Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

Chapter 283 Back Off

A few furrowed their brows, tightening the grip on their blades. Most stayed where they were, but a couple of students backed off immediately, not seeing the point in this.

The more angry ones eyed the leaf boy down. He was standing in front of the corpse, which looked ripe for the taking.

"Every other corpse has been looted. Who knows how many creatures there will be. I need this," a kid said in a stern tone.

"There was an agreemen--" Lyrian tried to say, but was abruptly cut off.

"Screw your damn agreement! I want Riftstones, damn it! Look at you, you wear leaves on your body for fuck's sake, why do you care about money?"

Lyrian clenched his jaw on hearing this. He stared at every single one of them under his hood.

His head eventually met Jiller, who stood amongst the fray. After shrugging, the boy said, "Sorry... we gotta split this. I can't let you have it all. You got all the stuff from that big axe lizardman as well."

Everyone nodded, realizing that the leaf boy already got a fair share of the valuables with the brutish lizardman from before.

Their confidence grew even more. Still, they were wary, since they had just seen what the leaf boy was capable of.

Not only here, but also when fighting the larger saurian a few moments ago.

A few brazen kids in the front moved forward slightly. Finally, one took a step forward, and everyone followed suit.

At that very moment, a burst of dangerous killing aura assaulted them, almost thickening the atmosphere around them.

They felt as though they were being stared down by some unique, monstrous beast of some sort. In only a few seconds, half of the students backed off, some stumbling onto their bums as they walked backward.

Those at the front had also lost most of their courage, as they winced with slightly horrified faces.

This almost demonic energy surging from the hooded figure in the darkness ahead of them made them go slightly limp.

Frozen in fear, they were mentally defeated. A few kids, however, withheld their ground.

"Tricks... you might try to put me under them." One said, struggling to talk, "But it won't work in the end!" He began running at Lyrian.

The others stayed back. They weren't going to follow their leader's steps anymore.

Now, it was a battle to fend for themselves. They were going to see how one fared against him, and then decide whether to fight him themselves or not.

Lyrian dashed forward as well, not letting up. In an instant, he appeared in front of the boy and held him up in the air by the neck.

After choking him for a few seconds, he dashed him to the side as if he were a pebble.

The boy thudded against the ground and rolled for a few seconds before stopping 20 feet away. Seeing this, the others finally backed up.

"Fine... we give up." One said, turning around.

The others didn't hesitate to do the same. Jiller also turned around, feeling humiliated and embarrassed.

Lyrian carved his rightfully earned materials out of the lizardman's head, leaving the rest to decay away.

"Hey... what the heck is that!?" A boy shouted from afar. It seemed he was one of the first ones to leave the group that attempted to gang up against Lyrian.

Instead, he was about 100 feet away in the cavern room, where he pointed to something. A few others rushed to him, curious to see what he was surprised at.

It was pretty dark, so only after jogging about 50 feet did they see the two large, torso-sized duffle bags sitting on the side of the wall.

The entire group joined as they neared the bags. Lyrian also took a glance at them and saw a sign poking out of each of them.

The bags seemed to be filled with sand, and the signs showed the faces of two students with X's placed over their eyes.

"Those are..." The blue-robed kid stated, coming to a realization, "The kids who failed."

Another student was slightly taken aback on hearing this. This student was Jiller. "What!? From last year?" He retorted in surprise.

The blue-robed kid didn't hesitate to correct him, "No. They are the fools that ran into the dungeon without any care in the world."

Jiller put his hands on his hips and tilted his head to the side in confusion, as everyone stared at him.

"Hmm... that doesn't really look like them though. Are their bodies perhaps inside?"

"No, you buffoon! Of course, the teachers wouldn't allow something like that to happen! I'm sure they came close enough to dying, so the teachers were forced to remove them and put these bags in their place to mark their death."

"Ah..." Jiller began to nod, caressing his chin.

At this moment, Lyrian walked away from the group, examining the cavern room. It was definitely large... but this was not where everything ended, right?

As he looked around, he suddenly noticed two large metal gates in the far corner of the domain. He then looked back at the group to see if they were done speaking yet.

'Those were the dungeon entrance gates for sure...' He mused, waiting for the group.

"Hey... speaking of dungeon, when are we going to enter one?" The short-haired kid from before who fought the swordsman saurian inquired, stepping forward.

"So far, we've only seen a long stretch of cavernous area. I want to actually explore a dungeon for the first time."

"The dungeon huh? I wonder if there even is a dungeon. I feel like that would be too dangerous. I mean... hell! Look at the fate of these two fools." Jiller chimed in, teasing the duffle bags.

"We aren't as foolish as those two. We got through these strong guards without much trouble at all. As long as we keep at this, we will blow through this place. Judging the strength of the guards, I would say that their strongest soldiers will rank about the same, so we should be able to deal with them."

The blue-robed kid was going to continue while everyone listened, but the leaf boy suddenly blurted out something that caught everyone's attention.

"Hey! I see something over here! They look like... gates."

Everyone turned their heads at once to look.