The announcement echoed through the Academy like thunder.“Drake Valen, Riva Tey, Syrian Kane — effective immediately, you are promoted to A-Class Warriors.”Students whispered. Some applauded. Others stared in disbelief.Not only had the trio survived the Obsidian Quarry, but their performance had shattered the academy’s expectations. The instructors noted their teamwork, elite beast kills, and, most notably, Drake’s solo kill of a planetary-level serpent.Even among the top 1000 students, they now stood at the very top.And with their promotion came another shocking revelation:Their new instructor was none other than Master Jordan — Supreme Planetary Warrior and Drake’s greatest enemy.---When Jordan stepped into the briefing hall, the temperature seemed to drop.His long silver cloak flowed behind him as he scanned the room — until his gaze landed on Drake.For a moment, nothing was said. But something in Jordan’s eyes changed.Not arrogance. Not dismissal.Caution.He sensed it

—In the Mixed World— A realm veiled in crimson skies and abyssal ground. Here, vampires ruled the dark castles, and demons roamed fiery plains. It was a world forged from chaos and blood — where only the strongest survived.In a towering fortress made of bone and obsidian, Slytro, a Vampire Lord of immense power, stood before a glowing orb that shimmered with images from Earth.Beside him, seated on a throne carved from the skulls of beasts, was Kly, a Demon Lord known for his cruelty and calculation.The orb showed only one image — Drake.“…It’s true,” Slytro said, voice calm but sharp. “The hybrid has awakened.”Kly’s golden eyes narrowed. “A vampire-demon hybrid… on Earth. That’s impossible. The King’s Knights were all exterminated during the Great Purge.”Slytro turned, fangs glinting. “Apparently, one survived.”“If the other lords find out…” Kly began.“They won’t,” Slytro interrupted coldly. “If they do, they’ll fight to control him. Or worse, protect him. That bloodline must

The crowd's cheers faded into murmurs as the arena cleared. Drake and Justin stood apart, each retreating to opposite corners, but their eyes never left one another.Back in the training hall, whispers spread quickly about the intensity of their clash — two unknowns who could rival seasoned masters.Drake’s mind raced. Who exactly is Justin? The vampire ghost-level sent by Slytro and Kly, hiding in plain sight, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.Sky’s voice echoed in his head, calm but urgent: "Stay alert. His patience is as deadly as his blade."Meanwhile, Justin wiped the faint trickle of blood from his lip, a cold smile curling on his lips. This hybrid is stronger than expected. But this game has just begun.As the tournament continued, both prepared silently for the battles ahead — knowing their inevitable rematch would decide more than just who was stronger.Drake spent the next few days training harder than ever. He focused on mastering his shadow steps and fire-qi fusi

The tension in the academy courtyard was suffocating. Justin’s words hung in the air like a dark cloud, leaving everyone uneasy. Drake’s mind raced, trying to piece together what “the final” meant and why Justin seemed so certain of his victory.Syrian and Riva flanked him, their faces showing both concern and determination. Kellan’s capture weighed heavily on them all. Despite the warning, Drake felt a fire ignite inside him — he wasn’t about to back down.Suddenly, an official from the council stepped forward, his voice booming, “The final is the ultimate test of strength and skill. Tomorrow, warriors from all ranks will gather to face each other in combat. The victor gains unprecedented power and respect.”Drake clenched his fists. This was his chance to prove himself — not just to Justin, but to the entire academy and beyond.That night, Drake, Syrian, and Riva trained harder than ever. Drake focused on mastering the new powers granted by his bloodline and the system, while Syrian

The weight of the mission pressed heavily on Justin’s shoulders as he prepared to delve deeper into the mysteries surrounding the Zendras. The Mixed World had always been a realm of secrets, but now those secrets threatened to spill over and consume Earth itself.Back at the Earth Academy, Drake sensed the growing tension. The air was thick with anticipation, and whispers about the Zendras spread quietly among the students and instructors. Even Jordan’s usual scowl seemed sharper, his eyes narrowing whenever he caught sight of Drake.Justin moved silently through the shadows of the academy, blending perfectly with the environment — a ghost among mortals. His presence was unnoticed, but his intentions were clear: gather intelligence, find allies, and identify the source behind the Zendras’ return.Meanwhile, Drake focused on training with Syrian and Riva, sharpening his control over his bloodline powers and preparing for the battles ahead. The system’s warnings echoed in his mind — thi