V2 Chapter 122
The leader of the group suddenly blanked out for a moment, then all the fine hairs on his body stood erect as a cold and bloody killing intent instantly surrounded him. He didn’t understand how this slender and thin-looking masked man possessed such fierce bloody killing intent.
Just who is this man?
Each of them, feeling the burst of killing intent suddenly felt the urge to turn around and run. The stench of blood in the air, even though they are veteran demons in the battlefield, the density of the blood in the air makes even them felt weak in the knees.
It was suffocating, nauseating—like blood was smeared in their nostrils.
What kind of murderous intention is this thick?!
Just how many people does one have to kill to accumulate such blood smelling murderous intention?!
“Don’t fear him!! Kill him!!”
Seeing that battle is inevitable, the leader immediately snapped out from his daze and cried out in madness.
“Kill!!!”
The group immediately released their auras and murderous intention and rushed towards Cian. A series of colorful magic spells flew towards Cian which didn’t give him any room to dodge. But, Cian flashed as if he was some kind of evil spirit, and along with a yellow-colored light, some kind of invisible barrier blocked these attacks, and then before anyone could understand what had happened, a powerful shockwave came out from the masked man's body and attacked from different directions.
It’s as if a bomb had exploded and a powerful pushing force struck the people rushing at Cian. And even the magic spells turned back and shot towards where they came from as if being reflected.
Two unfortunate people, who were much closer than to Cian than the others were sent flying to the air like a broken kite, and with an explosion sound, they exploded into ground meat in the air. This caused not so little disturbance as the remaining survivors hurriedly jumped away, escaping with their lives.
The leader of the group sensed surging strange fluctuation, so not daring to come into contact with them, he jumped, then along with the brandishing of the spear in his hand, thousands of radiance completely surrounded Cian trying to fight back, and as if all the air of the surrounding had disappeared, this pressured made him unable to breathe.
Cian frowned slightly—as expected of an elite, the strength of this man was good. Just looking at the might of this move, he was absolutely not lower than Marquis-level Demons. But, Cian didn’t move to dodge as if he was petrified due to fear. If this was before, Cian might actually have to dodge, as his strength is not enough to completely nullified the power, but now was completely different!
His strength had progressed tremendously in this past years and even his control on the {Vector Body} had already passed a certain threshold!
The leader of the attacker instinctively felt restless in his heart, as far as he knew, the strength of the masked man he had felt basing on his aura, absolutely wasn’t limited to this. Though, he's not as powerful as him. However, at this time, he suddenly felt danger from behind, so dismissing his move, he turned around, and his spear violently emitted a burst of radiance protecting his body.
Boom, the man was hit by the two compressed little fireballs and his blood and demonic aura began churning. However, his mind couldn't help but ponder, he didn’t understand how these fireballs tracked him. The man’s toughness was extraordinary, and he hurriedly jumped back, calming down his churning blood and magic power, then turning around, he looked at the masked-man with surprise. Just how strong is this man?
He was feeling as if he was under some sort of illusion, and that person before him was not the real one but was eyeing him from everywhere.
This kind of feeling was extremely uncomfortable!
Like he was a prey trapped in a helpless and despairing cage.
The leader gnashed his teeth, unwilling to accept the situation.
With a stubborn expression, he then pointed the spear tip at the masked man. And at the same time, his body flashed with black mist, condensing a domain in an instant.
“Domain!”
Cian became solemn. He truly hadn’t expected that this man who didn’t appear that old in age actually had reached such realm—true Duke Level. Before, when he was only an upstart, he had managed to beat the old duke because he had taken by surprise, not waiting for him to create his domain. If it was before, he would have panicked—but now…
Cian only snorted.
This kind of beginner level Domain… it’s nothing to the current him!
“You are correct, moreover, this isn’t a normal domain. In this Dark Night domain, other than dark magic, all other magic and skills cannot be used. Furthermore, my strength is doubled within this domain, so unless your strength has reached Duke Realm as well, you have to obediently admit defeat.” the leader complacently said.
Although he was not a true Duke Realm, and just can be considered as Pseudo-Duke Realm, still he was proud of his power and talent. He was hailed as a prodigy by many people.
Seeing his irritation smug face, Cian just smirked under the mask. The strength of the leader of this group appeared to have barely reached Duke Realm, and after his strength was doubled, he, however, became very terrifying, but, this also ignited wild trait in the blood of Cian who wished for battle and bloodshed.
He didn’t know he had this trait before. Aside from having the Blood of the Demon coursing through his veins, he had always hated it back in the previous world. But after coming into this world, he realized that he was not much different from his sister—he too desired battle!
“Is that so? But, the more powerful you are, the happier I am. I like best to see those experts who regarded themselves as infallible grovel in front of me. F*ck your domain.” Cian said.
It was enough for him if he could use dark magic inside this domain. Even if he couldn’t use any magic, he had nothing to fear with his {Night’s Eye} and {Vector Body}. After all, they are skills that don’t need magic power and just based on his Soul Power.
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What’s more, it’s not like he needed Magic skills anyway, as with his {Plunder} ability, he also several monster skills in his arsenal. Magic for him was just a bonus attribute. A party trick...!
“Then, try it.”
The expression of the leader became gloomy after seeing Cian’s composed demeanor, then with his Spear flashing with radiance, he locked on to Cian. He then made a move, attacking at an extreme speed, but the black sword in the hand of Cian welcomed it, instantly locking together in a battle.
While fighting, Cian turned towards the side. This moment, Sibylla was already in action. She and several of the attackers were locked in battle as well. Trees turned into golems as it had picked two people as their opponents and was using sharp roots and branches to suppress them. Sibylla too was assaulting with magic spells while maintaining distance. It seems like she wasn’t just a flower vase after all.
As the people tried to besiege Sibylla, suddenly they saw innumerable sharp black colored flower vines extending out of the flowers, which flew towards them as sudden as a flash of lightning. They then dodged in horror but some were still pierced through and dragged towards the bushes.
As for those who managed to evade, when they sigh in relief, thinking they were able to save their lives, at this moment, a change occurred. Suddenly four black flowers vines drilled out from the ground and as fast as lightning, quickly wrapped around some of those people who were late to react. Cries of pain and screams of agony and despair rang out in the Valley.
How frightening!
This was the first time, Cian had seen Sibylla truly fight and she was surely not making him disappointed. As expected, of the one known as a genius of the Vandlehouse Family. She possessed quite a character inside her. Looking at that cold bloody murderous expression, Cian was surprised but also delighted. This is the woman he had fallen for!
“Do you think you still have time to worry about others,”
As the leader was attacking Cian with his spear, who was evading him as if he was walking in the park, he noticed that Cian’s gaze was not on him. And this displeased him greatly—he was feeling humiliated.
Wooosh. Wooosh. Wooosh. Several figures suddenly shot out towards Cian who was dealing with their leader. At this moment, Cian who was immersed in his thoughts while watching his goddess-like believed slightly raised his head and his beautiful heterochromatic eyes emitted a trace of killing intent.
"Worrying?! Mind you, these third rates can't possibly hurt my darling princess...you underestimate her~"
He had already noticed that several people were trying to sneak attack him from every direction, seemingly wanting to cut off his escape. At this moment, the four stealthily moving demons had already arrived just five steps away from him, and everyone secretly signaled each other, planning to carry out a sneak attack at the same time.
Siiing, a cold light suddenly flashed. Along with a full 180 degrees turn from Cian, a gloomy and cold full moon of death was formed. The four demons didn’t even have time to scream as their throats were already cut off and blood spurted several meters high as they weakly collapsed to the ground.
Cian didn’t stop for even a moment. The {Imagis Realis} that had was in the form of a black sword, had already transformed into a black bow appearing on his left hand, and his right hand quickly drew the bowstring.
Several arrows made up of magic power made perfect arcs in the air, shooting towards the place where the other demons were hiding from and concentrating to prepare their magic spells.
Suddenly, the explosion sounds resounded.
Dozens of towering trees were broken into pieces and they collapsed to the ground, giving rise to continuous blood-curdling screams. Among the over twenty demons in an ambush, there were only 6-8 of them left standing at the moment, including the leader. It had only been a moment since the battle started, and Cian and Sibylla had already annihilated more than half of them in an instant.
The strange weapon that transformed from a word to a bow so flawlessly, shocked the leader and hurriedly evaded an arrow that was coming at him.
A Magic Item!?
But what kind of Magic Item is that?!
A weapon that can change shape?
How had he not heard of it before…?!
Cian sneered at the rest of the Demons as he took advantage of the chaos caused by the falling trees to create a safe distance. As quickly as lightning, he aimed his bow at the panicking demons once again. Every hit was bloody, as the moment the arrow hits, it’s as if a grenade exploded and the body that was pierced through burst apart.
With limbs flying here and there, moreover gorgeous magic, blade lights, and arrows flashing here and there, the entire canyon shook as if it was about to collapse.
“Just…just who the hell are you?!”
The leader crawling on the snowy ground that was already painted in red, giving a mysterious but beautiful sight.
Cian grinned and reached his hand out toward his mask—and Cian expected his reaction to be entertaining, and it was.
When he took it off, he could see the only remaining elite of the ambush party's terrified and shocked expression. His mouth fell open. Blood rushed from his face, leaving him so pale, even his disgusting acne and polka dots faded away. His eyes widened in shock and terror. Muttering ‘No way’ ‘This is impossible’ all over again, he looked as if he had lost his soul.
Cian was amused. Is it really that shocking for him to be the Second Prince?
Well, I get the shock but isn’t this quite a bit exaggerated…? And here I thought I was able to at the very least, reduced my infamy—it seems like it was just imagination on my part.
“…you came here, wanting to kill me. I don't care… but if you have some ideas for my woman, even the God of Death wouldn’t be able to save you from me…!” Cian muttered coldly.
Every step he took, was like a stomp of a wild beast—
The ground trembled.
The man shivered.
He just can’t understand nor accept the fact that the one who slaughtered his comrades and single-handedly annihilated them was the infamous wastrel and incompetent trash in the Demon Empire. How is this possible…?! He was about to say something when like a ghost, Cian appeared in front of him and the black blade had a thin line of blood could be seen on the edge of it.
"...your blood doesn't seem to taste good,"
When the man became aware, his vision was already plummeting down.
With eyes still wide open, his head rolled on the ground.
Blood spurting from the cleanly severed neck.
“As always, your killing is bloody,”
As Cian glared down at the last man, a beautiful voice rang out from behind him.
Cian turned around and look at his beloved fiancée, who was now wearing a wry smile while surveying the entire area.
The once beautiful snow was dyed in blood, dyeing it crimson scarlet.
Limbs scattered everywhere and viscera could be seen hanging on trees and bushes. Seeing this, Sibylla can’t help but smile wryly—she had noticed this before but Cian’s killing is truly brutal. There would be no lacking in blood as long he made his kill. In fact, it's as if he was trying to paint his battle with the blood of his enemies... like some sort of art.
Obviously, an art she would never understand...
Cian smiled wryly—
“It’s a matter of habit.”
In his Clan, when one kills, they wouldn’t be able to stop shedding blood. Due to their bloodline, the sight of blood excites them and also empowers them. And so, even if they tried to avoid it, unconsciously they would make a mess out of things. Especially, if they are drowned by emotion and lost themselves in the fight.
“I think it’s a bad habit…” Sibylla shook her head with a bitter smile.
“Well, it’s a habit I can get along with…” Cian shrugs.
Not that he can help it. Sibylla cast water magic at Cian, washing off the blood and smell from his clothes before the latter grasped her hand and continued on their way.
“Let’s go,” with a bright smile as if nothing had happened, they walked in hand in hand, indifferent smiles plastered on their faces.
"I actually wanted to see that stupid dog's expression the moment these people failed to return.."
"That would be interesting~"
Cian and Sibylla walked towards the human world.
"... Unfortunately, I was not the one to kill him..."
Three days later, in the Okmahun Demon City, a piece of news rattled the upper echelon of the Demon Empire.
The son-in-law of the Avidhorn Family and one of the prestigious generals of the Second Demon Princess army was assassinated in his own home. The attacker was still unknown...and the case was covered with a veil of mystery. In the night of the General's death, no one actually noticed anything. No witness found. No clues could be seen. The Death was left unsolved...
But that is yet another insignificant story...
"I wanted to see his face, grieving in despair...too bad," Cian muttered as he stared at the bright moon the moment he had heard this news.
"...Marelys would probably hate me for a few days for this..." he smiled wryly as he thought in his mind.
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