Chapter 62. Destruction on All (1)
Blood ran freely in the realm as the closer to the middle an individual was the more death that seemed to accumulate.
Head bald, with one arm a seemingly old man crouched on the ground to scoop up the dark red liquid liked it was spilled milk. Weakly, he manipulated the blood to separate from the soil as he then drank it.
'I'll kill them all, all of them.' An inhuman snarl as he looked at the state of his body. Remembering the gold armored panzi that further injured him,
'Hector.... I'll have your heart beating in my hand in no time. Just a few days more and then I'll be able to compete. And I didn't forget about that bastard with the raven.'
Moving slowly but steadily, Kraven approached previous battle sights cautiously before taking any blood left in the surroundings and corpses.
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Her strong purple eyes glimmered in the night as she looked at the last few members of her order.
Looking at the bodies of her sisters, darkness brewed behind her silent facade. Attaching a talisman to each of their bodies, she watched as they quickly burned and became ash.
The tenugui covering her face didn't move in the slightest as she performed a series of hand gestures to her remaining sisters. Looking at the silent figure who's weapon had caused the death of her fallen comrades she spoke through their link.
'Make show of your usefulness, or I'll put you in a proper grave.' The zombie, tall and slender merely looked at her through it's neon purple irises.
The black sclera made it all the more ominous in the dimly lit surroundings.
'Hehehe. Girl you wouldn't have contracted me if I wasn't, and neither would you sacrifice your poor sisters' lives if I wasn't worthy. Don't get full of yourself.'
Its jaw hung loose not moving but the dagger stabbed through the underside of it's mouth made it look a bit comical. Jagged metal knives lined the arms, while black markings of symbols lined the dull gray skin across it's body.
One horn on it's head and thick bone covering it's long spin.
The girl's face twitched at her bond's remark. With but a movement she disappeared into the night, as did her bond.
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Chants of Buddhism rang in the air as the pack of monks seemed to pray. Their surroundings a mess as they happened upon the aftermath of an absolute slaughter. Malice, wrath, and hatred seemed to still pour out from the vicious creature before them.
An asura looking thing that was anything but holy. Blood spilt everywhere as the creature rapidly switched from low growls to high pitch giggles. It's previous opponents now served as quick snacks,
The four-armed purple 'goblin' was facing Baika, along with the Taotie Sect, and a few boys that looked like wolf men. Kaz stood devoid of his trademark happy go lucky smile.
Everyone was injured with over half of the original combatants dead. Mako stood defensively in front of him as he stood not far from Baika. He was now holding one of the fallen monk's maces with a slight limp on one side.
Baika had a lotus construct floating behind his head. His eyes devoid of emotion. His bond Nalesh standing before him making occasional wooo sounds.
Barbo similarly had a solemn face as he looked at the desecrated bodies of his hunters. 'My family. This creature….. does not belong. It must be purified. Hopefully the others can stop the rest of the fallen.'
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Hector was livid facing the goat like creature with a tall stature; having a humanoid build that looked slightly goofy but the blood spilled every in front of it said otherwise.
'Damn, this is a hastle. I just bought these boots. Now their stained because of that... thing. Well at least a lot of my potential traitors were taken care of.' The whimsical and pompous demeanor had now shifted into a cold and judgmental one.
"I know you understand me, beast of the fallen. I will kill you and you will hand over both the information and artifact."
It's goat like head emitted a long baaa but the longer it went on the more unnatural it sounded. A seemingly sick human voice eventually spoke from it.
"BAAAAAAA, aaaaaa, BElow. HEahaahaa. Devoure CHi, BAAAAA, ld" It's torso sported breasts while the lower body was anthropomorphic. Goat legs supporting the body with a penis in between the legs. It moved with surprising nimbleness and agility, it's human like arms punched at Hector.
The small creature perched on his shoulder acted immediately forming a barrier of light. Four stubby legs, a banana like torso, a tail with an orb at the end, and a rose bud where the nose was. It looked like a cute and inconspicuous creature.
The creature's fist bashed against the light shield as it shimmered. Wind flying everywhere as the aftereffects of the collision showed how powerful both creature's techniques really were.
In an instant the gaudy long sword exited it's sheath an was mid swing by it's even more dazzling user. "[Mirrored Flash] [Parasitic Growth]"
'Rosie, restrict it... and make sure I don't get sullied by any of it's blood.'
The little creature let out a cute mew but the surroundings became anything but. Light constructed swords flew at the demonic goat with small seed like growths activating in it, and the dead bodies around it.
Plant like tentacles arose as they tried to wrap around the creature. At Rosie's call the plant like tentacles continued to grow. Barbs trying to tear into the goat as they whipped and restricted.
The goat let out a cacophony of baaas as it used two fingers of each hand as swords. Instead of turning the swords on Hector they ripped into it's own body. It's opponents frown deepening at the action.
A bloody weight appeared above it's head. The creature ripped out the plant growths on it's body not concerned about the razor-sharp swords sinking into it's body, neither did the thorn like whips concern it either.
Blood spewing everywhere, Hector saw what seemed to be the remnants of a smile as the creature sacrificed the blood, growths and even the surrounding bodies to the scale. Maleficent energy surged as a snake like sword burped out of as the fulcrum leaned towards the heavier scale.
Wounds healing, the goat tilted it's eerie head and swung the serpentine sword.
" [Wave Length disruption] , damn this is going to be a long fight."
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Breath after breath, it was as though her chest couldn't suck in enough air as she tore a fist out of a boy's chest. Stumbling back she tensed as the blood ran down her sides quicker. The vurilla at her side lied hurt and utterly exhausted.
A few of the remaining taotie sect members, looked at her. Fear, amazement, and more than anything respect.
"Arrrrrraahahhhah, I am the leader. I'm in fucking charge here. Any of you got something to say?"
The small crowd of sect members shivered shaking their heads in unison.
'Fucking traitors, swear it gets worse as time goes on. These small sects better mind their fucking business.' Eyes staring a the stragglers who looked on only to run the moment their gaze met hers.
Turning her attention to statue that sent out invisible waves she sneered. Walking up there were three holes, with her putting a key into one hole.
Hand pressed against the statue, her eyes went dull until a moment later when an egg seemed to appear from thin air and fall into her hands.
Swiftly placing it into her storage, she grabbed her bond and ordered the boys to gather in one of the dilapidated houses and defend that location as she rested. Eyes wandering she saw a rather ugly one.
'Of course that crazy fuck Zamma would be here. Glad I'm at least first, otherwise...' Zamma's eyes made eye contact but his smile seemed to speak more than eyes could ever.
"At the ready boys. Be ready to fight to the death in a moment's notice." It was less than a dozen but each one of Zamma's group seemed to hold something. A quiet but conspicuously kept madness.
They grinned, laughed, screamed, and whispered to one another but any onlooker could see how atypical the group was.
"Not yet, more need to come before the chaos." The small group occupied another place as more people trickled in as time went on.