PART 2

"Hurry! Inside! Everyone!" An adventurer led everyone near the guild where there's an underground shelter.

People came hoarding inside the shelter.

Around a hundred ran inside the shelter while the adventurer kept them at bay.

A shapeshifter jumped at the adventurer. He fell on his knee due to a reflex.

*Dhung*

Someone saved him from the ambush and crushed the shapeshifter.

"T-thank you, Draken." The adventurer said.

"Chris, is that all of them?" A big man with red scales on part of his body said.

He was a humanoid dragon breed a.k.a dragonborn.

"I think so."Chris said just to make sure he was not sure of it.

"You should go in as well I'll take it from here."

"A-are you sure?" Chris asked.

"Of course, I have the strength of a dragon. Also there might be some of them lurking inside." Draken said.

"That makes sense.W-well then, good luck." Chris left and ran towards the shelter.

"I hope none of them blend in." Draken muttered. "Here they come." Draken smirks happily as he guards the shelter gate.

"Even if there's a few I'm sure Chris can handle them." Draken thought.

About twenty of them jumped on him and none of the shifters have killed anyone as they do not come in disguised.

Shapeshifter gets stronger as they consume more people and they can gain the ability of those they consumed so skinless shifters basically have the strength of a bear which is a bit stronger than an average human.

Draken jumped back to dodge their attack and swung his big weapon as he spun and took them all at once.

The skinless shifters came rushing towards him as most of the humans are under the shelter of the guild.

There are about seven entries to the shelter and each of them has a protector assigned to defend it but there is just one major flaw in this tactic...

And that is keeping the highest rank to protect the outside forgetting the consequences it can bring in some situations.

After about 20 minutes Draken finally cleared the whole area close by and as he walked across a nearby bush he came across a rotten body without a skin.

"No way!" Draken quickly ran towards the gate of the shelter.

The corpse has a ring on its finger although parts of its body are missing as Draken is a good friend of the dead person he instantly recognises the ring.

As Draken was steps away from the gate of the shelter, the ground exploded and the rubble of the disoriented land buried him.

He tried to remove the rubble but stopped from doing so as his instincts forced him to freeze.

"What's this?" Draken questioned himself in his thoughts.

His instincts sense a powerful aura of that of a demon. As he hid in the rubble something came out from the gate of the shelter.

"Well that was refreshing." Chris flew out of the shelter with blood all over his body.

"Wha—! I should've known when I noticed the ring was missing." Draken was left speechless as he heard Chris.

"Did I hear something?" Chris turned to check the area but couldn't find anyone."Must've been my imagination."

Draken removed his presence as faintly as he could.

With the amount of time the shifter was left inside the shelter, he'd have enough time to wipe everyone and multiply his power.

For starters, if Chris was as strong and powerful as around ten average men then the shifter that killed him is more than ten average men plus Chris's strength but assuming that the shifter is even more powerful before even that then he could be the next DEVIL.

The devil flew up mid-air and opened his right arm with a huge grin on his face.

He shot out a simple projectile targeting the distant mountain.

After a few milli-seconds upon hitting the mountain. It set off an explosion and the mountain was erased.

"Amazing! With this much power I am on his level! Hahaha...hahahaha!" Chris the devil had an evil laughter."I truly am the honoured Devil."

"I guess that scaled man died. Well whatever. Now then, where shall I start?" The devil asked himself as he wandered above the town.