Become A Human In Another World
ACT 1: Chapter 28 - Massacre
"Include Me is a Shinigami. Yep. Death angels for you!" Of course, I did not forget to bow down gracefully!
I also smiled broadly, imagining what would happen after this.
But it won't be seen inside my demonic mask.
"Not a lot of nonsense! Die!" Someone will come forward to slash me. [Critical Perception] Even I did not sound, it meant that this attack would not harm me.
I stood still, letting the attack pass me. His sword passed me thinly, even I could feel the wind from the sword.
"But still it doesn't affect me!" I'm really starting to get upset about this.
I slightly moved the knife in my hand, removing his hands and feet. Then he threw her to the side.
"Have you forgotten to bring me a Shinigami? Don't bother bringing your life here. I'll pick him up myself." The crowd of people with strange hoods started to get scared.
I've analyzed how they all fight. And in conclusion, they fought very badly, even worse than my brother taught me.
The fighting style of this world is still very bad. Even the beginner can know that.
In the style of sword belonging to Brother Ruly, they still rely on beauty, race by rules, and are bound by distance.
In other words, there is still a lot of room to do things better in attack.
And that's a huge weakness.
"I won't make you die easy!" I laughed out loud as they used the Eldian Cloth to try to trick me.
But it's useless, because I'm a human being.
That cloth won't work for me!
Instead, those who had approached me, now returned without legs.
What's the purpose of taking their feet? Of course so they don't run away! It would be a waste if they were to die right here.
I will make them feel sorry to be born.
Shouts of despair began to echo in the cave, like a terrible music running through my ears.
The chief was surprised when I could even slash at someone with the Eldian Cloth, whereas I continued dancing with knives and blood that kept leaping over.
I can use any weapon, even a whip! My brother used to call me a genius, but that's not it.
I was just refining the martial arts I learned from Brother Ruly, modifying them a little, and changing them and adjusting them to each weapon.
This is my martial style. Uncharted, fast, and accurate. Everything I do is useful.
Because if I give it a little gap, one day I will definitely die!
I feel good about this. The current me, I have enough power to eradicate evil, unlike my former self.
"You're not an Elf, are you?!" The elder was still wide-eyed. Actually I deliberately left for the last one.
"Now you realize it?" I kicked him to the end, made him take off his own stick.
Tumbling, he started vomiting blood. Even though he was an old man, the door of my heart was not knocked in the slightest. It's kind of scary, but it seems like it's the right one.
He painstakingly crawled up to take back his wand. Maybe he wants to cast some magic on me?
I took a small knife, in the pocket of one of the men who was still shouting, and stuck it in his hand! He groans very hard.
"You think how many sins you've committed all this time?" I squatted in front of him.
I am also not a saint. I don't even know what a saint is different from an ordinary person.
But obviously, I hate naive and hypocritical people!
And if according to the norm, it's not polite for me, a 6-year-old boy talks to an old man, like this. But I'm sure the story is different if this is the case.
He just silently answered my question.
Can it be interpreted that he can no longer count the sins he committed?
"It looks like you've picked the wrong enemy, cake! You're the wrong person to involve my family in all this." I spoke casually.
I still walked back and forth in front of him, throwing a blood-soaked knife in my right hand.
"Who are you really?!" He was still moaning while crawling, trying to pull out the knife in his hand.
I can only smile a little hearing that.
"I told you I was your angel of death." I ended the conversation, stepping on the knife deeper, leaving behind a painful shout from the elder.
I walked slowly leaving the grandfather with his torture, and took off the mask on my face. At least I want to observe the statue.
The statue did not move (for sure), but on his chest was a greenish glow. It didn't disappear even after I stopped the ritual.
"Looks like I'm gonna have to destroy everything, huh?" I bowed sadly.
To destroy all this, I don't know how much magic to cast.
I walked slowly, taking Soeye's knife. I don't know why, but I'm sure it's a valuable item.
The shape is beautiful, with some carvings. And most importantly, this knife was extremely sharp.
The cave room contained many groans of pain from those I had already marginalized. I intentionally didn't kill them now. But I let them, while running out of the cave.
Just wait!! I forgot something!
I immediately ran inside, picking up something I had forgotten.
"Why did I forget him?!" I held Syila in a side sling, walking slowly out.
As it turned out, there was a straight path from here, which went straight outside of that underground cave. Why did I and Soeye think I were walking down the winding road?
"Okay, maybe from here." I put Syila to bed, hoping she won't wake up later.
I'm setting up my strongest magic now. I intend to bury them all, as well as destroy the cave.
I'm not a naive person. I have my own judgment. I know what is good and bad. Of course, I still have pity, but for them I have no pity anymore.
"Hmm, how do I make this magic huh?" I thought for a moment, while channeling my Fehl into the hand.
At least, I had to make a magic that was not too big, but had a huge impact there.
I thought of an attack with a mixture of fire and lightning. That makes it a fire that can have an electrical effect.
I also added the wind element to make the fire element effect even bigger.
I was slightly focused now, when it arrived my hand shook strangely.
"Well, it looks like I'm producing a new magic! Alright I'll call [Firebolt Strom]!" I was too happy with my new magic, to forget that if I used too much MP my body would not be able to withstand it!
BUAAGGH!!
I spewed blood, from my eyes also flowed, even from the pore of my hand.
This is my weakness. My body didn't even give a warning, and it was instantly broken like this. Even I feel like my internal organs are suddenly destroyed!
"Syall! I forgot!" I groaned slowly as I removed control over the ball from the [Storm Firebolt], and I had already started to fall.
I watched the small ball fly slowly towards the center of the cave. You could say it looks like fireworks!
I guess it would be an incredible attack like in a manga or anime, with a big laser and destroying everything instantly.
"Cock, disappointing?" I asked slowly face down, unable to stand up anymore.
I looked at Syila with a smile, remembering what she had been through all this time.
I was also a little disappointed, which is that a magic that needs Fehl that much just produces something strange.
BOOM!!
I saw the ball explode, and the explosion didn't play! The explosion destroyed the hill above the cave, eliminating it in one blast!
And again, the wind that wrapped it earlier created a storm, sending me bouncing away!
I gathered the rest of my strength, to hug Syila, to make sure she didn't get any injuries!
Honestly, it surprised me. Even I, who was the maker, did not expect the explosion to be that big!
"Have it, I know nothing of the logic of the gospel world." The confused me smiled slowly while continuing to lose consciousness.