Lacha and Gregor were blasted back, and they were shocked beyond belief."You"re a Necromancer! An evil creature that needs to be destroyed!!!"
They both roared and launched at Derrick again, not sensing the imminent danger. Seeing how ignorant and weak they were, Derricks" face twisted and a wicked smile appeared. The commotion had also attracted all the villages" soldiers, and he was now facing dozens of them.
"Human, do you need my help? Breathing on them should be enough to kill them hehehe..."
Drakos" coa.r.s.e laugh sounded in Derricks" consciousness.
"Letting you out for these pathetic weaklings would be my greatest shame. I won"t even need to use my weapon..."
While leading the soldiers, Lacha and Gregor were almost back in front of Derrick, and they were br.i.m.m.i.n.g with killing intent. They had heard stories of Necromancers and how they represented the sc.u.m of human society.
Derricks" smile never disappeared, and he slowly walked forward, finally meeting them. Just before they swung their weapons, his aura suddenly went berserk, and he exploded in strength. Their expressions fell, but it was too late.
*BANG!*
With a swing of his left arm, he violently knocked Lacha to the side and with his right, pierced Gregor"s chest, seizing his beating heart. Anger, disbelief, grief... All of these emotions were rus.h.i.+ng through Gregor as he looked at the bloodied arm inside his body.
"Pl... Plea... Please... It... was... a... mis... misunderstanding..."
Gregor could barely talk as blood was rus.h.i.+ng in his throat. Derricks" smile froze and fury started seeping out of his bottomless eyes.
"You tried to kill me, lost and still have the f.u.c.king audacity to plead with me!?! DIE!!!"
His hand gripped with all his strength and instantly turned the heart to bits. Gregor went stiff before falling to the ground in a dull thump. Everyone present had already stopped advancing and were stupefied.
Their chief and strongest fighter had been killed in a single move and had even pleaded for his life on his deathbed. Terror had now invaded their bodies, and they couldn"t move an inch. Adding on the murderous aura coming from Derrick, a single emotion could be felt : despair.
Lacha, who had been gravely injured, watched the scene and trembled uncontrollably. They had rushed into this situation without a.s.sessing their opponents" intentions and strength. In a way, they had signed their own death warrants.
Derricks" icy gaze fell on the soldiers and without speaking another word, he exploded forward. What ensued was a b.l.o.o.d.y rampage where limbs, heads, organs and blood flew everywhere. It was like a G.o.d of Death had descended and calamity was its salvation.
After a few minutes, silence reigned. The only remaining person was Lacha. However, her mind was blank, not able to process the atrocity that just happened.
In Derricks" mind, the familiar prompt flashed, and he went wild with joy.
[You have obtained a new skill called Death Warrior! Death Warrior allows its user to bring back a certain amount of humans that were just killed. The summoned Death Warriors will have Stage 1 strength, equivalent to Novice Soldiers. Limit of Soldiers : 100. This skill will evolve with its user]
Jackpot. He had killed these soldiers mercilessly because he hated when the strong bullied the weak, but he never thought he would be rewarded for it. He started looking at the aftermath he caused.
The large hut was practically destroyed and parts of corpses littered the ground. His clothes were covered in blood and guts, which made him slightly frown. He didn"t want the stench to remain, so he started cleaning himself, as if it was nothing more than food stains.
"What a pity... All I wanted were directions and yet, you forced my hand..."
Derricks" voice woke up Lacha, and she got up, albeit with difficulty. She had a few bruises and was still in shock.
"Sir, you said your name was Derrick? Please spare this village... They"re innocent..."
Derrick was surprised and he looked at her. After his demonstration, he thought she would beg him for her life. She apparently had some backbone, which he quite liked. On top of it, her figure was really nice.
She had luscious black hair, piercing blue eyes and tanned skin. Her face also had some freckles, which gave her naughty air. She had a large chest and the fact that she looked in her early thirties added a mature charm. He started pondering on what he should do next.
"Become mine and I"ll take care of this village and transform it in a kingdom"
Derrick had been stuck in a cave for months and even though he was in a 10 years old body, he had needs. However, he wouldn"t attach to any of them til he became strong enough to protect himself. On top of that, he lacked a new home and his ambitions were limitless. What was a home without a woman to welcome him? He would conquer every town, city, kingdom and continent. His thirst for power was a bottomless pit.
Hearing his demand, Lacha slightly blushed. She never expected that the merciless man would want her. The man in front of her looked fantastic and thinking back on what had just transpired, she couldn"t help but nod. To protect her village, she would do anything.
Seeing her agreeing, Derrick couldn"t help but grin. This village wasn"t very big, with only 200 residents, but it was a start.
"Don"t get me wrong, I will not touch you, but you will do as I say, understand? Remember, the lives of everyone here rests on your performance"
When she heard the firm tone, her previously reddish face turned ghastly pale, nodding and realizing that he wasn"t playing around. When he saw her understand completely, he continued.
"You"re my woman now. No matter what, nothing will happen to you anymore"
He then looked at the gory scene and smirked. It was time to test his new skill.