Chapter 82: Chapter 82
Warning: Strong Scenes
[The host has acquired: +20 chosen attribute].
[Placing 20 points of chosen attribute in: (attribute: intelligence)].
The rain was still falling, the night was cold, but for the three present, under the sky with lightning, nothing else but them mattered. The intruder looked at Mart who was on his knees emitting an ominous energy which although it did not seem powerful was enigmatically chilling. The intruder wanted to jump towards Mart to kill him, but this time Isirid managed to create 16 poisonous spears at the same time trying her best and attacked without giving the intruder time to approach Mart, because she had understood that Mart was performing a cursed ritual.
Mart, who had just swallowed the soil and herbs bloody with the blood of the scythe-wielding intruder, began to pray:
"Vessel channeling the will.
Reflecting the desired harm
Afflict my target
Make him suffer, as my will desires
Act, cursed doll
For darkness is in our hearts"
Mart’s hair turned the color of blood, the sclerae of his eyes turned red and the iris turned black. The energy of the 10 level 5 cursed stones that previously powered the cursed diagram beneath Mart began to transfer their cursed energy directly into his body.
Laughter!
The intruder, who had not been able to reach Mart, glared at Isirid while pressing her neck with his left hand.
Bang!
Isirid fell to the ground, on the intruder’s left wrist had suddenly and inexplicably appeared a deep wound in which shredded flesh and blood could be seen, he looked at Mart.
Laughter!
[Unknown energy is entering the host’s body]
[Analyzing the unknown energy...]
Mart looked at the intruder with a smile awash in mischief and said confidently:
-I am not great. I have created a powerful curse.
Laughter!
[Proud trait activated: all attributes increase +20 as long as you keep bragging].
Bang!
The intruder watched as one of the 14 spiral-tipped blades hovering above Mart pierced Mart’s right thigh. After which, the intruder felt that his right leg was about to collapse, "this must be impossible", thought the intruder who was just beginning to understand what was happening, but he did not have time to think, because three poisonous spears were about to wound him.
Bang!
Another blade pierced Mart’s left thigh and the intruder who was retreating rolled on the ground when his left leg collapsed as he moved.
The intruder stood up using the demonic energy he drew from the scythe to strengthen his body. "I must kill that damned demon," the intruder thought, and his expression hardened.
Mart took notice and said to him with a mocking and malicious tone:
-You want to kill me? If that’s what you want, you can cut my neck, so we can check if a demon can survive without its head, because I’m sure a human cannot.
Laughter!
[The host’s level is too low to analyze the origin and nature of the unknown energy].
[The unknown energy is altering the host’s personality].
[Peerless speaker (low level): special reward (×2)]
The intruder felt shivers as he saw Mart’s mischievous expression, then looked at Isirid, she was his target from the beginning.
Baaaang
Four more blades pierced Mart’s body, two went to the hands and two went to the feet.
-You still think you are in charge in the land of demons? -Mart asked.
The intruder was about to drop his scythe when the wound appeared in his hand.
-Let’s try it again. Only then will we know who will fall first! -exclaimed Mart who looked ecstatic.
Baaaaang!
Two blades pierced Mart’s shoulders, another blade pierced his stomach, and two more blades pierced his knees. Mart vomited blood.
The intruder vomited blood, the poisonous spears of Isirid who gave no truce to the intruder made him retreat. This time a poisonous spear had wounded the left arm of the intruder who extended his demonic perception, and perceived that in the distance a demon with a strength in the sixth rank was approaching. "Damn you, demons," thought the intruder as he tried to retreat with anger in his eyes, but an unclean pain spread through his body and he saw Mart standing up with his body covered with bleeding wounds and staring at him with terrifying eyes.
-No, no, no, no, you dare to look at me with hatred, you must fear demons, not look at us with hatred, never forget that. -Said Mart taking out a dagger from his demonic bag and severing his right arm which caused the blood to stain the grass a dark red color, the arm fell to the ground and the thump of the arms falling could be heard, because the right arm and the blue scythe of the intruder also fell to the ground.-Now, you have my permission, run away, or the other arm will not be the next thing you will lose.
[Demonic arrogance: all attributes are temporarily increased by +30].
Laughter!
The intruder was puzzled, but reacted when he saw how Mart began to infuse demonic energy into the three remaining metal blades while looking at him with malice and bloodlust, as if Mart was an immense and filthy monster that wished to devour everything.
[You pushed back a stronger enemy: demonic reward].
Mart stared at the intruder who disappeared towards the east of the academy, he vomited blood, after which he stopped the curse, his intelligence attribute allowed him to keep some sanity, seconds later he was going to fall face down to the ground but Isirid held him and he said:
-Grandfather...ransom...2 million....
[Greed trait activated: you will get triple everything you earn].
When Professor Helen arrived at the place where some traces of the battle between Isirid and the intruder were evident, she saw Mart covered in blood and wounds, unconscious with his head in Isirid’s lap. Around them were more than 10 empty vials of level 5 regenerative potions that had failed to fully heal Mart, who was breathing heavily.
••••
An intruder held his slender sword with which he blocked the stone projectiles infused with demonic energy, as his shoulder was wounded and had not healed no matter how much demonic energy he drew from his demonic sword, the battle between him and Professor Mertien in that bleak and uncluttered environment had remained at a stalemate.
They both looked exhausted, it had only been less than five minutes since Professor Helen had walked away.
"Damn, why did I have to meet a demon in sixth rank," thought the intruder who felt uncomfortable about the wound on his shoulder.
Professor Mertien kept firing projectiles, he was mentally exhausted from the first battle he had earlier, but he was trying his best not to give the intruder any advantage.
The intruder who was keeping his guard up waiting for an opening to attack, heard inside his tunic the sound of glass shattering. "Raden caught the target? Or is he retreating because he failed?" the intruder asked himself in his mind, at the same time he coated his sword with demonic energy and launched a demonic energy slash which crashed into a wall and then into a second wall of packed earth. When Professor Mertien knocked down the remains of the second wall to continue the battle, he saw the intruder escape, and although he wanted to follow him, he could not, because he was mentally exhausted and his demonic energy that had not fully recovered was beginning to deplete.
"How could we fail, they won’t like that...", thought the intruder as he ran through the darkness until shiny black spears were about to pierce his body.
Professor Drain approached with a deep stare, his black hair was wet from the rain and his pale white skin looked even paler from the cold caused by the rain, further highlighting his two black horns.
-I would let you go, but you ran to me and Director Persec is aware of everything that’s going on, so I need you to die here. -Said Drain holding his wand and creating over a hundred spears all around, leaving not a single point of escape other than where he was standing, the gem on Drian’s demon wand cracked, but he still waved his wand and the spears fell.
-Damned! -shouted the intruder, leaping towards Drain.
The intruder’s sword was enveloped in demonic energy and just as he was approaching Drain underneath the intruder a cursed diagram appeared from which about six black spears about three meters long came out and pierced his body in multiple places.
-You must have been pretty desperate to jump like that. Said Professor Drain, pulling a silver wand with a jet-colored gem from his black trench coat.
The intruder had been suspended in the air was bleeding out, Drain took the sword that had fallen to the ground and looked at the intruder and said:
-You did this with a demon, it’s pretty good; but it’s also pretty nasty.
Drain began to walk away and the intruder thought, "He’ll let me live...".
Hundreds of sharp thorns emerged from the ten-foot spears, turning the intruder’s body into hanging pieces of flesh.