Awakened: SSS Ranked Soul king

"Eh? You mean Eric blaze? He's taking the test" one of the many slayers in the room turned to the door and answered causally turning back the next second.

"He's taking the test again? Can't even accept his fate in peace that boy" The man with the tattooed face sneered looking to the screen.

Eric had come back after failing the test severally within the past few months. It was extremely embarrassing for the leadership of the group. It was one thing to pass poorly, but for someone of his caliber, failing was just too disappointing.

Of course they didn't bother to check why he was failing, all that mattered to them was results.

"These two are crazy powerful…that's a ranked test"

While the man was lost in thought, a comment broke his concentration causing him to focus back on the screen.

For a moment he didn't think too much, but as time passed his eyes widened in shock.

There were two people on the screen, one was infront destroying a bunch of purple infused golems. While the other burned through several waves of metallic blades, turning them into a liquid form.

"That's a B Ranked test…." The man with tattoos frowned.

He knew Eric had been getting increasingly strong since he became a slayer 2 years ago. But he always thought he was capped at Red….but this was a B ranked test and he was tearing through it like butter.

That…didn't make sense.

"Quick, summon the third torchbearer, we have to make sure no one gets out of here before the test concludes" the tattooed man said.

He didn't like Eric, but the kid was one of the top talents of their group. He had to make sure he was protected by all means.

"Yes!!" His partner saluted abd rushed out immediately, before long the bar was surrounded by men.

Meanwhile,

"Hmm, they lied to me" the bar keep smiled bitterly.

He could only roughly guess Guillimans strength at the beginning of all this, but the more he fought, the more the lines blurred between levels.

If he guadged correctly, Guilliman now was outputing the strength of a peak stage B ranked slayer.

The problem was, he couldn't be sure.

After all, he was certain that Eric had only entered purple recently, but could already use the strength similar to does at the middle stages.

"Ehnhh fuck it, they might as well go the extra mile" the bar keep smiled evilly.

His goal was to make them pass this test with the best possible results, not by helping them but by pushing them.

And to do so, he had to test their actual limits.

So he increased the difficulty of the test by two more levels placing it firmly at the peak of B rank.

Before his very eyes, Guilliman watched the golems merge with lava on the ground and become more powerful.

-roar!!

They were no longer bound to the tests sequence, rather they were taxed with one goal and that was to eliminate Guilliman.

The first golem rushed forward with one wave and slapped at Guilliman, pushing him into a pillar on the side.

Guilliman instinctively coughed out a mouthful of blood because of this as he moved out of the way in the next second.

However before he could land, the temperature behind him increased as a stream of lava rushed towards him from behind.

The golems was coordinating!!

"This is going to be harder than I thought" Guilliman thought to himself.

Clearly he had underestimated the test and was now being beat to a pulp.

'Will I really have to use my aspect?' He thought to himself.

Yes, all this while Guilliman had not used his aspect even once.. not a single echo nor his aspect. They drew in too much attention m, he didn't neeed this for a small fight like this. Or at least that's what he thought.

Fortunately, before he could truly contemplate the use of it Eric landed not too far away from him blazing hot.

"He took it up a notch, let's work together" Eric said his tattooed body glowing with an extraordinary bright light of liquid fire.

"Hmm, that can work" Guilliman smirked.

The kid ended up catching up with him, it was quite surprising. But also a welcome development. Guilliman didn't want to reveal too many cards yet.

"Okay" Eric nodded.

Unlike Guilliman he was already using all he had, after all he was only at the beginning stages of Rank B.

And so they joined hands and pushed the golems back while steadily improving…destroying more and more obstacles.

"Heheh, that's my limit too" The bar keep smiled bitterly a trace of blood fell from his nose.

He couldn't push them even if he wanted to and to the heavens? He really wanted to. And this was because he finally noticed it.

Guilliman had not used his aspect even once.

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"Congratulations, you've passed the test. Here are your new licenses. See you next time slayers"

After clearing the test, they went back up the stairs and into the pub with the bar keep. There were stares and cheers for them as they received their licenses.

These two were truly talented, they would be blazing stars that could shine on a city level. They were truly fortunate to watch such a show today.

"Congratulations young Eric and friend"

As the two turned back to leave a voice caught their attention to the side as a group of men in military style attire could be seen staring down.

"Hm?" Guilliman was at first taken aback, were they here to achieve something? That performance of a bit flashy maybe it had attracted trouble.

"Ahhh uncle Dax, long time to see" Eric smiled bitterly at the group.

"Hehe, you can still call me uncle? Quite bold of you" the man with the tattooed face commented then looked to the side.

"Capture the brat, the leader will like a few words with this son of his" he commanded

And a second later a group of men rushed into the bar with heavy metal chains.

"Shit!! Run!!" Eric immediately frightened pulled Guilliman and lept through a window on the side.