Strongest Demigod System

Azrael's sword cut through the area between the daemon's head and shoulder blade with pinpoint precision, and he dragged his hand forward to complete the cut as the daemon flew past him!

SLASH!

Thud!

The daemon's head fell to the side before the body fell to the ground behind him in a heap, and Azrael took in one calming breath before walking towards the other side of the wilderness and speaking.

"Reset exercise with a new environment. Try to make it a little more difficult this time."

[Command partially accepted. Student Azrael Mortis does not have clearance to challenge any of the levels beyond Lesser Daemons. Would you like to change the environment?]

Azrael clicked his tongue in irritation before bringing his sword forward. Of course, the school wouldn't allow him to take on anything higher than a lesser daemon.

"Change the environment and keep the bastards coming."

[Command accepted.]

The vast wilderness and the daemon on the floor all bled out of sight before they were replaced by a vast ravine with murky moss growing on top of shallow water and tall trees that had moss and crawling leaves climbing across their bodies.

The sound of a daemon tearing itself out from the ground echoed again, and the daemon screeched as it charged straight for Azrael!

SCREEEEECCHHH!!

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[Battlefield Simulation Ended. Please deposit the simulation piece as you exit the battleground. Azrael Mortis has gained [10 Academy Points] for completing 5 training sessions without supervision. You may use these Academy Points at any store within the school, and the points gained will be tallied at the end of the school year to contribute to the student rankings.]

Azrael ignored the usual announcement from the simulation AI as he started to walk out of the battleground room. As Azrael passed the entrance, he put the cylindrical rod and glasses back in their place in the wall and left to get his things.

Azrael looked at the time and saw that it was eight at night. If he left now, he could get back to his hostel before nine. He was planning to jog home, so he was likely going to get home even earlier than that.

Azrael was busy putting his things into his bag when he got a notification on his phone. Azrael opened the message, and what he saw there made his eyes widen.

[You have been deducted 5 points for missing a meeting with the Vice-headmistress today. The points will be reimbursed after a letter of apology has been submitted.]

Fuck! He totally forgot!

Azrael quickly put his things in his bag and started to head out of the gym! Francesca had told him to meet her in her office earlier, but Azrael was so pissed about what happened in the ceremony that he forgot all about it once the ceremony was done!

It was still eight, so Azrael knew that Francesca would still be in her office. He had gone there enough times to know that she didn't leave the office until ten at night!

Azrael got out of the gym and started to head through the many buildings in the school to reach the administrative building on the other side of the compound.

The Divine Demigod Academy was one of the largest structures in City S. It covered more than three million square feet of space. The campus had a thriving ecosystem inside it, with gyms, classrooms, a marketplace, medical center, police station, and a large area on the western side that was used for special training for the high school students. It was impossible for anyone to run from one end of the campus to the other in less than thirty minutes.

But thankfully, the administrative building was not that far from the gym, and after being there so many times, Azrael knew a shortcut through the dorms that would get him there faster.

"Is that fucker not going to come? He's really missing a meeting with that damn headmistress?"

"Shut up, she might hear you."

"Dude, she's not a fucking ghost. Why are you tripping?"

As Azrael turned a corner, he was surprised to see two boys crouched against the wall while talking in hushed whispers. Azrael immediately recognized them as the lackeys of Francis Colt, and he frowned as he turned around to leave.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

A voice spoke from behind Azrael, and Azrael took a large step back as he saw Francis standing there. Had they been waiting for him to go to the administrative building all this time? They knew that Francesca had called him to her office, and they set a trap because this was the shortest way to reach the administrative building.

The other boys who had been crouching against the wall heard Francis, and they all stood up when they saw Francis cornering Azrael. Azrael was not a fool, and he knew that there was no need for him to try talking his way out of this. It was obvious that Francis had made up his mind to fight.

Azrael burst into action!

He grabbed his backpack and tossed it toward Francis hard enough to slam into his face, and Francis growled as he was forced to take steps back from the force! Azrael turned to the two lackeys and raced for them at full sprint!

Francis was one of the kingpins, and it would be far harder for Azrael to get through him since Francis was stronger, but these two lackeys were nothing in front of Azrael! Azrael knew that he had a better chance of breaking through them than Francis!

The first lackey didn't even know what had hit him! Azrael's flying knee soared through the air and slammed into the boy's chin like a fucking sledgehammer!

BAM!

The boy was driven to the ground, and Azrael rolled off the boy to avoid the second boy who tried to grab him! The second boy drew a large bat from behind him and raced for Azrael, and Azrael stepped into the boy's stride, grabbed the boy's shirt and arm before spinning him around in a perfect judo toss!

SLAM!

"Fuck!" 

The boy cursed in pain as his back impacted the ground, but before Azrael could think about running again, he was speared to the ground by Francis!

BAM!

"You fucking reject!"

Francis cursed as he put his full weight onto Azrael and started to pound his fist into Azrael's face over and over again! The force of each blow sent tremors through the alleyway, and Azrael tried to keep his mind calm even as the blows rattled his brain!

Francis brought his hand up, and a ball of water covered it before freezing into ice, and Azrael only had time to put a hand up before the ice fist slammed into his face!

SLAM!

Francis was a child of Poseidon, and he had the ability to control water in its most basic form even without using any of his God Aspect, so the punch that he unleashed was far more powerful than what someone without a God Aspect would be able to use.

The blow slammed into the side of Azrael's head, and Azrael felt something warm leaking from there. He was bleeding!