. It smashed against the wall. It let out a pained roar and tried to stand up. But it lost balance and fell down to the ground. The mace was off its hands—on the ground.

Eulene picked the heavy mace up with one hand and inspected it. "What a brute weapon…" she turned to the collapsed creature. "Have you ever thought how would it feel like to be smashed with this?"

Xavier, who was enjoying the show, coughed- grabbing Eulene's attention.

"It was born 13 seconds ago. It's still too young to ponder about philosophy."

"Shut up!" Eulene turned back to the beast and used her free hand to hold the mace. She twisted her hands around the pole, tightening the grip.

The ram headed creature was struck with horror. It wanted to escape, but alas, it was too late.

Eulene inclined to the side and twisted her whole body, swinging the long mace all the way around her in a diagonal angle. The wooden pole of the heavy mace curved, adding even more potential energy to the already momentous weapon.

And soon, it hit the creature on the head. The two twisted horns shattered upon impact. The mace continued with its charge as it struck the ram's head. The two eyes popped out as the mace pushed the skull into the humongous body.

Nothing could stop the mace's momentum. The huge spiky ball invaded into the creature's torso- its spikes tearing the body apart.

Eulene went through the full motion- causing the mace to impact onto the ground- shaking the whole hall again.

The creature's body was divided into three- two 'intact' parts, and the bloody mesh on the ground that once held those two portions together.

Eulene also discovered a crack on the ground. Looks like the Curse's authority had limits, she thought.

She dropped the mace onto the ground.

"How was the appetiser?" Xavier asked.

Tens of wind blades formed around him and shot towards different directions- each targeting a painting or sculpture.

The red smile on Xavier's mask widened.

"It's time for the main dish."