The second ogre was exceedingly easy to kill. It's guard was done, so there was no feeling of accomplishment. The blood I have available to draw from is quite abundant thus my main concern is increasing my spiritual power and spiritual control so I can more easily harness the power. However, I don't idle in the tunnel too long and head back to the fork in the cavern. There is only one tunnel left, so the chance that the exit is in that tunnel is quite high. Using the crystal from the fourth tunnel I enter into the fifth. I expect a number of vicious beings looking to end my life, but I am surprised by the number of normal looking humans who looked overjoyed when I entered through the invisible membrane.
"Our savior!" A mildly overweight middle-aged man strolls out of the crowd and spreads his arms in a welcoming manner. He removes his rather fine hat and introduces himself. "My name is Roofus V. Parillia, son of Albert V. Parillia. I welcome you hero as you are a sight for sore eyes. The people of my village and I were suddenly brought to this strange cavern. We have been here for years not needing food or water, but nonetheless stuck. With your arrival we finally have a shred of hope in which to escape!"
The middle-aged mans dark hair waves about as he moves in a rather exaggerated manner.
"Ah, yeah." These people definitely made me feel suspicious, and this man's over exaggerated display did not help that in the slightest. I awkwardly look around at the group of people who look towards me in awe. The only way to describe their attire compared to Roofus is shabby. These people were obviously peasants in their town and they also appear rather dirty.
"If you will, please follow me. We found a rather bizarre object at the end of this tunnel, if you could please take a look at it." Roofus begins to lead me down the tunnel lit by red-orange crystals.
"Oooahh!" One of the peasant like women seemingly tripped and fell on her face behind me. The people further behind our group walk further up closer to the front of our group and close in near the woman. All of their expressions appear slightly strained and their movements slightly fidgety.
"Are you alright?" I ask the fallen woman while spreading my spiritual sense to cover the crowd. I was surrounded, and as the woman looked up towards me her flesh turned bright crimson. After blinking her eyelids her eyes turned pure black as did her previously light brown hair. Her fingernails turn black and extend from her hands like claws. She opens her mouth revealing two rows of razor sharp shark-like teeth. An ear piercing screech explodes from her dark lips with a slight fog. Her legs swell as she builds forth power to burst towards me.
Using wind manipulation I burst backwards while drawing blood from the contract seal. As I emerge from the crowd I realize every single one of them are the same type of creature as the woman. Black hair sharp like needles. Teeth not dissimilar to those of sharks. Flesh colored similar to the innards of a watermelon. Their pitch black eyes are like staring into a bottomless pit. The crowd of thirty or more unknown demons stare at me with steaming drool dripping from the open mouths.
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"You people seriously give me the creeps." The blood I drew out takes takes the form of a long bladed scythe that releases a rather sinister aura. I burst forward from my position back into the crowd not giving them time to respond. The demons closest to me also charge towards me hoping to overpower me with numbers. Constantly enlarging and shrinking the scythe when necessary I slice through four of the red colored beings.
"Kaaaah" their screams are cut short as blood surges through their throats. Trace amounts of the blood from the scythe enters their bisected bodies. The demons that previously charged me back up and put themselves on the defensive.
"You are strong." The previously eloquent village chief no longer forms long sentences. The demons do not seem to have given up as they begin to draw in trace amounts of earthen element essence from the air into their bodies. The suction is incredibly powerful and draws essence from the whole range of the tunnel. While this amount of earthen essence could not do much in terms of a physical attack it can be used to enhance their body if they have the proper technique.
The previously mindless attacks of the demons change into trained tactics. Groups of five demons each attack in short intervals. This quick pace prevents me from swinging the long scythe without leaving large openings for them to attack me through.
"[Transform] Dual Wield." The blood which previously formed the large scythe forms into two smaller scythes. With the smaller weapons I may be able to repel their attacks more easily, but they have power in numbers, so they can wear me down quite easily.
Using wind manipulation once more I burst backwards and use the distance advantage to deal ranged damage. I throw the scythe in my left through the air.
"[Transform] Endless Needles." The scythe explodes in a haze of blood before several droplets each combine to form into five centimeter (two inch) long needles. Releasing vast amounts of spiritual energy I manipulate the wind to surge forth towards the demons at high speed.
Without being able to dodge countless demons are pushed back by the strong wind barely noticing the needles hidden within. While not every demon was struck by a needle the ones that were quickly released terrible screams as their blood was transformed and began attacking their internal organs. The few that were not struck were dumbfounded and turned around and ran.
"[Absorb]" I bring in a thin flow of blood until it suddenly stops. "Huh? that certainly isn't all the blood." Large amounts of blood begins to pool underneath the fallen corpses of the demons.