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Joan didn’t commanded anybody, but his words and will, and especially how amazing he was at fighting drove people naturally to his side, knights, soldiers, long villager friends and people that hunted with him, everyone was led by him without the young man realizing it. He was incredibly charismatic despite how he never thought of himself as anything much. Charging forward with his group of over twenty men, he began to pierce through dozens of demons at once. His spear, drenched in the blood of demons, constantly asked for more and more demonic energy and blood to sustain itself. Although Joan had noticed something odd with his weapon at this point, he had not paid attention to it as this was the middle of an intense war where the smallest of distractions could mean their demise.
“CHARGE!!!”
Joan roared like a barbarian more than a soldier, as the rest of his men ran forward, slashing through the demons with great strength and precision. It seemed that Joan was developing something more than merely being a Farmer, or perhaps, he had already exceeded the power that a Farmer was thought to have, as he had leveled up many times, especially in this war were he had slain many demons, he constantly felt stronger, although due to the accumulated exhaustion, it was hard to tell if he had truly grown at all.
Unlike his son’s refined spear techniques, he didn’t had any particular name to his techniques, which he only had sharpened through the constant use of the spear as his best weapon against large prey like the wild boars. He lacked any skill to supplement the weapon as well, and merely used it through his accumulated experience.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
His spear moved swiftly in the frontlines as he hit three Imps consecutively with the tip of the spear, piercing through their heads and splattering their brains out into the floor. Joan sighed once more, noticing a larger demon behind him!
“Who…?!”
Redder skin, a larger frame, and a muscular body, wielding a big, black sword. Without a doubt, that was an evolved demon, a Red Oni! And not only that, but it came with many other Imps behind him, all of them were Class Imps, being either Warriors, Thieves, Assassins, Berserk, and more. Sometimes, when Imps couldn’t evolve, they ended “pseudo evolving” into these Class-type Imps. Their growth would be stopped forever but they would have greater strength than their peers from the get-go.
“Grugrah! Kragahah gekh!” The Red Oni spoke a demonic tongue nobody could understand but themselves, commanding the dozen of Imps to rush towards Joan. They had already set him as a target and wanted to stop him from doing anything funny until the Giant Demon could reach them so they could be easily finished with strong stepping attacks. Joan noticed that his large kill count constantly made him a threat to the demons, who were fairly intelligent little bastards.
“Come at me!” Joan roared without any hint of cowardliness like his son often does, as his spear moved like an extension of his body. Lukas who was at his side also helped, swinging his long yet light silver-covered sword and slashing through the Imps. Some of them held large shields made out of monster bones and leather, capable of withstanding Jean’s attacks, only for a [Shield Bash] from his Silver Snail Spirit to quickly push them away and then finish them off with a strong piercing attack with the tip of the young knight’s sword, piercing through the Imp’s neck.
CLASH!
“GRAAH…!”
Several Imps already laid dead in the floor, as the Red Oni couldn’t believe how strong these humans could be. However, as someone that was fighting to gain new land and make his own kin prosper, the Red Oni ran forward and confronted Joan, requesting a 1v1 fight.
“GRUKAH!”
Or well, he forced it. The Red Oni leaped into the air and clashed against Joan with his sword, Joan hurriedly defended himself with the small shield he was given, which he attached to his left arm.
CLASH!
“You bastard…! Are you angered I killed your friends? Come at me!” Joan provoked the Red Oni, as the demon roared, showing off his sharp teeth and suddenly imbuing demonic energy into his blade, which gained a red-colored demonic flame covering it all… Joan quickly realized this was Cursed Flames, a different type of Demon Fire that could cause severe and painful burns imbued with curses that drained away the stamina of the target they wounded.
“You damn demons always with your tricks…!” Joan roared, pushing forward as he swung his spear, unconsciously infusing mana into it, as it suddenly flashed with a bright black light, covering it as well! “What…?!”
Joan was shocked when this happened, as his spear clashed against the Red Oni’s sword, a shockwave of cursed dark energies was unleashed into the sky, shaking the surroundings loudly as the Red Oni was taken aback.
“Grukah?!” The Red Oni groaned in surprise, realizing that Joan had a Cursed Weapon as well, and a strange one at that! The demon quickly took notice of the spear draining away part of the flames from his sword, and somehow copying it temporarily, as Joan’s spear was also imbued in such flames, which didn’t burn him!
“This is… What kind of spear did my son made?!” Wondered Joan, although he didn’t had time to think, and quickly used this opportunity of surprise to attack the Red Oni with a strong barrage of piercing attacks, one after the other, like a rain of needles!
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
The Red Oni was forced into a defensive stance as he gritted his teeth. The demon quickly moved forward recklessly and angered by the strange weapon of this human, attempting to slice his hands so he wouldn’t be able to wield such a weapon that shouldn’t belong to humans! The Red Oni’s cursed sword was imbued with even more demonic energy, as an explosive flame slash clashed against Joan with great intensity!
“RAAH!”
BOOOM!
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