Chapter 76 - But Nothing Of That Sort Happened

Sir Jean hung up the phone and forwarded the order to Howk, "Either kill or arrest do whatever you want, kiddo."

Howk understood what to do and disconnected the communication from his side. Meanwhile, on the arena, Sam was screeching like a beast on the verge of its death. His ear-splitting screech was giving everyone a cold sweat. That screech didn't contain any trace of humanity, not anymore.

A yellow light flickered on Howk's eye, and he was about to attack again on Sam but got stopped by something that piqued his and Sir Jean's interest. Even Aryan too observed the changes but didn't dare to say anything about that.

Chakra energy throughout the arena was getting concentrated behind Sam's back, in an egg's shape. Not only Sir jean and Howk, but it also piqued all the spectators' interest present there. Disregarding the fact that Howk was standing before him and could attack him any time, he crawled up to the egg-like thingy and went inside it,

Everyone present was surprised by the event happening before their eyes. 'An egg made only of pure chakra and Sam went inside it why?!!' was the question in everyone's mind.

Sir Jean stood up again and made a call but this time not to Howk nor Anisa but a call to the management and technical team. After discussing something over the conference, he ordered, "So, it's decided then, connect me to the broadcast unit."

"On it, boss" came a sound from the other side, and after some time came the same sound again, informing that he connected to the broadcast unit then.

Sir Jean put down his headphones and put on a small speaker around his neck.

While everyone's attention was set on Sam and his chakra egg, a sound came from the broadcast speakers, "Ah, Hello Hello, Jean here. Am I audible?"

Hearing to the voice of Sir Jean again, thousands of girls shouted in corrosion, "Yes, Brothaaaaaar, you are audible."

"Noice," complimented Sir Jean and made his announcement. "As you all know and have see the unexpected turn of events of the in this match, I am declaring this match an invalid one, and from now on whatever will happen it will come under IGSHF operation department."

'Fck, there goes my fame and money,' cursed Howk in his mind. He was planning to use this chance to win the tournament and get fame and money, but everything went to waste when Sir Jean declared that it's not an official match, not anymore.

While he was busy cursing in his mind, a sound came from somewhere.

*Crick...*

Howk came out of his contemplation and stared towards the chakra egg before him. It was showing some movements and was about to break. He maintained some distance from it and waited for the creature inside to come out.

*Crick….Crack…..*

All the noise and cheering of the people stopped; everyone's attention was drawn towards the egg. From Sir Jean to Aryan to Yoshino to all the spectators watching live and through broadcast, units were curious to watch the creature inside. None of them had fear in their eyes. Instead, the fire of extreme curiosity was burning in their eyes.

*Crick….Crack….Crackkkk...crck…crkkk….BOOM*

Came an explosive sound with a lot of smoke. Without any further delay like a traditional side character who gets attacked in smoke, Howk threw his discs to clear up the smoke throughout the arena.

Sir Jean, too ordered the management team to start the ultra ventilators and pump out the smoke from the arena. Just within a fraction of minute, all the smoke in the arena got cleared. And the scene was clearly visible to all.

What stood before them was a bull with feathers on its back, a black bull with sharp horns as big as an average human leg and black feathers, wide enough to sweep away half of the sectators sitting before him.

He took a look around his surroundings and then to his rear, after staring here and there for a moment, his sight fall on the tiny looking human standing in front of him.

[He opened his mouth and roared 'Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh.'

His roar was ferocious enough that even Aryan and Yoshino sitting at a distance from the arena got goosebumps. And the spectator watching from near... No need to mention that they were getting cold sweat from that one roar, of that beast standing before them in the arena.] Is something that I wanted to narrate, but nothing of that sort happened.

That demonic cow opened his mouth and mooed *Mooooooooo…..moooooo....*

Howk "....."

Sir Jean "....."

Aryan "..."

All the spectators "....."

Yoshino "..."

Aryan' Fck you seven, you made thr first antagonist of my novel a mascot character.'

Hearing the *muuuu muuuuu muuuuu* sound echoing throughout the arena, Sir Jean was getting a liver pain. The instant that cow mooed for the second time, he shouted in the broadcast unit asking Rank 8, code-named The Spinner, to finish off that cow before him, he would kick their ashes.

Even before Sir Jean's order, Howk's hands were already getting an itch, an itch to spin his discs and prepare some A-class demonic beef, and even before the itch, he had been getting an urge to butcher that cow.

He was already in a bad mood that his rank got revealed, and he could no longer take part in the competition, but even with that, he contained himself and didn't make a scene out of it.

He was contained with the opportunity to let loose after a long time and fight with that ferocious beast, but when that ferocious demonic beast made that *Moooooo….moooo…..* sound, his resistance wire broke, and he lost it.

The demonic cow was opening his mouth to say something when Howk rushed towards him *boooom* punched on his cow face.

Aryan "...."

Yoshino "...."

Sir Jean "...."

"He has lost it," said Aryan.

"Yes, lost it," added Yoshino.

"Completely lost it," rectified Sir Jean.

The beast was sent flying near the border and crashed with the arena walls. He was in a complete daze, expression of confusion was visible on his face. Everything around him was getting blurry, the vision, the sound, the taste... all of his five senses were shutting down.

[He was on the verge of losing his consciousness when a sound came from somewhere "O' the sixty-first demon of Solomon's book. O' the chosen one by Zagan, I command thou, open your eyes and pulverize the enemy before you."

Hearing the command of the voice, energy started welling up from his body, all his senses were coming back. His physical strength that had eloped with someone else returned to him with extreme loyalty. He stood up with some effort and looked towards Howk with bloodshot eyes. Only one thing was echoing in his mind.

*Kill, kill and kill*

Kill everyone who comes on the way, pulverize everyone, destroy everything, return everything to nothingness and show them despair was the thought in his mind. He concentrated his Yami Qi on his sharp horns and plunged towards Howk] Is something I wanted to narrate [>.<]

But then again, nothing of that sort happened, and I can't lie about such things....

What happened, in reality, was something out of everyone's expectations. It's true that his senses were shutting down and the part about him hearing a sound was too was true, but the content was slightly different.

"Abe oi, lose cow, you fckin son of bit**, horny bastard, show some guts and fight with me. You can't get knocked out, not that easily, please…..get up already," pleaded Howk.

Spectators nearby "....."

Aryan "....."

Yoshino "..."

"The hell is that fella doing?!!" asked Aryan with a confused expression on his face.

"Ahhhh….. Ahhahahahahahah ahahahahaahha ahahahahahah" laughed Sir Jean, his laughter was getting out of control and showing no sign of stopping any time soon.

"Uncle J, tell us what's happening there. Am I the only one hearing things or he is really pleading him to get up??"

"Ahahahaha, no, no, you are hearing right, he is really pleading him to stand up and fight again. That kid is a battle maniac, he will do anything to everything to fight with a strong opponent, and this here is just pleading."

"I see, then what about that abe oi, he said in the beginning?"

"Oh that, it's his native language from an eastern country."

"I see, then what does that mean?" asked Aryan.

"It doesn't mean anything. Literally, it's an expression that his country natives make when they get annoyed. Like we say, You bastard, they tell the same something like this Abe oi bastard…..."

"Oh, I see," told Aryan and looked again towards the arena. Howk was busy pleading to the demonic beast to get up and fight while others were busy making funny confused expressions on their faces.

Instead of getting a murderous vibe from the fight, he was getting a funny feeling from it.

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