LET THE BEAST FREE (4)

Swish, swish swish... Crrreeesshhhhkk, crreeshhk crreeshhk crreeshhk crreeshhk...

Ciemnosc was now just a few meters above the ground. The second batch of enemies was with their feet against the ground and spread out so loosely that Ciemnosc might not target a tiny place only and yet manage to hit various of them at the same time. Their number had been consistently lowered, primarily because of heavy injuries, with those who died at his Mortal swords and dark Power Energy being the minority.

At this time, he kept slashing downwards, hacking and sweeping with his swords as those below him continued to do their own tactics to deal with him. Only a few seconds had passed since he started doing this. But not only was his enemy dealing with him appropriately, he was also being closed in from above and from his right. Which was where the last few Obsidiafying realm cultivators were coming at him.

Just after he began cutting down enemies like this, from a mild, long distance. His enemies below were already choosing to defend rather than attack and defend themselves. With only that change, Ciemnosc was having a sour time, even killing some Obsidiafying realm cultivators in the early and middle stages. Let alone those in the late stages or at the peak.

Even then, Ciemnosc was able to kill a few peak Obsidiafyin realm cultivators and some others at the peak. While those in the early and middle stages were being cut down and up constantly despite the efforts of those near them, trying to form a wall of protective Power Energy that was formed from the techniques they knew of and limited them to simply protect themselves.

However, that was entirely different from being able to send Power Energy out of one’s body, so those barriers could only resist so much before eventually breaking. If it wasn’t because of the Mortal swords’ power, then because of the dark Power Energy that wasn’t just super powerful, but also had properties which had anything it touched weaken; somehow.

The Obsidiafying, naturally, became used to and acclimatized to their sudden situation of dealing with such a brand new, unprecedented enemy. But those in the seats of the auditorium were still getting crazier by the seconds as it happened. The weaker staff members were somewhat glad their cultivation bases were bad and slow either because of laziness or ‘lack of talent’.

Students were terrified; on the other hand. They could not believe it, even though it happened a couple of times every second. How could a kid just deal with dozens and dozens of peak Obsidiafying realm cultivators who could be so easily killed by just the waves of dark colored Power Energy coming from those swords? Everyone wondered if there was something done to those poor Mortal weapons, they couldn’t help but think that Ciemnosc was truthfully possessed.

Every time they looked back at the battle, Ciemnosc would continue to slash downward and send dark colored Power Energy to the staff members’ bodies, making blood and flesh fly about every now and then, and managed to keep his altitude high despite not being able to fly. But they then had to keep retreating, evacuating to the side. Still, they couldn’t help themselves but look at the battle each time they stopped and had to wait their turn… it was that difficult to believe.

Swish, whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Ciemnosc heard the sounds of people flying towards him from the side earlier and closer than those above him. It was weird considering those above him were closer. But he ignored the notion as he stopped sending dark Power Energy with his Mortal weapons and allowed himself to fall down the air.

“...” There was a sudden silence all over the battle. Ciemnosc had quieted down and allowed his head to nosedive yet again. But only he knew what he was doing with his hands and the handles of his thin Mortal swords as those below him were trying to pick themselves up. While Ciemnosc was doing something unbeknownst to them, those with their feet against the ground were just starting to realize Ciemnosc was no longer attacking them.

As they also stopped attacking. Keeping their defenses on, they struggled just to keep their legs straight or even bent them to move a little. They found their bodies sore and their Power Energy wasted by a great margin. It wasn’t even half their storage of Power Energy that was consumed, but to deal with one single enemy and one at the Spirit Gathering realm, it was indeed a great margin.

“Take him already! Send all your power to trap him. He cannot be killed simply!” - “Try to grab him, don’t try killing him right way! It won’t work!” - “Work together, start the art!”

The ones below yelled to those coming to help kill Ciemnosc. They simply yelled aloud and didn’t bother to direct their voices towards anyone, simply yelling before trying hard to get to their own feet and receive Ciemnosc in a powerful strike with combined forces with each other. However, even trying to fly up was resulting difficult as they simply could not.

Opting to stay on the ground, the Obsidiafying realm cultivators searched for Ciemnosc in the air. While that was happening, those Obsidiafying realm cultivators coming to Ciemnosc at the side were confused and somewhat surprised to hear the others’ shouts. But while confused, they didn’t dare act stupid, for they themselves saw what that boy was capable of.

Identifying Ciemnosc’s body falling from the sky, they flew like a swarm towards him. They had their weapons and Power Energy ready and were about to surround Ciemnosc. They weren’t aiming to kill but to entrap and immobilize. The boy couldn’t move in the air anyway, and that was the greatest advantage they couldn’t let go of no matter what.

“...” On the other hand, the silent and tranquil Ciemnosc was no longer playing with his Mortal swords as he held a Supreme Powerful Stone with both hands and fingers. But attached to it was a very long chain that embraced it. Beyond that, the chain was attached to the handles of both Mortal swords, and instead of intertwining their handles, it was as if the chain was always part of the swords’ handles.

There were inscriptions on top of the Supreme Powerful Stone like a barrier was avoiding those inscriptions from directly being inscribed onto its surface. Following it, more inscriptions were being spread from the Supreme Powerful Stone to the chains and from there, to the handles of both thin Mortal swords.

It was a slow process, and Ciemnosc’s forehead had a few bullets of sweat. His fingertips had some sort of tiny glow coming off of them for a bit before finally disappearing. And just as the inscriptions began spreading towards the chains up the Mortal swords’ handles, Ciemnosc pushed the Supreme Powerful Stones downwards, which was actually upwards as he was noticing, making his swords come towards him and pointing at the ground with force.

Tap tap, futomp.

Grabbing their handles, the swords’ momentum stopped altogether, and the Supreme Powerful Stone no longer flew up. Not only did the Supreme Powerful Stone stop its trajectory, it even halted Ciemnosc’s fall. Just as he was going to meet the ground head one with the bunch of enemies not able to catch up to him despite already being on the ground, his body stopped, as if he was really now levitating. His body could be seen stuck in the air by those rushing on foot towards him. And even more quizzically for those who were flying towards him.

Swish, swish- WHOOOSH WHOOOSH…

Ciemnosc made a spin, the soles of his feet now facing the ground. That movement alone resumed the fall of his body thanks to gravity. His swords were swung a couple of times to his left and right, forming a protective cocoon of deathliness that forces those flying towards him from the side and on the ground to stop and defend themselves. As they did, they were forced to stop and no longer advance towards him as his body fell faster now!

However, those above were completely fine and unobstructed by his attacks just now. They were above in the air, completely harmless to the side attacks the kid made. Yet, just as Ciemnosc was a few tens of centimeters away from landing on the ground with his feet, he twisted his body with his right handed thin sword facing the left and holding at the left side of his abdomen.

His left handed sword already aiming at the sky and his fingers slowly, and smoothly, let go of it… as it shoot into the sky.

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Phew~.

With a slight sonic sound, one which came to be with Ciemnosc’s monstrous strength of 16,000 kg from just his left arm, the left handed sword flew up and left the ground level in just a moment. Ciemnosc then leaned his body to his back. Whereas his right handed sword was next, sent flying into the sky just as the Supreme Powerful Stone was about to become the center between both swords in a diagonal angle towards the sky.

Both swords, now shooting into the sky, made the Supreme Powerful Stone fly up with them, but only after the right handed sword picked up enough speed and kinetic force of its own. The left handed sword was 3 meters above the right handed one, and the Supreme Powerful Stone was about 4 meters behind the right handed sword in change.

“What is that?!” - “Avoid it. Those are the swords of evil, of darkness!” - “Detour around them, keep chasing the boy!!”

There was, of course, a reaction from those above, who were immediately met with a pair of Mortal swords aimed at their faces as they came flying down. But easily taking preventive measures against them, they began spreading from before meeting the swords head on.

Due to that movement, the inscriptions spreading through the chains finished meeting up with the handles. And just as the first few enemies were passing by the swords, who had by now lost all power to keep going skywards, half their blades were full of inscriptions. It was only since that time that the inscriptions began glowing, becoming array formation inscriptions and array formations at the most fundamental.

Just as half the enemies from above were passing by the swords, which were now somehow floating in the air and not falling for some reason, to the point that even some who sent their deathly techniques against them realized it was useless and their techniques did practically nothing; the entirety of both swords, the chain and the Supreme Powerful Stone’s inscriptions became glowy at once. But only the Supreme Powerful Stone, which had its inscriptions on top as if a barrier protected it, finally made contact with those inscriptions.

KAAKA-... BOOOOOOOOOOOM…

As soon as those inscriptions fell on the Supreme Powerful Stone completely, not a single one missing, the Supreme Powerful Stone broke out of nowhere like an egg thrown at a stone. Pure energy burst out from within it, and the swords it was connected to with the handles were even more so starting to crack on their own, a beautiful pure energy began sipping out of their blades and handles.

BOOOM, BOOOM… WHOOOOSH WHOOOOOSH- CRAAAAAAAAAACCCK!! KA PUM- BUM BUUUM BUUUUUUM, CRRRAAACKCKCCKKK~!!

The pure energy from the Supreme Powerful Stone made a devastating sound, immediately followed by the destruction of all order as the entire auditorium was illuminated by its pure light. The pure energy began to travel all around like snakes looking for prey but trapped in the dirt or a rock, unable to go too far away from the place they were stuck at.

It wasn’t enough to make the auditorium explode into several chunks and debris. But it was enough to create a wind that was capable of sending flying away tens of thousands of people all at once; which it did.

“AAAAAAAAAHH!!” - “I’M FALLING, FALLING, OH MY GOD I’M FALLIIIING HEEEEEEELP!” - “GWAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” - “I CAN’T FLY, HEEEEEELP!!”

Students began falling off the mountain, some injured to the point of unconsciousness from the expansive wave and some not so much. While some others were completely fine as they were unharmed. But all, each and every single one of them fell from the auditorium off the mountain.

“Get them to safety!” - “All supervisors, come to the rescue of the stud” The previous headmaster’s voice and others that remained behind could be heard shouting for the sake of the students being flowed away. But some were already crashing against the mountain or flying far away to be priority, or died. Yet, just as the shouts were ongoing, another 2 different sources of explosions were heard, and rather close to the first one.

The flying cultivators at the side were scared off immediately, and they retreated with the purpose to help the students who were flown away by the first explosion. Just then, the other 2 explosions went off. And before they knew it, it had created a wave of explosion, not expansive, that blasted towards them, to the sky, and to the peak of the mountain.

Within their widened eyes, they all could see those who were right above Ciemnosc engulfed one by one by that fearsome explosive wave. It was similar… like that of one of Ciemnosc’s slashes towards those on the ground, who could only see as another one of those explosive waves was coming right down at them, engulfing Ciemnosc first in the process.

“Get him! Protect yourselves. A little pure energy won’t do us nothing!” From below, a brave shout came out, but it was still filled with some fear. And from above, as if in response and in shock, as everyone saw those above Ciemnosc become completely engulfed, another shout to encourage them rang out. “Accompany me! Kill the kid while he’s weak!!”

“Kill the scum!” - “Kill this spawn of darkness! Free us to the light!” - “For the academy’s righteousness!!”

And so, just within ‘s Ciemnosceyes as they remained as darkest as always, even with the pure energy engulfing the sides of his head, those below him made the effort to fly up and grab Ciemnosc’s body while hands from above him to his back were appearing one by one, each of them purely empowered by Power Energy as any technique would end up becoming supper to these explosive waves and the cluster of pure energy.

It was, just as Ciemnosc’s feet and shoulders were about to be grasped by many hands and forearms in a hug; that he took out another 4 thin Mortal swords, all connected by an even larger chain that was linking them all together. But more specifically, 2 of those swords were connected to one Supreme Powerful Stone, while another 2 swords were connected to another with the same chain. The pairs of swords weren’t sharing the chain directly with the others. But the Supreme Powerful Stones they were connected to shared the chain that intertwined with each other.

Just as he took them out, inscriptions could be seen on the chains and on top of the Supreme Powerful Stones, while the blades of both pairs of swords were about to be fully covered by the same.

Clank clank, clin clin, clank… swish swish, swish swish, whoosh - whoosh…

Slowly and even somewhat melancholy, the swords fell with the tip aimed at the ground, and further below that, the peak of the mountain. Among them was the sound of the chain moving and clashing with itself as it happened, followed by the Supreme Powerful Stones that fell at an initially regular speed, pulled downwards by the falling swords.

“...” Ciemnosc was all alone with his hands empty… as the hands of others grabbed his body.

Pum apm pam, pom… pom pom… pam, p- ckrsheerr, ckrsheerr…bang, pom, slap…

Outside of the cluster of pure energy and the explosive waves of the same, barely some sounds of beatings could be heard. Despite the Obsidiafying realm and Conflagrate realm cultivators flying all around to save as many students as possible, sometimes even elaborating ‘arts’ that were handy to save massive numbers of students at the same time such as nets, wobbly barriers that students could safely bounce on, and wind flying as they commanded.

They could still hear those sounds as those inside the clusters of pure energy were… not light on whatever was happening. One thing could be certainly understood, however, and that was that the very same person seemed to be hit almost half a dozen times every second. It could be noticed by how the sounds repeat at one single place, and the sounds that are different from that are just those which happen whenever those half a dozen hits to the same person are landing.

Instead of becoming slower or less noisy, the sounds of the beatings taking place became louder and louder, with the occasional cut-off screams of terror, agony and despair. To boot, there started to be crushing, ripping, and tearing sounds of bodies by the time half the cluster of pure energy was beginning to dissipate at last.

In just a few more minutes, however, the cluster of pure energy began to dissipate completely. The songs of beatings had already toned down by a lot, and the tearing sounds, though more common than before, had also been slowed down in their consistency. Knowing that the fight could only be lengthy because of one sole reason, the Obsidiafying realm and Conflagrate realm cultivators helping around, which were by now freeing themselves after putting everyone else safely down the mountain nearby, began closing in on the dissipating cluster of pure energy.

It was safe by now, to come close to the cluster of pure energy, as it even seemed like a single whooshing breeze could drive away the remaining pure energy. Yet, nobody dared to lift it up. Waiting became the activity everyone could only do now, with the headmaster having come closer but still farther away than anyone else.

As time passed, the cluster of pure energy revealed a body standing and topless, with most of its pants gone. While before this figure, a dozen figures either lay on the ground, powerless but still alive, or standing still, limp and without much strength left.

“Gnaw gnaw, nom nom nom…” At last, Ciemnosc was visible standing in front of the dozen other figures who were weakened, weaker, and afraid of him. However, he was doing something that was more than obvious to the new sets of eyes gazing at him since the dissipating of the cluster of pure energy. Munching on a hand with his two eyes opened fully and looking around without emotion.

“Hm, ptoey.” Ciemnosc looked at the remaining dozen victims of his, still to be killed off, chewed a little, and then stored as snacks for later. He took a step forward after spitting the hands out of his mouth, his shoulders were fine, but his shoulder blades were bloody and had obvious openings that showed his muscles and bone.

Yet, those parts of him were slowly beginning to heal, the bones and muscles weren’t visibly healing, but the skin was, and it was already covering a third of the openings that it had. Though it wasn’t a much efficient healing, only his skin was being restored, somehow. It was enough to creep everyone else out and also to make them even more apprehensive.

Step! Step step step step step step step step!

Yet, that wasn’t enough for them to let Ciemnosc get close to those 12 that were the only ones surviving from a total of 2 groups of several dozen Obsidiafying realm cultivators. Even as the realization of what that meant hit them, they all took a step forward to stop Ciemnosc from reaching those 12, as they all dashed towards him with the intention to kill the injured monster!

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