WAY OF AN OMEGA

10 - The First Trial

The crowd fell silent but gradually whispers are to be heard everywhere. The first trial is not that challenging but obviously, this ignites the competitive nature of the candidates especially when almost are alphas.

"Alright, I'll call out the names according to the number you got from registration. When I call you out, please step onto the platform." Logan, the test instructor once again reprimanded.

A man with the same rob as Logan run towards him and handed over a paper. Logan just nodded and faced the candidates again.

"Okay. Let's call up Angelo Hurche or how do you pronounce your name? " Logan shouted out.

Yulrir tried to contain his laughter but some of his fellow candidates started laughing out. It caused an uproar and that cause Logan to frown.

"Silence!" Logan roared out fiercely. It's only a word but it contains a domineering aura from someone above a deity rank.

Yulrir felt relieved for holding his laughter back because of it. The fellow candidates who were once laughing stopped immediately, even though they are alphas they submitted immediately.

"I don't get paid to pronounce your names correctly. Now, is this Angelo Hurche or something is present or did he got his balls stuck somewhere? " Logan continued coldly.

Silence. Nobody dares to utter a word or laugh at all.

"I--am Angelo sir. " A burly young man who is 3x bigger than Yulrir spoke out while striding carefully towards the platform.

Logan switched his glance to the burly young man and nodded.

"Place both of your hands on the ball and don't remove it unless I tell so. Got it?" Logan instructed coldly.

"Yes sir. " The burly young man replied politely.

Yulrir became curious about how this trial works but still remained his calm demeanor. In about 5 breaths of time, the ball emitted a strange light and shots rays of light towards the white stone tablet behind it. The stone tablet shone and a writing starts appearing on the surface.

Bone age:
12 years old
Rank:
5th Layer Elementary Warrior

"Not bad! You can go down now. " Logan commanded while writing something down on the paper.

Yulrir breathed a sigh since the trial didn't have to measure their class status as an alpha, beta or an omega.

The trial continued like that, Yulrir was one of those who registered late so it will take some time for his name to be called.

Along the way, this test determines immediately who goes on top. A couple of alpha shows higher ranks and even some does have a mana pool.

Bone age:
11 years old
Rank:
8th layer Elementary Warrior
9th Layer White Mage

It was a young man with a handsome masculine facial feature. It created an uproar among the crowd. It is the highest rank they've seen so far even Logan look at the young man with awe. It isn't normal for someone at age of 11 to attain that rank. Yulrir carefully looks at the young man with astonishment too.

"Thanks, Theo. You can go down now." Logan instructed.

The handsome young man bowed politely and went down the stage calmly. The crowd made way for him as he walks towards the corner.

"So they recognized him as the leader that fast. " Yulrir mumbled to himself.
Minutes after minutes past and more and more promising candidates emerged but no one has yet to beat the handsome young man's record. A couple of candidates as well gets eliminated because their cultivation rank did not get past the quota which is 4th layer elementary rank or if one does have a mana pool, he or she should have at least 3rd layer white mage.

"Yulrir Bellaire, please come onto the platform. " Logan shouted.

Yulrir tensed a bit but immediately resumed on his calm demeanor. He walked elegantly towards the platform. There were some whispers coming from the surrounding alphas but Yulrir ignored it.

Stepping on the stage, Logan is pleasantly surprised to see a beta among the candidates and what makes it weirder is that this candidate is wearing a black fox mask. Yulrir gives off an elegant aura matching his mask and silvery white hair. Logan and the others can't help with being curious about it.

"I am Yulrir Bellaire sir. " Yulrir bowed towards Logan.

"Ah-h yes. Why are you wearing a mask? Is it possible to remove it? " Logan asked straightforwardly.

Yulrir tensed again but politely replied. "I do apologize sir, if this mask offends you but I am afraid I won't be able to remove this easily. This is part of my clan's rule and I am afraid that without our patriarch's order to remove this mask, I certainly won't be able to do so. " Yulrir bowed sincerely.

"That's fine. I'm just curious. Go ahead and put your hands on the ball." Logan waved his hands dismissively.

Yulrir nodded and walked towards the ball. He gently placed his hands on the ball and after 5 breaths of time, the ball shone.