Apocalypse Baby-Chapter 65: Tutorial Points

The words from the Blood Monarch hit Luther like a physical blow.

His face turned ghostly pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

His breath came in ragged gasps.

"No… no… this can’t be…" he stammered, his voice breaking as panic took hold.

The world around him, frozen in eerie black and white, began to shift.

The once-static scene trembled violently, cracks spreading through the monochrome landscape like shattered glass.

"Wait… wait! Don’t leave me!"

Luther pleaded, his voice rising in desperation as he clutched at the air.

His eyes darted frantically toward Alex, still frozen with his hand raised.

Luther’s terror spiked.

He didn’t want to face him again—the demon that had pushed him to this edge.

But his pleas were met with silence.

The Blood Monarch’s presence faded entirely, leaving behind a hollow emptiness that gnawed at Luther’s soul.

He was truly alone.

The cracks in the frozen world widened until they consumed everything.

Then, like a rubber band snapping, time resumed with a jarring force.

Colors returned, the air moved again, and Alex stood before him, his evil grin unfrozen and sharper than ever.

His eyes gleamed with cold amusement, and his presence exuded an overwhelming dominance.

"I told you," Alex said, his voice calm but dripping with malice, "not even the heavens can save you."

Luther’s legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees. The fight, the defiance—it was all gone now.

He had nothing left but desperation.

"Wait… I’ll apologize! I was wrong!" he cried, his voice trembling.

Tears welled in his eyes as he groveled, his forehead nearly touching the ground.

He had no pride left.

He didn’t want to die.

Alex sighed, his expression devoid of sympathy.

"Why apologize to me?" he asked, his voice cold and final. "You should save your apologies for the afterlife and apologize to those you killed."

Luther’s eyes widened in sheer terror.

"No!" he screamed, his voice cracking with desperation. His entire body shuddered violently as the reality of his fate settled in.

This was it—his end.

Alex’s hand rose slowly, his fingers snapping together with a sharp, deliberate snap.

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Boom!

The sound echoed through the forest as the hidden bomb Alex had planted on Luther’s face when he palmed his head to the ground detonated.

The force of the explosion sent a shockwave rippling through the air.

Luther’s head was obliterated, reduced to nothing but a splatter of gore and bone fragments

. Blood sprayed like raindrops, painting the surrounding greenery in vivid crimson.

For a moment, the only sound was the wet thud of Luther’s lifeless body collapsing to the ground.

Then there was silence.

Alex stood still, his breathing steady as he processed the notification confirming the kill.

He glanced at the carnage around him, his gaze cold and unflinching.

He had just ended five lives in one day.

Yet, as he inhaled deeply, the weight of what he had done failed to register as guilt. There was no remorse.

They were murderers.

Death was something they deserved.

In this world, strength dictated what was right or wrong.

Alex understood this truth deeply.

The strong decided the rules, and the weak had no choice but to follow—or be crushed.

He had deemed their actions—Luther and his group’s crimes—wrong. So, as someone stronger, he had passed judgment. Find more chapters on novelbuddy

It was as simple as that.

But Alex knew one thing for certain: if he didn’t keep leveling up, if he allowed himself to stagnate, he would inevitably fall. Sooner or later, someone stronger would come, and this same judgment would be passed onto him.

That was unacceptable.

His expression hardened as he thought about what lay ahead.

For now, the "tutorial," this strange protective phase of the world, kept gods and other higher entities from interfering too much.

They were limited, their actions restrained.

But when the tutorial ends.

The gods would likely unleash their full power.

They would meddle. They would destroy.

And Alex? He had to be ready.

He had to grow stronger.

His gaze shifted to the corner of his vision, where the notification center blinked faintly.

A cluster of kill notifications had appeared earlier when he defeated Luther’s group.

He had ignored them in the heat of battle, refusing to let anything distract him from the task at hand.

Now, with the forest quiet and his enemies defeated, he allowed himself to look.

Alex swiped the air with his hand, pulling up the notifications.

[You have killed Rank E Human, Level 4. You have received a quarter of the player’s tutorial points. Points received: 212 tutorial points.]

[You have killed Rank E Human, Level 4. You have received a quarter of the player’s tutorial points. Points received: 250 tutorial points.]

[You have killed Rank E Human, Level 3. You have received a quarter of the player’s tutorial points. Points received: 198 tutorial points.]

[You have killed Rank E Human, Level 5. You have received a quarter of the player’s tutorial points. Points received: 325 tutorial points.]

[You have killed Rank E Human, Level 5. You have received a quarter of the player’s tutorial points. Points received: 520 tutorial points.]

Alex’s eyes widened as he tallied up the numbers.

"A quarter of their tutorial points?!" he muttered in disbelief.

He paused, doing the math in his head. If he had received 198 tutorial points from the Level 3 player, that meant their total points had been nearly 792.

That was far more than he expected.

The sheer amount didn’t make sense.

How could they have racked up this many points in such a short amount of time? And their levels

He mulled over the possibilities, his mind racing. There was no way they had gotten this strong by simply hunting monsters or completing basic tutorial tasks.

Then the realization hit him.

"They were like me... anomalies."

It was the only explanation. The group must have been given some kind of advantage—perhaps a skill, a title, or a blessing from a god. Something that boosted the amount of tutorial points they earned.

Alex’s lips curled into a grim line as he thought it over.

"A multiplier," he muttered.

They had something that doubled... no, maybe even tripled the points they gained.

It all made sense now.

That’s why they’d turned to hunting other players instead of monsters.

It wasn’t just easier—it was lucrative.

By preying on others, they could grow stronger at an alarming rate, racking up points far faster than ordinary players.

But their greed had been their downfall.

The notifications arrived in sequence, listing the players Alex had killed from first to last.

He scrolled to the final entry, and just as expected, Luther’s tutorial points were the highest, followed closely by Kiev.

His fist clenched at the thought.

The sheer number of points Luther and his group had accumulated painted a grim picture. This wasn’t just a case of survival—they had been turned into monsters, leveling up by preying on others.

It wasn’t enough for players to fear the tutorial’s monsters. Now, they had to fear each other.

"Damn it," Alex hissed under his breath. "This god is turning the tutorial into a bloodbath."

The realization was unsettling. A single god had caused this much chaos by granting blessings that encouraged slaughter.

But what if this wasn’t the only one?

Alex’s mind raced. How many other gods were out there, pulling strings, twisting the tutorial into their personal playgrounds?

If even a handful of gods decided to act this way, they could topple the entire system. The tutorial would descend into utter chaos, becoming a battleground where no one could trust anyone.

"What is the overseer doing?" Alex questioned aloud, his voice sharp with frustration.

From what the overseer had told him, this wasn’t supposed to happen.

The tutorial was meant to be a controlled environment—a test of strength and strategy to prepare players for the real challenges ahead.

Yet, here it was, teetering on the edge of utter anarchy.

Alex’s gaze dropped to the ground, his mind racing. Something must have changed the overseer’s perspective. But what?

He shook his head, realizing he was no closer to the answer.

Whatever the overseer’s true intentions were, they certainly weren’t good.

Before he could dwell on it further, a new notification flashed before his eyes.

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[You have received an additional 212 points.]

[You have received an additional 250 points.]

[You have received an additional 198 points.]

[You have received an additional 325 points.]

[You have received an additional 520 points.]

On receiving so many tutorial points.

Alex then decided to check the total amount he passed.

And as expected it was an absurd amount.

[Total Tutorial Points: ...