Legend-tier, the fourth tier in a daemon's evolution. It centers on a lot of different myths and legends like how a daemon at this level would not be met with a level cap.
Daemons of this tier were known all over the World and on Earth, there were only six of them in existence.
The Pixie Lord flew towards Section 5, its aim was simple, take Sylva's soul and then evolve. Tonight was the red night, the night when the moon bleeds.
According to the legends, for Pixies to become Spirits one would need the moon to take away their blood.
'If I take her soul, I'll be able to ascend... I'll be able to pave a way for my people to live on.'
The blood of the Pixie Lord would be sacrificed and Sylva's Golden Soul should become the Pixie Lord's sustenance. The Pixie Lord was doing all this trouble so that his people could live on.
Their numbers were already too much to be sustained through the Meat Crystals they had in possession. Only the Pixie Lord knew of this problem, and in three years, they would need to go find a new source.
"The wound is becoming a hindrance; in ten minutes I'll bleed out if I don't close it."
Flying past various places, his internal bleeding continued to widen and grow larger. He showed a powerful front earlier, managing to wound the Ogre Berserker of the Ogre Tribe, but that was it.
He had already used up most of his strength in that single slash and now, he was barely holding on.
'Running away was for the best... I would have died if I stayed there... honor be dammed.'
The Ogre Berserker's species was not named Berserker just for fun, if the Berserker was truly pushed, the Pixie Lord would not last a single punch.
He was already weakened and he couldn't possibly win against the Chief.
But this should be enough to raid the Ogre Village.
The Pixie Lord looked at his wounds and only stopped the bleeding inside. Two of his ribs were broken, the sharp edges of the ribs punctured some of his internal organs worsening his situation.
COUGH!
Blood flew out of his mouth; the internal bleeding had worsened.
But with the usage of Mana, he stopped the internal bleeding. He couldn't heal himself and relied only on the innate powers of his body.
The Pixie Lord passed various locations; he did not care about anything nor did he care about the Pixies that had been kept as prisoners. He could save them after getting Sylva's Soul and evolving... he could save them all later.
Two hours later, he managed to reach the Village of the Ogres, where no one was on guard. Only the elderly and the children remain and as he stood fifty meters away from the Ogre Village, the Pixie Lord smiled.
"I can finally reach it. Just a little more and I'll be able to reach the Rawa. I can do it." He had sacrificed so much to fail now.
The Ogre Village was lit up, from the bonfire that had been set up by the elderly.
"I can kill them in seven seconds, my MP may be nearing empty, but I have this scythe with me."
In the hands of the Pixie Lord was the scythe he called upon when the Blood Moon arose. He moved back and got ready to swing his scythe, casualties would be taken care of later, the Pixie Lord only wish to get Sylva by any means necessary!
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He raised the scythe and got ready to swing it, but not everything was going to work because of one simply detail — Lilith's plan B was posted in this area.
Stab
"Huh?" The Pixie Lord looked at the sword that penetrated his abdomen from behind.
It was silent, undetectable.
"Fuck off!" The Pixie Lord made a massive swing and sent the person in the shadow retreating in haste.
The Pixie Lord could barely see its assailant, it was dark, and its being blended in the shadows.
The fain silhouette retreated, it wished to take the head of the Pixie Lord in one fell swoop but only ended up with a single stab on the back.
"Tsk, that is not enough."
Dhampy cursed as she observed the movements of the Pixie Lord. The Lord at this moment already had its eyes as red as crimson.
Glaring!
It was angered to no end.
Wind began picking up.
"Who are you?" it asked in a cold tone.
"Your death!" she calmly answered.
Dhampy was sure she could take the Pixie Lord.
With the simple reasoning of the Pixie Lord being too injured to move properly. The Pixie Lord has no strength, and with Dhampy being the only one who can protect everyone in the Village she can’t do anything other than try.
‘I’m out leveled… he’s too strong, but I can hunt him.’
Dhampy darted forward crossing the distance between them, she lowered her body as much as possible and swung the sword in her hand.
Clang!
However, it was blocked by the scythe.
"Stop getting in my way, you worm!"
The Pixie Lord retaliated and picked up Dhampy by the shoulder, the Pixie Lord raised her high up and then bam! He smashed Dhampy to the ground repeatedly.
He was showing a powerful front, but every movement he made sapped away what little remainder of his life.
‘DIE ALREADY!’ he screamed in his head.
But Dhampy wouldn’t die like this, she stabbed her shoulder and through it she guided the blade and took the Pixie Lord’s fingers!
Slash!
Three fingers flew into the air!
The Pixie Lord staggered! Dhampy was in pain, but pain had never got in the way of a mission. She pushed through with gritted teeth.
She aimed for the head.
STAB!
Blood flew off, but what she got was the Pixie Lord’s already bleeding left hand.
“Got you now.” Grabbing the undead’s sword, the Pixie Lord gathered his strength on his right hand.
He had managed to close the wound on his internal organs, but Dhampy’s stab caused another large opening.
If he wishes to cling to life, then this was his only chance!
LIVE! I WANT TO LIVE!
The Pixie Lord was merely clinging to desperation to stay alive. Drawing out what little life he had left he swung it with all that he had!
‘I have come too far! Sacrificed too much!’
Dhampy felt threatened, her life was in danger.
Letting go of the sword’s hilt, Dhampy dove down.
SWOOSH!
The Pixie Lord missed!
Before the Pixie Lord could even recover, Dhampy merely grabbed her sword again and yanked her sword out. Spinning around, she targeted his right hand.
Slash!
A vertical slash, it was cut cleanly. His blood created a beautiful arc, and with the red moon, his blood was like art.
"I can't die here...ugh!" He wished to live, but his other arm was severed as well. And as his hands were cleared off, something was mixed with the pain he felt something weird.
Was it because of all the blood that he lost? Was his head not working properly? The Lord did not know. But with his body now devoid of strength, the feeling of liberation came onto him.
'Ah, death is coming.'
He came the sudden realization.
He was someone no one got to know. But as the Pixie Lord looked at Dhampy one last time, he asked her one last thing.
"Please, take care of my people!"
Dhampy was surprised, but as her sword traveled a horizontal path, she spoke, "That’s up to the boss to decide."
And then the head of the Pixie Lord finally flew into the air.
The Pixie Lord's story was nothing grand. He was a daemon ruling over the Pixies. He was once considered a good ruler, but as the population of the Pixies grew, food soon became scarce in their territory.
Even after retrieving all of the Meat Crystals, it was still not enough.
And as he had to find a way in order to get food for everyone, he began plotting on conquering the other sections and get more food. He willingly sacrificed one of his daughters to become a golden sacrifice and killed off his wife to become a good ruler who can provide for his people.
If all went well, it wouldn’t even be the Pixie Lord who would devour Sylva’s Soul, but his other daughter whose role was to one day lead the Pixies to prosperity.
All that he wanted was for his Race to thrive and survive. It was his job as the Lord to ensure their future, but in the end, he failed. Upon his death, he did not reflect on his wrongdoings, he only wished that with his death, the Pixies may be granted a better life.
In the world of humans or daemons, life was a priority and as one life comes and one life goes not everyone's story is told.
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Dhampy received multiple notification of her levelling up. She sadly did not reach level 40 despite killing someone whose level was clearly in the hundreds.
Taking his remains, Dhampy left to report to her boss.
[] Kill the Pixie Lord (Complete)
Lilith got to know the death of the Pixie Lord has finally been completed.