"So that old fart is dead, uh? Ahaha! AHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAAH!" I have received good news thanks to the thing everyone in this world calls 'system voice.' The elf god has died, so your power seal has vanished along with them, and power restrictions have been revoked.
"AHAHAHAH! CURSE YOU! CURSE YOU ALL! I'M BACK BITCH!" With this last exclamation of happiness, I finally get to show off my full strenght once again just to remind every little living creature left on this planet to feel the aura of true despair and oppression I once held over everyone not too long ago.
The clouds are still purple around me, but not for long as I access my battle form, the same form I used to beat up the Witch Queen and the Elf patriarch, which cleans the weather according to my liking in a 100-mile radius in this case, being the purple skies which violently fight back my forceful cleanup.
Everyone I was fighting alongside soon turned around in awe as I cleared up the battlefield with my mind alone. The timing couldn't have been any better as I was already doing well with my power restriction, but now, with that shit gone, I've become genuinely unstoppable once more!
"You were the Outlander assassin all this time!? RUN! EVERYONE! GET AWAY FROM HIM!" One of the adventurers I had become quite fond of in the last several weeks of travel suddenly snatches my true identity to the rest, and of course, he soon pays the price with his life as I make his head explode with a finger beam.
"You can all live if you follow me or die out here fighting these monsters; it's your choice. I give you ten seconds to decide." I turn around to the rest of my adventurer teammates or, well, the people that I had been hanging out with for the past few days. There have been only four or three of them now, and one is dead.
The one I killed was actually the only other guy at the party, while the rest, well, let's just say there was a good reason I was even willing to let them join me back at my place. Three beautiful young women between the ages of 15 and 19.
All three had their quirks, two being elves and the last a Witch of all things. However, since neither of them was present to witness my destruction, I was sure they would at least consider coming along, and just when I opened my heart up for them, they all rejected me in the most disrespectful way possible.
"Maximize magic! Ice shot!" "Maximize Magic! firebal!" Both of the elf chicks choose to throw me an elemental combo that was meant to freeze me first and then deal more damage by cause of melt, and I don't even bother dodging; I just let their attacks hit me, which creates a huge dust cloud.
As soon as their attacks land and the dust cloud hides my body inside it, I can hear the happy cheering from the gals who think they have just blown me away with that simple, cheap shit like I'm some sort of stupid loser. I mean, talk about stupidity. Not even before that would've done much damage.
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"Guys, I wouldn't be cheering; I can still feel his mana, and it's terrifying. I yield, Master Julius, please spare my life." The witch of all people soon throws her weapon down and kneels to me, just in the position I like to be praised on. That was good enough for me not to end her life already, but I would surely take things further as soon as I was over with the elf girls who frantically started casting low-level magic rays and balls toward me.
"Enough." All it takes for the dust cloud around me to vanish and the girl's attacks to stop is one word, which freezes both of them in place, unable to speak or move one bit. I place my attention on the bustier of the elf girls as I prepare my blade to cut her tits off and kill her for trying to kill me.
"You may speak but will not be able to move." I grant their bodies permission to open their mouths so they can try and talk their way out of this, which they immediately start doing by claiming innocence and trying to place the blame on the witch and each other.
"Please! Don't kill me! I'll let you fuck me! I'll suck your dick! Please!" The bustier, more curved elf girl pleads with me as my blade slowly cuts into her flesh. "Will you do as I say?" I ask one more time, stopping my blade from cutting deeper just to give the bitch a sense of false hope.
"Yes, my lord! I'll never try to disobey you EVER! You can do whatever you want with me!" The elf girl finishes her pleads, and I immediately chop both of her breasts off with a single lightning slash. The girl's blood rushes out like a fountain in an instant, which pleases me, alongside her hopeless, shocked face of pain and horror combined.
As the girl without breasts processes her pain with her mouth still wide open, I take the opportunity to stab her in the head through her open mouth, ending up with my blade out at the back of their skull, killing her in an instant. Yet, just to be sure, before her body even crumbles down, I cut it right in half just to defile her body even more.
The second, more petite elf girl soon starts screaming and crying for her dead friend, but it only pleases me even more as the witch girl covers her ears while still on her knees next to them. "Shut the fuck up and die already, you're annoying."
I finish up the second girl even more violently by making her entire body blow up like a balloon with the simple move of my hand closing and opening, covering the witch lady with their insides and blood remains. "You're indeed the only one I will need. Come then. I trust you know how to suck a dick?"
I soon extended my hand toward the Witch named "Jane" if I didn't remember it wrong. "Are you playing with me, or will you actually spare me?" Jane cautiously stood up as she grabbed my hand, still deeply afraid of me, which I disliked. Yet it would be understandable why she would be frightened, and she should, in all honesty.
"You're fine, just relax already. I'm not going to kill you."
[Thousands of miles away at the papal city]
What the? That aura! The power that killed Claudia and the patriarch. I knew I would have to beat that arrogant guy up one day, but the timing couldn't be any worse. The waves are still going, and even with the help of my kids, thousands of people are still dying; if a fight between me and that prick broke out, then millions would die.
Damn it, if he was going to show off his power like that, then he left me with no option but to act even more carefully. Fighting is not my thing, and while I could easily beat him, I do not wish to use the valuable power the world needs on a prick like him.
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