Amon, The Legendary Overlord

301  Chapter 301: Amon's Rise: The Secrets of the Special Class

Amon's ranking automatically updated, elevating him to position 101 and replacing Felipe Nunes in the university's classification.

Felipe Nunes, in turn, was being treated by Neves, the renowned chief doctor of the institution. He would survive his injuries, but indications were that he would take a considerable time to fully recover. A month might not be enough.

With eyes shining in admiration, Barbara was the first to approach Amon. She wrapped him in a warm and affectionate hug, showing her fondness.

Almost simultaneously, Maisa and Julia joined the scene, embracing Amon with the same fervor, undeterred by Barbara's already prominent presence.

With genuine brightness in her eyes, Julia praised, "Amon, your victory was majestic!" Her happiness for him was evident.

Meanwhile, Maisa, radiating joy, exclaimed, "What a performance, Amon, what a performance! You are amazing!"

Ariel, who arrived shortly after the others, was equally ecstatic. With a broad smile, she commented, "Amon, you made my heart race! It was simply spectacular!"

Mabel, displaying a more reserved demeanor but with evident sincerity in her voice, added, "Congratulations, Amon. You truly deserve all of this."

"Thank you all," said Amon, smiling in gratitude.

Old Hazael intervened, "Excuse me for interrupting this moment, but Amon needs to accompany me now. Later, you'll have time to talk."

Understanding the situation, Amon released himself from the warm embrace of his girlfriends.

Barbara and the twins displayed reluctant expressions, showing a genuine desire to stay a bit longer with Amon.

Perhaps, deep down in their hearts, there was some resistance to the idea of Amon moving to the special class. It was an ambivalent feeling, for while they were proud of his rise, acknowledging his talent and effort, they also felt the impending distance.

Mabel, on the other hand, seemed lost in her thoughts. Her relationship with Amon was still in its early stages, and perhaps her concern was with the young girls of the special class, known not only for their genius but also for their stunning beauty.

It was known that those who pursued the path of genetic evolution, over time, displayed notable physical changes. The difference in appearance between Barbara and the others before joining the university was evident. Genetic enhancements tend to accentuate an individual's most beautiful features, elevating them to a higher aesthetic level.

Naturally, there's another crucial factor: being young and reaching such a high genetic level, the girls of the special class notably distinguish themselves from other university students.

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Mabel didn't see them as inferior in beauty, but she had to acknowledge that she had noticed some standouts, such as: Isolde, hailed as the Ice Goddess, Lysandra, revered as the Goddess of Water and Light, and Nyxara, known as the Goddess of Darkness.

All of them exhibited extraordinary beauty, with an aura so magnetic that even the most intimidating, Nyxara, attracted glances and evoked a desire to approach.

However, they were all also extremely powerful, ranked in the Star Rank, clearly standing out from the rest.

Mabel chose not to voice her concerns after learning of Amon's promotion to the special class. However, it seemed that the other young women already had an inkling, just by observing their expressions.

Ariel, in particular, tried to maintain her composure, but the effort was visible, evidenced by the firm clench of her hands.

A sentiment seemed to unify them all: 'I need to become stronger!'

Perhaps this event ignited in each of them the flame of desire to evolve even further.

In this regard, Ariel appeared to be wrapped in confusion, anxiety, and fear. However, at the same time, she seemed to conceal intense emotions she hesitated to reveal, as if she held within her a secret as powerful as Pandora's box.

"Come, Amon." Old Hazael led him.

From that moment on, no one dared to challenge Amon for a spot in the special class.

Many prayed for Felipe, who not only lost the duel but also all the wealth he had been accumulating for his future rise to the Star Rank.

After all, reaching the Star Rank had a high cost.

In a way, he allowed Amon to save time in collecting CPs.

'Maybe my rise is closer than I thought.' Amon reflected as he followed Old Hazael.

Leaving the stadium where all the students were gathered, they headed towards the tubular elevator. Once inside, Old Hazael presented Amon with a specific combination.

"With this combination, you'll directly access the special class. Remember this..." Old Hazael paused and continued, "But, in reality, it doesn't matter, as you'll be given a key that inputs the sequence automatically when approached." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Understood." Amon replied with a nod.

"There are 99 students in the special class; with you, it will be 100," clarified Old Hazael. "Currently, the least skilled among them is ranked in the Star Rank, having reached that level recently. The most skilled is in the High-Level Star Rank, on the verge of reaching the Overlord Rank."

"Impressive," Amon commented on the latter information.

At one point, they entered a corridor that seemed hidden from others' eyes, leading them underground.

"Indeed, they are the pride of our university," said Old Hazael with a smile. "And now, you too are a reason for our pride. Indeed, you achieved something no one else did: reaching the Grandmaster Rank at 18, being so close to the Star Rank. Therefore, be alert, as some might feel envy or resentment."

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"Indeed, they are the pride of our university," said Old Hazael with a smile. "And now, you too are a reason for our pride. Indeed, you achieved something no one else did: reaching the Grandmaster Rank at 18, being so close to the Star Rank. Therefore, be alert, as some might feel envy or resentment."

"It doesn't affect me," replied Amon, and then added, "But I'll be vigilant."

"Hahaha, that's the spirit!" Old Hazael exclaimed, laughing.

Confidence was essential, and on that, Old Hazael agreed. However, it was also vital to remain vigilant; prudence is always a virtue.

"Speaking of which, there's something... or rather, someone in the special class that might surprise you," said Old Hazael, hinting at a mysterious tone.

Amon observed him closely, catching the nuances in Old Hazael's speech and tone. He tried to deduce whom the elder was referring to, considering he wasn't aware of any exceptional prodigy...

"Professor Flavia?" Amon inquired.

"How did you come to that conclusion?" Old Hazael appeared genuinely impressed.

"She's young, extremely talented, and one of the brightest minds I know. Moreover, she's the only person that comes to my mind who could be a revelation to me in the special class," Amon explained.

"Ah, it seems I revealed too much..." lamented Old Hazael, but soon let out a laugh typical of someone his age. "Anyway, Amon, pretend to be surprised when you meet her. After all, if you're already in the know, wouldn't it lose its charm?"

"I see no problem," replied Amon. He was skilled at hiding his emotions; for him, it was simple.

"That's the way to do it, my student!" Old Hazael gave Amon a light pat on the back, reaching him as best he could.

Suddenly, the cabin stopped, and the elevator doors slid open, revealing what lay beyond.

Although they were underground, the environment that unfolded before them was breathtaking, resembling a sunny day under a blue sky.

"Are you impressed?" asked Old Hazael. "This is the refuge of our prodigies. We've heavily invested here, even creating an artificial moon and sun. We have students dedicated to genetic engineering and many other fields that bring monumental contributions to the university..."

As Old Hazael spoke, Amon couldn't take his eyes off the spectacle around him.

The space was a true oasis of innovation. Glass and metal buildings shimmered under the artificial sun's light, reflecting golden and silver hues. Gravity-defying hanging gardens showcased exotic plants that glowed in neon colors. Landing strips for aerial vehicles floated above, while drones buzzed around, delivering packages and messages.

Crystal-clear water fountains sprouted from elegant sculptures, and interactive holograms provided information and entertainment. Amidst all this, people moved gracefully, wearing sophisticated outfits that adapted and changed color according to the environment. It was a scene of stunning beauty and sophistication, a testament to the pinnacle of human progress.

"These are the special class students," commented Old Hazael, noticing Amon's interest. "Most of the time, you have freedom for your activities, as there aren't many mandatory classes. Although it's called a special class, it's more like a vast complex with various buildings, to which only students of this class have access."

"Vice-Director Hazael," greeted a girl approaching, her voice laden with elegance and distance. "Good morning."

Amon turned his attention to her. She was a stunning figure, with beauty that went beyond the ordinary. Her pearlescent skin shimmered under the light, and her deep blue eyes evoked the sea on a clear day, with golden sparks that emerged when she showed authority. Her almost ethereal blonde hair fell in waves, reminiscent of sun rays reflected on water. She had an imposing presence, reinforced by her confident posture. She wore fabrics that changed color with the light, alternating between blue and gold.

"Oh, dear Lysandra, good morning," said Old Hazael, returning the greeting with an affectionate smile.

"May I have a moment with you?" She cast a quick glance in Amon's direction. "Are you busy now? It can be later."

"This is Amon Tang, the new member of the special class," introduced Old Hazael, formulating a plan. "Amon, this is Lysandra, a more experienced and powerful student. Be courteous to her."

"Hello," greeted Amon.

"Mm," she replied, briefly and somewhat indifferently.

"What do you wish?" asked Old Hazael. "If it's something brief, I can assist you now. But, in return, I'd like you to show the facilities to student Amon. What do you say?" He gave her a wink.

Lysandra let out a resigned sigh but agreed: "Alright, we have a deal."

'You owe thanks, young boy,' thought Old Hazael, with a wise smile on his face.

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