Damian stopped thinking about distracting things and, while flying, took out a steel mana cube from his spatial storage and gave it to Mindseer.
“What is it?” she asked, prying her eyes off of the thousands of black monsters beneath them.
“Waygate tool. Get us to Bloodedge,” Damian replied.
Mindseer’s brows raised for a second, but then she understood how it worked. It had been so long she had forgotten that Waygate used memories and a close bond to target a person instead of having fixed positions.
Damian weaved multiple spells as Mindseer used her liquid mana to power the cube and opened a Waygate. Damian could sense the guy; he was with his flying black army—the ones who had survived.
Bloodedge knew Damian would come for him, most likely why he was trying so hard to get back to his army and had these flying monsters around him to protect himself.
Mindseer and Damian flew in the Waygate and came out near Bloodedge. Unsurprisingly, the second they emerged, tens of flying monsters unleashed all three of their fire, ice and psychic common attacks at full force. Damian had activated the air shield spells before he could even open his eyes.
When the attacks paused, Damian activated another runic circle, creating continuous light structures(Sariel’s modified spell) aimed at all nearby black monsters. The light constructs exploded all around them, tearing the flying monsters into pieces as Damian and Mindseer flew above the chaos and saw Bloodedge still trying to fly away, leaving half the hundreds of flying monsters behind. The other half were still following him.
Damian modified the flying spell, increasing their speed past what any normal mage could achieve—and in seconds, cleaving through the black army with a huge aura sword enhanced by his paper-thin aura cutting spell, Damian reached near Bloodedge and launched his invisible box spell, capturing the guy inside.
Damian cleared the sky of all remaining monsters with over five runic circles throwing light constructs constantly all around him—in minutes, over 300-plus flying black evolved pigmen were dead and had crashed down onto the white snow, littering it with black blood and pieces of flesh.
Damian and Mindseer flew closer to the invisible box. Bloodedge had already tried all the usual punching, sword slashes, and spells against the box and had failed to achieve anything. Even the flying monster he was riding was trapped inside along with him. Damian pulled out his flaming spear and opened a wormhole inside the invisible box stepping in, Mindseer following behind, constructing her light aura sword and holding it tight.
Bloodedge sent dozens of big red arcs at the opening of the wormhole as they came through. Damian had kept the air shields active—one would assume the guy would learn after seeing it once.. But nope. Without a single word, Damian scorched the flying beast to cinders using his red and black soulbound spear. Then the three of them just stared at each other.
“It’s over, Bloodedge,” Mindseer said at last.
“It is useless. All of you have already lost. When he comes, all of you will beg for mercy before him…”
Bloodedge said, his eyes dark yellow with red blood vessels making him look increasingly disturbing. The man’s face looked like he was on drugs or something. Whatever the Demon Lord had done to him.. It may have increased his strength slightly, but the cost he had paid for it was huge.
“This is the power he offered?” Damian spoke up. “For this flimsy power, you became his slave?”
“You know nothing about his greatness. He commands millions at once.. You are nothing before him. I have awakened him. He knows you are here—he will come for you, all of you.” Bloodedge replied, raising his sword as if that would give his words more weight.
“What have you done!? You traitorous bastard! Have you truly forgotten what you are?” Mindseer shouted, though Bloodedge seemed to ignore her completely. Damian heard her mutter, “We should have killed you right after it..”
“Very well,” Damian replied. “How about this? You have two choices. I keep you, torture you for days for any useful info till this greatness arrives.. Though, that’s just a secondary thing—I think the enjoyment and stress relief I’ll get from it will be much more valuable than any info. Second, you do as I say word for word, and you just might live to see this Demon Lord fall to his knees like every single one of my opponents did before this..”
“You are an abomination of an existence, kid. I won’t deny that. But you are greatly mistaken if you think you can rival the Herald of Chaos..” Bloodedge spat back.
“What will it be?” Damian asked, his face scarier than the third-ranker facing him. Mindseer eyed him from the side, but soon she too glared at Bloodedge.
Bloodedge looked at his sword in hand and decidingly threw it aside. “I will do as you say. I have seen your ridiculous abilities. I am not keen on dying.”
Damian nodded and, before his eyes, weaved the runic circle of the Divine Seeker Chains spell and activated it, targeting the guy and taking away his access to mana. The emotions going through Bloodedge’s mind as he did this were anger, frustration, fear, and determination—that Damian had not expected. Why was the guy so loyal to the Demon Lord? Was it the dark influence guiding his feelings?
“What have you done to me!?” Blodedge shouted, realizing what was wrong with him, Damian ignored him.
The Bloodedge he knew was a person who followed the strongest; he was not the most loyal one. That much was clear—he never hid it to begin with.
Keeping the guy alive was for just one reason: Damian wanted to see if he could control the black army without mana or not. It was an effect of an Esper power, so the need for mana should not be necessary. If he couldn’t control them—then he was useless. Asking his three questions, Damian planned to be done with him. He had already given the guy one chance—he was out of mercy now.