A Mere Fly

"I merely sent out my Soul Sense and easily sensed your movements. We have brains while what you previously fought only attacked in a fixed pattern. So what if they were in the Soul and Body Union realm? They could be killed even by us. This is the difference between beasts and humanoid beings." His deep and arrogant voice resounded in his surroundings as he had a cocky smile plastered on his face.

Jin, on the other hand, smirked when hearing these statements. He opened his mouth and said,

"Did your young master not tell you something important about me?"

As his words left his opponents with confusion, they then heard the anxious shout of their young master.

"Hurry, what are you doing? Kill him now!!!!"

The nervous yell from the injured fatty loudly resounded in the surroundings as his voice even traveled to a sleeping old carriage man startling him in the process.

'Does the young master hate this child so much?'

Every assassin thought simultaneously. But, since it was the young master's command, they will do it without question. So, they immediately shifted their gaze towards their leader, who had previously stabbed Jin.

Puchi!!!

Seeing his subordinates gazing at him, Clinton immediately pulled out his bronze-colored trident from Jin's chest, causing blood to spurt out.

Taking one last gaze at the 'monster' who killed multiple of his subordinates, what greeted his view was the indifferent eyes of Jin. If that was not enough, the 'monster' had an evil-looking smirk on his face as his eyes held a light of cruelty.

Clinton immediately felt a feeling of fear budding in him as he decided to rid the world of such a freaky kid. With one shove, he stabbed at the head of Jin as he waited for the sound of skull-cracking and brain muscles splattering on the grass of the forest.

Swoosh!!!

Flap!!!

"Huh!!!!???"

Clinton's shocked voice was heard by every being in the surroundings as Clinton's eyes revealed that of confusion and alarm.

Instantly picking up on what was wrong since Jin's body wasn't anywhere to be seen, Clinton's subordinates disappeared from their positions as they began to search for Jin.

The assassins did not wait for their leader's command as they split into groups of ten and began searching for Jin.

They thought that by utilizing their Soul Sense, Jin would not be able to harm them no matter what tricks he used, but,

"What the fuck are you guys doing!!?? That monster is a Demonic Soldier. Are you telling me that only ten of you can kill a Demonic Soldier?" The fatty shouted with all of his might as he still laid next to the tree, bruised and injured.

"Don't worry, young master Zhou. If he was a Demonic General, this might have been a worrying case. The only reason he could harm us was because of his stealth ability. Our Soul Sense is the perfect counter to such an ability. Once he is exposed and unable to hide, still trying to fight even five of us simultaneously is akin to courting death." The commander of the assassins said to fatty Zhou as those words eased the worry in the fatty's heart.

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In the dark skies, gazing at the forestry underneath, was Jin, who transformed his body into a winged, one-horned demon.

'Though I have two hearts, I guess playing with them was not the right thing to do...well, that was pretty much my first ever fight if you exclude what my other selves went through.' Jin thought as his demonic fingers wrapped around the hilt of his sword.

Gazing towards the said sword, Jin thought.

'If I did not have immunity to mind control, wouldn't I already be a killing machine? According to the system, the more slaughter I do with this sword, the stronger it gets. But, the stronger it gets, the more evil that will emanate from it.

Thankfully I have this scabbard. Otherwise, it would be akin to me asking the inhabitants of this world to come and fight me for this 'treasure.'

Jin then focused his attention on the beings in the forest as he flew downwards at his first targets.

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Slice!!!

Thud!!!

The assassin's headless body fell to the ground as Jin watched on coldly, the surrounding area filled with dead bodies.

"Mmmmm"

Jin couldn't help but let out a moan as he felt his body strength increasing as another red and veiny mark appeared on his body.

"I have only killed 80 or so demons, yet the number of demonic markings on my body is comparable to when I killed a few thousand beasts."

Jin said in a low voice as he leaped onto a branch of one of the trees in his surroundings, leaving a complete mess of dead bodies. Though the bodies of these assassins were mangled and chopped in pieces, the faces all revealed shock as they seemed unaware of how they ended up dead.

Jin, who appeared on top of a tree branch gazing over a group of more than fifteen assassins and their young master, couldn't help but think.

'This is the problem with Soul Sense. Even though I am right over them, they cannot sense me once I slow my heart rate and blood flow while simultaneously using stealth.'

Jin thought as his grip on his sword, which rested on his shoulder, tightened. His eyes then adopted an indifferent outlook.

Swoosh!!!

Slice!!!

With one movement, Jin's sword flashed through the neck of the leader of this band of assassins.

Splatter!!!

Not only were Clinton's subordinates engulfed by his blood, but even young master Zhou.

Thud!!!

His body lifelessly fell to the ground as right after, Jin's feet lightly tapped onto the grass as his sword made a 360-degree slash.

The guards and assassins were left shell-shocked as they saw the headless body of Clinton right in front of their eyes. Because of this, Jin's attack was impossible for them to evade as it was elongated by his energy, making it possible for all fifteen assassins to lose their heads simultaneously.

Surprisingly, it was only the young master of the Zhou clan whose head was attached to its neck.

'Thankfully, as soon as I saw that idiot's head sliced off, I immediately reacted otherwise...' The fatty thought as he felt a shiver up his spine while watching the scene of dead bodies surrounding him.

"Oh my, it seems that I missed one."

As soon as the voice of Jin entered the fatty's ear, he immediately started quivering as he realized his current predicament.

"H...How" That's all his voice could mutter as his eyes showed visible fear.

Jin seeing this, replied by saying. "What? Do you want to know how I killed your subordinates without them sensing my killing intent?

Similarly to how anyone can kill a fly or mosquito without releasing a tiny bit of killing intent. I was also merely getting rid of an annoying fly.

You are simply things for me to play with, and when I lose my interest in you, you'll become a pesky fly. But for you, I was never even playing with you, I was only using you to stock up on humanoid cores, that's why I showed to you that those things could be safely absorbed."

Slash!!!

Jin finished his speech as he then sliced the fatty's head off of its neck. Confirming he had gotten every one of their cores, he was about to leave when he thought of something.

'Hmm, I should take this fatty's space ring. It'll be weird if something abruptly appears in the palm of a kid who doesn't even have a space ring.'

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