Chapter 8

Back at the Raging dragon water clan’s main headquarter veranda I waited for someone

Soon after my arrival the door of the main building inside the territory opened with her exiting

She was wearing a Yukata that was similar to my father’s only this one had a sky blue color to it

This was the traditional wearing set for the clan leaders.

She was escorted by a couple of guards that wore something similar but were a few steps behind her.

“Yuna-sama!” I called

Once her gaze met my eyes her face bore a big smile as if it was capable of washing all the worries in the world.

This single smile made my heart flutter from joy.

“Yes Shiki.” Said Yuna “It is great to see you again but you need to drop the title we are friends no need to be so formal.”

Ugh…that was painful…damn it be he who created that zone…

Anyway I was happy with her back so I needed to ask

“Are you alright Yuna? It has been a month since I last saw you. Although you came back to Alsa I never got to know how you are doing…” I said

“No worry not I am perfectly alright.” She said

Honestly speaking I was really afraid that her mental state would change…I feared that she would somehow change…Even my uncle who defeated the first fifty floors of the crucible changed the day he got out…not her she remained the same no she became…stronger both mentally and physically…it is good to see her like that

“I-I just wanted to make sure you were alright Yuna…considering the crucible and all…” I said

“You don’t have to worry about anything, I am perfectly all right as you can see…after all I wasn’t alone back there…”

“Huh? What do you mean?” I said

Yuna looked at her guard and said

“You can go away I need to discuss something private.”

“But Korima-sama…we are here for your safety and you know full well that our lips are closed.”

“It matters not…this is personal so please do as I say.”

“Understood” said the guards.

Then Yuna turned to face me with a stern look on her face…that look meant that what she was about to say was serious.

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Waves of tremendous energies erupted from within me.

I stood back up not feeling the pain in my body anymore but I knew that the demonic energies are still there.

The Devil became more wary of me probably reassessing my newfound energy.

“Kill him!” he said and he himself charged at me with all the demons around us.

A moment later time began to slow down…an effect I had known before…the hyper recognition of the eye of the wise.

I then noticed an attack coming toward me from a close demon.

He swung at me with his curved sword only to have it cut in two by my own weapon.

I leapt backwards and channeled a spell.

“Disintegration!”

And with it the spell of Osfor sensei managed to destroy a huge amount of the incoming devils in one go.

The devil lord then charged at me with his shoulder only to find me not where I stood anymore as I used a Shunpo and decapitated the head of another demon.

I began using that spell like if there was no tomorrow dodging right and left while using both magic and sword to kill any that dared cross my way.

I began evading the Devil lord and only thought of escaping the situation at hand. If I properly used Shunpo I could leave this place without them even being able to catch me.

But I was not that lucky.

I felt the presence of more of these devil lords in the distance…they were rushing to get here…

“GET HIM!”

Said the hulking devil lord.

And with that they all ran after me like crazed fanatics. Roaring and screaming.

“Damn it to hell… if only I had my dragon body…the eye of the wise is useless in this situation…”

I then dodged another incoming attack and used another disintegration spell to halt the advance of the devils…

Although I was aiming at the Devil lord he proved to be ridiculously strong as even though the attack had hit him…he suffered none of the damage that his peers had gotten…

God damn it…

Hang on…why do I have this eye anyway? And why did the devil call me Ashurian…I didn’t pay it any mind at first but now that I think about it…and considering that thing that just spoke to me…could it really be the case…could this body be that of an Ashurian? If so…why did Ashura call me the last of his descendants?

Questions to be answered later now if I do this right I think I can get out of this mess…

I harnessed the energies within me and force equilibrium again. This time instead of prioritizing aura like I did with the dragon form…I prioritized spiritual energy making it the highest of the three.

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Feeling the world turn dark for a moment

I head this

“You may use my power oh descendant of mine. You bring our name great honor fighting against these odds.”

“Morfii Kami!”

I spoke the old words…this time for the god aspect

Power! Enormous amounts of power surged through and from within me.

My muscles began to inflate and my sides bulged from sharp pain making two additional sets of arms emerge tearing away at the armor I was wearing. A divine light covered me and burnt away at a huge chunk of the surrounding devils making them scream and cry out from pain and suffering.

The armor began to crack and shattered instantly as my muscle mass tore at it from within.

I became bigger while my hair turned golden.

 I felt that the two additional set of arms were like a part of me. They felt very familiar not something that I needed to practice before I could use…but like if I had them from the day I was born.

My vision blurred for a moment but once I focused my eyes I was able to see not only the devil’s bodies but the very energy within them.

The devil lord then appeared in front of me and swung his axe. I knew not if my blade could block this attack so I sidestepped the strike that caved the earth underneath it and attacked

“God’s earth shattering smash!”

And with two of my right arms I struck the devil sending him hundreds of meters flying and rolling down the dirt and enemies.

Brimming with power I began to tear away at the incoming lackeys destroying their bodies with but a grab as every second one of my hands grabbed a devil they would screech and burn from the damage.

I felt an enormous blood lust and twirled my body sideways blocking a devil lord that just appeared

He had an enormous scythe and wore a black robe that covered his entire body.

My sword managed to sustain the heavy blow and my other hand struck directly at his face sending him reeling once again.

Another devil soon appeared this one however was a bit short and wore tattered clothes and chains all over his body, however he was strong… I can say so just by the way the energy within him was roaring out.

His chains ignited in a unwholesome color of fire and death the moment he grabbed his chain I knew that a hit from them will certainly hurt.

He swung his chains and I blocked it with the sword I had in my right…well one of my right hands anyway

I pulled him over to me however and sent him flying upwards with a rising uppercut.

Although it must have hurt a lot the devil managed to stand back at his feet

“Leave this place…” said the small devil lord. “You cannot protect yourselves from this one’s divine energy…it will just burn you and kill you without you even being able to retaliate” He said

Then a moment later the devils began to walk back and leave. Leaving only him and the now standing hulking devil lord with the one holding the scythe and another devil lord that looked exactly like a small boy wearing a black leather pants and vest.

All four of them were devil lords this I could say… and I was alone.

“Ashurian…” said the hulking devil.

“As much as I desire challenging you to a fight…your very existence is threat to us…our Overlord had asked us to kill any of your name at sight…so forgive us…you shall die here and today by our hands…”

Well I was expecting that anyway.

Looking around me I saw the bodies of many devils that fell…and with them laid many weapons…feeling my hands throbbing from power I leaned forward and grabbed every weapon on sight and have now six weapons one in each hand. Two curved swords. And two great swords with one long and one short sword.

“Huh! I said. Bring it on!” I said as I taunted the devil lords

I was intending to leave earlier…but it seems I will have to either fight my way out or die trying…god damn it…the weapons I was holding were eating away at me but I cared not for the pain they caused me…

The one with the scythe began by charging at me and swinging his scythe I blocked the vertical strike with a great sword on my left and swung the other great sword on my left toward him. Right before it struck the hulking devil was now at me swinging his great ax with no intention of giving me space to breath

But I still managed to turn around the scythe holding devil and kiked him toward the giant one.

The one with the chains struck at me with his weapon only to have it twirl around the long sword on my left. I then struck t it with the curved sword on my right and was unable to cut it.

I pulled back dodging a death spell that was coming from the short boy and pulled the chain devil lord toward me while swinging down both the great swords down at once.

Right before I could strike the hulking devil then jumped in to save him while sending another swing toward me.

We were at it for hours I was barely able to defend and rarely was I able to retaliate but they saved each other time after time while focusing their organized teamwork on taking me down.

The pain I was feeling from the swords began to eat at me and I was no longer capable of maintaining equilibrium.

One of the great swords broke once I tried to block an incoming axe attack and with it I received a huge gash on my chest.

I stumbled backwards barely able to maintain my form.

The time slowing effect is no longer working and my head is now throbbing from pain.

“Ashurian…you fought valiantly…it is a shame that one of such might has to die…but we cannot risk our race’s existence for honor…” said the hulking devil.

The moment he finished those words the devil lord holding the chain swung it and made it roll around my right leg while pulling me. The chain not only caused me great pain I could have sworn it was sucking my very life with it…death magic

 I was destabilized for a moment and in that second I received then another slash to my back from the scythe holding devil lord.

The pain was immense and my life and energy began to dissipate rapidly while the demonic energies I absorbed earlier were now eating away at me from within.

I dropped to my knees and with that moment all the weapons I had fell from my hands…

I lost my form and with just that I knew…I am bound to die today.

I began to cough out blood…black colored blood

My vision began to dim out. And my world began to turn darker.

I heard a voice in my head

‘You fought bravely…rest well…’

The last thing I saw was the four devil surrounding me and bringing down their weapons…and with that my life has ended…

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A blinding light soon showered over me. I then found myself back at the crucible.

Back to my real body feeling lethargic and barely able to stand.

“Challenger…” said the overseer. This time he was no longer floating in the air but he stood in front of me.

“Challenger…to dare fight against the odds…to dare fight against thousand enemies…and without backing away fully knowing that you will die…why do so? Why you humans love to challenge things that are far beyond your might and your power?” said the overseer

“I know not…but backing away from a fight was never in my nature…” I said this although feeling a bit guilty for that time I tried to run away but he doesn’t need to know.

“This is what I have been looking for…a true challenger. A challenger against the odds…you may be the one to make us understand why your kind loves to fight against almost inexistent odds while barely having a sordid chance at victory…Proceed challenger! Your trials are almost done.”

Once he said the words another light shone and I found myself inside a grand hall. I was kneeling while wearing nothing but the leftovers of that armor. There was a gash on my chest and was sewed back but I tried to move but couldn’t. I tried to speak yet once again I was unable to do so…I was stuck this time inside this body unable to do anything but watch

This hall was built with nothing but dark stones. Most of it looked old and barely pulling their own weight. In front of me stood five devil lords. Their demonic presence was suffocating.

Four of them I already saw before…there was one however I never met he was tall and didn’t look too imposing or too distinguishable from his peers but still he held himself with grandeur and dignity.

However out of all the devils present here…there was only one who I had yet to feel the slightest amount of oppression from. He was the only one sitting on a grand chair made of stone…it was a throne of sorts but although he looked like an old man with gray looking skin, he had no horns so he looked perfectly like a human yet his red irises gave him away.

He was leaning on his right hand’s fist and looked lazily at me.

He spoke to his subordinates but the words they all said were muffled and I didn’t manage to understand a thing.

I however or whoever was in control of this body began to speak…also muffled.

The man on the throne then placed his hand forward and casted a spell.

A black Mahojin underneath me erupted and began eating away at my flesh.

I felt not the slightest hints of pain but the one in control of the body was screaming his lungs out.

The color of this body’s skin turned red. The proportions became messed up it grew slowly but surely tearing away at whatever is left from the old armor. The body grew horns and its back grew wings. The man turned into a devil…a devil I knew very well…it was the same one I saw back at the untrue world…