Damien stood his ground after beheading the demon, awaiting the others that were soon to locate where he was.
Ding!
«You have slain a Grade Six Demon! +10Exp!»
This was all Damien needed to confirm the demon’s ranking. It was around the same rank as him and since he could deal with a Grade Six mana beast just as easily as he’d dealt with the demon, Damon classified it as the same. Even the notification had stated so.
This was Damien’s first encounter with a demon the system classified as Grade Six. The Demlings he’d slain had just being that. Demlings.
“So basically, I’m stronger that an average Grade Six mana beast or demon but still weaker than the average Grade Five. Something in between.” Damien murmured, rubbing his head with one hand and brandishing his sword with the other hand.
Kaaareeei!
Another demonic screech rang out followed by the appearance of a grotesque figure that made Damien want to close his eyes to avoid looking at it. However, it was impossible to have his eye closed if he planned to defeat it.
Thud!
The muffled landing of the demonic creature seemed to quake the earth a little. Damien simply stood there, observing the thing that stood a few metres away from him in all of its “uniqueness”. It was a merged mess of flesh and what seemed like liquid. Something one could easily classify as an experimental failure.
“And what the hell made you this way? What made you different from the others?” Damien asked despite knowing he wasn’t going to receive an answer.
Instead, it was another ear piercing screech he got.
“Yeah. I don’t think I’ll be keeping you alive.” Damien whispered under his breath before disappearing.
Swooosh…
It was like he’d blended with the wind in front of the demon and then he suddenly appeared once again, his sword slicing at the lower half of the demon’s body.
Puck!
The sword dug into the demon’s body and then it stopped.
“Thick!” Damien commented, pulling the sword back out in the same way it had entered.
The demon suddenly grew large elongated hands from both sides and with a speed that was impossible for a creature its size, the demon clapped.
Boom!
Damien, the intended target of the clap was faster, sucking beneath the attack that was meant to squish him to bits. Luckily, he’d ducked just in time for the clap to take place above his head.
From underneath the hands, Damien rolled out, dragging his weapon along. “We’ve only just begun but I might have to end you before the others arrive.”
Wasting no time, he rushed toward the demon again, sliding between hands that were out to get, squeeze, or pop him.
Finally, he closed the distance again and as he swung his sword this time, he increased the force of the attack.
Thwack!
Splat!
Black thick blood poured out of the cut, splattering onto the ground and sinking into it. “Huh?” Damien was surprised to see the blood eat through the ground but he wasn’t a slow one.
“Acidic blood, huh?” Damien pulled back his sword and leaped away to avoid another attack from the demon and then closed the distance again. His sword slashed at another part of the demon, digging deeper through its blob like body. The cut was clean and precise and Damien inwardly congratulated himself for such a feat.
“Lets find out if your corrosive blood can actually eat through the bone of a Grade Five mana beast.” Damien slashed at the demon once again, drawing out another round of thickened black blood.
Splat!
It sprayed on the ground, digging through it in seconds and the demon moved again but before its attack could land, Damien had changes locations, arriving behind the demon with his sword raised into the air with both hands.
“Die now!” Damien roared, his blade slicing through the demon from the top to the bottom.
Splat!!
His sword went theoight the demon’s insides, spewing out even more blood. “Looks like it lacks bones. That would explain why it moved similarly with Luton.” Damien murmured to himself as he watched the demon split into two.
Thud! Thud!
The both parts of the demon’s sliced body fell in different directions.
Ding!
«You have slain a Half Grade Six demon! +5Exp!»
Reading through the information on the notification panel, Damiwn frowned. “Tsk! Half Grade. It failed to rise higher and ended up like that.”
Because of its failure to advance, Damien’s experience points was halved which didn’t sit quite right with him.
Just when he dismissed the thought of it, he sensed multiple figures approaching his location from different directions and Damien forced a smile.
At least these ones were all Grade Six. He could feel it. Having dealt with one already, he could already estimate how powerful the rest would be.
Thud!
Thud!
Damien watched as the first demon arrived and soon came a second and then a third and a fourth.
He could still feel more closing in but as for the four demons, each of them greatly resembling the first Grade Six demon he’d slain, Damien chose to attack.
Kareeii!
One of them screeched loudly, giving out their location to whatever demons were on their way here. “You all really have to stop doing that. It’s hurting my ears.” Damien frowned, his face darkening, and for the first time. His murderous intent was revealed. For the first time, he wanted nothing more than to slay the demons surrounding him.
For the first time, Damien wanted to personally go on a killing spree. “Now, die.” He roared as he charged toward the demon closest to him. The demon screeched again, snapping two off the spikes on its head to use as weapons to combat Damien. So did the others.
Damien hadn’t even attacked them but they were ready to attack with their spikes in hand.
Damien who’d dealt with the first demon knew just the right amount of strength he needed to exert to shatter the spikes in the hands of these creatures and luckily, he has it.
Bang!
Crack!
His bone sword clashed with the spikes of the first demon, shattering them completely and with a second swing of his blade…
Thud!
The demon’s dropped fell to the ground before the others could reach Damien. “Come.” Damien called out to the others.
“And die.” He declared.