The darkness arrow still had three more seconds before it could be fired off. If I cancel the casting now, it would not only waste ti but also waste this opportunity.
The head imp made a bull rush through the battlefield, his target, . He knocked aside another two more large imps as he charged. He was getting too close. However, just as I was about to cancel the casting, a towering silhouette stood in front of . It was a large imp, a large imp that was slightly burlier than a normal large imp.
This lordship will protect Master with his life! Big 1 charged into the head imp with a resolute gaze in his eyes; to him death was no longer an issue. He tried to block the unstoppable force otherwise known as the head imp from approaching but was instantly defeated.
However, his efforts werent in vain as the arrow finally took shape. A pitch black arrow that seed to consu the light around it, flew out from between my arms and crashed into the head imps face.
He had just tasted the pain brought on by the darkness arrow earlier and definitely did not want to again. However, his charge had rendered him unable to dodge the arrow properly and he could only twist his head in a desperate attempt to evade it. The darkness arrow struck the head imps forehead where it joined with the horn like a lightning bolt.
AHH!
The devils horn was his weapon but at the sa ti, it was also his weakness. A devil who lost his horn would be temporarily weakened. That arrow did not manage to sever his horn but was able to inflict a great deal of pain on him.
AhhhIll kill youI will definitely kill you The head imp clutched his head as he wailed in pain. His howls were drenched in his poisonous hatred, causing to involuntarily shiver; my morale nearly failing at that mont.
Stop him!
I quickly retreated a distance and hastily commanded the devils around . I ordered them to stall the head imp even if it cost them their lives. As for , I suppressed my furiously pounding heart and continued casting my darkness arrows.
The battlefield was too chaotic at this mont. No.2, 4 and 5 had, unbeknownst to , evolved into large imps in the midst of the bloodshed. Upon hearing my command, they imdiately broke out of the crowd and ran towards . At the sa ti, No.3, Big 2, Big 3 and Nine-finger rushed towards as well.
One-eye had the important role of being the commander of this battle so I had ordered him long ago to focus on commanding and to ignore anything else.
Even the previously injured Scar-face had rushed over to protect . He stared daggers at the head imp in front of him. His arms were no longer functional, but he still had his feet and teeth. He had a vindictive personality; any slight must be avenged, especially one this big! He wasnt the only one who ca over, he brought his three large imp subordinates as well.
In total, there were eleven large imps and with included, it was a 12 vs. 1 match! With such a nurical advantage, we should be fine, right?
I sneaked a glance at the ongoing battle. While our losses were imnse, the enemy wasnt that well off either. As long as we took down the head imp, victory was ours.
Scar-face ordered the three large imp subordinates to charge while he hid behind to prepare for a sneak attack. On the other side, No.3 led a group in encircling the head imp. The plan was to attack him from all sides and exploit our nurical advantage.
The head imps combat strength was truly terrifying. The first to engage with the head imp were the three large imps who were covered in wounds from a previous battle. Upon colliding with the head imp, they were swiftly knocked down in a couple of punches and kicks.
Scar-face had intended to ambush the head imp while he was being held up by the large imps, but quickly gave up on this idea due to the opponents overwhelming strength. Seeing this strength disparity, he had no choice but to temporarily retreat.
Having just chased away Scar-face, the head imp was imdiately ambushed from the back by No.3s bone club. The head imp tried to counterattack by grabbing No.3 but failed due to him retreating in ti. Instead, he grabbed onto No.2 who had just charged forward. He lifted No.2 up into the air as he clutched onto his head like a vice, while No.2 desperately struggled. No.2 clawed and kicked as hard as he could but it had no effect on the steel-like hide of the head imps arm.
*crunch*
The head imp clenched down with his fist and slamd No.2 onto the cliff wall. A sickening crunch rang out through the air. The cliff face was perfectly unhard but No.2s head had split open
No.2 was dead!
The third darkness arrow was ready and with a shove of both my arms, the darkness arrow shot towards the head imps eyes.
However, the head imp was prepared for this arrow and imdiately dodged. The direction he tumbled in laid in the path of Nine-finger and Big 1. Big 1s had already swung his club prior to this and as a result, coincidentally hit the head imps head. The head imps body seized up montarily as his head collided with the club. However, he quickly recovered and managed to catch the bone club as Big 1 was attempting his second swing. With a forceful twist, he snatched the club away from Big 1.
With both his arms clasped around the bone club, he fiercely swung out, hitting Big 1 squarely on the jaw. Big 1 was flung away like a baseball into the distance.
His stolen club began to crack under the impact of his forceful swing. At this mont, my fourth arrow shot out. However, with previous three encounters still fresh in his mind, he was clearly prepared. He lifted his hands and blocked the arrow with the bone club.
*boom*
The darkness arrow disappeared but the bone club had shattered under the impact.
However this did not affect the head imp at all, as he casually tossed aside the stub of the bone club and viciously pounced at . Big 2, Big 3 and Nine-finger imdiately ran into his path to block him but were violently ramd aside. Big 2 was the most unfortunate of the three. The direction he was knocked to was right in the path of the head imp. Before he could get up, the head imp broke into a sprint and leaped into air, landing a mont later with the force of a sledgehamr, right onto Big 2s neck. That sickening crunch rang out once more as his neck got pulverized, his head tilting to the side as it lost its support
Big 2 was dead
Damn it, damn ittheres only five more ters. Hes going to pounce on in the very next second
I wanted to run but my speed was just too slow. Just as I was about to despair, No.4 suddenly leaped onto the head imps leg and tightly hugged it. With his thigh hindered by No.4 , the head imps montum was abruptly halted, nearly causing him to trip. He tilted his head and stared cruelly at the imp hugging his legs, while a thousand murderous thoughts flowed through his head.
No.4 was terrified by the head imps gaze. He had always been a coward but this ti was different. He valiantly held onto the head imp ignoring the impending threat of death. What happened to him? Where did all this bravery co from?
Masterrun
He was terrified by his enemys gaze but steadfastly held on; his eyes full of tears.
As for that short sentence of Master run had shocked to the coreI knew No.4 was a bit of a coward, and I didnt look too favourably upon him. I had always thought he would be the first to run away when I got into dangerbut it looks like I was terribly wrong. He was the bravest of them all.
No.4!
I didnt know when but I had started crying. The speed of my casting had picked up as well. But in the end, it was still too slow
Before the darkness arrow could be fired, the head imp had bent down and grabbed No.4s head. With his other arm, he held onto No.4s shoulder. An instant later, he pulled out his head as if he was plucking out a radish!
A stream of blood gushed out of his decapitated body like a geyser, drenching the head imp in blood. At this mont, he turned towards with his usual savage face and smiled.
Ahhh!
The arrow I was casting dissipated before it had fully ford. I didnt know why but at that mont, I scread at the top of my lungs. I clearly rembered a few days back, No.4 was beaten up by No.3 and the others and looked really pathetic then. But strangely, despite his fear of being beaten, when he turned towards , that fear instantly disappeared.
I dont know what kind of feeling this is and I dont want to knowbutits so heart wrenchingits just so heart wrenching
Power! Ive already died twice and reincarnated twice, shouldnt I be a special existence!? Why am I so powerless!? I want power! More power!
After murdering No.4, the head imp continued his advance forward.
Seeing in danger, No.3 and the others imdiately charged forward. Even Scar-face and his three beaten subordinates got to their feet and desperately tried to block him. All the large imps in this battle rushed forward with one common goal in mind: to protect .
Big 3 had his throat torn out while Nine-finger was sent flying with a kick. Scar-face managed a kick on the head imps back but it had no effect. Instead, he got a fist to the stomach and fell to the ground. His three naless subordinates attacked the head imps chest and flanks simultaneously but it was all in vain. The head imp took on their attacks as if they were nothing and swiftly took care of them with a few of punches and a kicks.
No.3 tried to ambush the head imp once more and pounced at his calves. However, the head imp was already aware of his movents and leaped into the air to dodge. No.3 tried to pressure him further but was quickly defeat by a punch and a kick.
Having gotten rid of all the obstacles, he slowly sauntered towards , a taunting smile on his face.
I lowered my head. My mind was a complete ss at this mont. Even the fact that we just got wiped out was ignored. Nurous thoughts flooded into my mind at this mont. Thoughts that I could not understand. Anger, an uncontrollable anger erupted like a volcano within . Hidden beneath these raging flas was a deep sorrow. Following No.2, Big 2 and No.4s death, Big 3 was now dead as well. They died protecting . As I thought about this, an indescribable pain filled my heart. My tears had dried up, leaving behind an indelible scar on my heart.
Theres no one left to save you now. The head imp turned around and glanced at the defeated large imps lying on the floor; letting out a derisive chi as he laughed.
Dont you know, Im a head imp who is standing at the peak of two-stars. I can evolve into three-stars at any mont. With just this amount of underlings, you wanted to defeat ? You have to bring at least double what you have now in order to win. Now tell , do you wish to beco my demoness or do you wish to die?
The anger in rumbled and flared up. I lightly closed my eyes and a mont later, opened them. The expressions on my face disappeared at that mont, leaving behind a deadly calm. Did you know, flas can reduce everything to cinders? The destruction it bringsthats why everyone is afraid of fire. Among them, theres a fla that not only hurts others but also oneself
Is your head screwed on right? Whats the point of telling a story now!? The head imp lowered his head and stared at , his face a re 10 cm away from mine. I could sll the stench from his mouth and nose. This was his attempt at mocking . With a light poke on my forehead, he continued: Dont tell youve been scared witless by ?
Did you know, that type of fire hurts the body and the heartits calledthe flas of anger
As those words left my mouth, my body was suddenly engulfed in a reddish black fla. It ca into contact with the head imps finger and like a paper coming into contact with fire, the black flas rapidly spread from his fingers onto his palms and then to his arms
Ahhhwhats going onwhy am I on fire Devils were born with a natural resistance to fire. To them, the average flas were nothing more than toys. As such, the head imp didnt pay much attention to the flas on his finger and even flicked his finger around as if to show that he was the master of fire. The result: the flas spread all the way to his arms without any signs of abatent.
The head imp scread in agony as he rubbed his fla-covered right arm onto my body. He thought this would put out the flas but he was sorely mistaken. Instead of putting them out, the flas grew even more.
Flas of anger are truly frightening. Right at this mont, do you feel it? I said with an expressionless face. With a light touch of my hands, the flas on my palms spread onto his body. A mont later, the head imp had turned into a living torch. He frantically sprinted around, tumbled around, whatever thod he could think of he employed them. However, the black flas burned strong. Yet, whatever he ca into contact with was spared from this fiery fate. He alone, was subject to the flas.
At the very end, he wailed as he jumped into the blood sea, disappearing with the bloody tides
Its over, everything is over
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