Chapter 81: Devillish Domination

"Then see for yourself what a true War Demon Art looks like..."

Arlo mused with a crazed expression as he took an extra-large, deep breath, smashing his left leg to the side.

Horrific red and dark veins began wriggling all over his body, while his crimson-speckled eyes immediately changed color, becoming a full crimson with a faint dark point in their centers.

An extreme murderous aura burst out of his body like water rushing out of a broken dam, and his body grew from 1.7 meters to 2 meters, his new physique resembling the incarnation of a muscular devil, brimming with an extremely chaotic aura and dark mana.

"What the hell is this!?" Vukasin asked in shock, unknowingly retreating a single step as he felt the chaotic aura lingering around Arlo’s body.

The crazy expression Arlo currently wore only made things worse, as all his teeth seemed to stretch straight back toward his ears while his eyes flashed with a predator-like gaze.

"War Demon Stance: Incarnation of the War Demon."

Turning his gaze toward them, the entire world suddenly became pitch black to him, and the only things he could see were crimson-red figures, making them more than easily identifiable.

He could see the blood flowing through their bodies as clearly as day, and the sight created a deep sense of thirst within him.

His throat burned as he looked toward their hearts, which seemed to call out to him.

What followed was a crazy reaction.

"Hehehehehehehe..."

"Hehehehehehehe..."

"Hehehehehehehe..."

"First, I’ll tear you apart limb from limb, rip out your hearts, then devour them!"

Dark Arlo cackled, his voice the deepest and most menacing thing they had ever heard, before he suddenly burst forward with incredible speed, appearing before one of the red figures in his line of sight.

"Goodbye!"

The last thing the Vorath saw was the entire world turning blood red before he lost sight of everything.

CRUUNCH!

The sound of iron ripping through flesh rang out as Dark Arlo’s devilish maw covered Juji’s entire head.

Then he bit down.

Brain matter and blood rained down his lips as he bit through the entire neck, flinging the severed head to the side.

Now that the body was closer to him than ever, his hands reached out and tore through Juji’s neck, breaking apart the ribs before finally grabbing the heart that continuously pumped within his palms.

"I feel it! I feel it as clearly as day. Come here, sweet thing!"

Dark Arlo cackled as he tore his arm free from Juji’s body, the corpse’s hands unconsciously falling to the ground.

Dark Arlo stared at the heart within his grasp, licking his lips before throwing it into his maw and relishing the taste as much as he could before finally swallowing it.

"How long!? How long has it been!? How long have I been denied this!!? More! I need more!!!" Dark Arlo roared in anger as he turned his eyes toward the remaining fifteen and smiled brightly.

"You all will barely do..." he whispered, causing Vukasin’s face to change massively.

"Kill him! Kill him now!"

ROOOOOOAAAAR!

SCREEEEECH!

"Hehehehe."

With a devilish smile, Dark Arlo took a single step forward and disappeared.

Behind the barrier that seemed to hide everything from the outside world, blood splashed through the air as the living world was transformed into an abyssal hell, the silent night becoming a nightmarish place.

"Why do you even try!? It’s all futile!"

The devilish Arlo said in irritation as he stepped on the skull of one of the five corpses beneath him, reducing it to nothing before walking toward the remaining ten who were slowly stepping backward.

Still, they suppressed their fear as they roared loudly, giving themselves a boost.

SOOOOOAR!

SOOOOOAR!

Two large tentacles suddenly shot forth from both sides of Arlo with such speed that they appeared like mirages through the night.

Yet Dark Arlo only grinned even more widely as he threw his hands to the sides at twice the speed of the tentacles and grasped them within his hold.

"Let me show you hell!"

WHIPPPP!

WHHHIIIP!

In the next instant, he violently tugged on both tentacles, dragging the two Vorath bodies toward him.

Immediately, both Vorath reacted quickly enough to slash their claws toward Dark Arlo the moment they arrived before him.

RIIIIIIIIIP!

RIIIIIIIIIP!

The sound of claws tearing through skin and muscle resounded through the night sky as both Vorath watched their entire hands sink into the devil’s body.

Yet when they raised their heads, all they saw was an even wider smile.

Dark Arlo’s hands suddenly left their tentacles and grabbed both of them by the neck.

"Struggle! Let me see you struggle for your puny lives. Fight back!!"

Dark Arlo cackled as his grip slowly tightened around both figures’ necks.

They struggled desperately to free themselves from his grasp, their claws slashing across his arms and body.

Yet every attack was met with the same devilish laughter as his grip tightened further, eventually reaching the point where their heads began to tilt backward.

CRUUUSH!

CRUUUSH!

The spine-chilling sound of their necks breaking resounded as both Vorath had their heads hanging backward, while a spine-chilling silence enveloped the world.

"Don’t!"

BAAAAANG!

BAAAAANG!

The ground shattered into pieces as the muscles in Dark Arlo’s arms bulged, and he slammed both figures into the ground, leaving their battered bodies buried within an abyssal crater.

PUUUCHI!

PUCCCHI!

The sound of hands tearing through flesh and shattering ribs rang out as Dark Arlo pierced his hands into their chests, ripping out their hearts and quickly devouring each one in a single gulp.

"Ahhhhhhh, sublime. Truly sublime, but... not enough."

"DIIEEE!"

"DIIIIIIE!"

"DIIIIIIEEE!"

BAAANG!

BAAANG!

BAAAANG!

The sound of fists battering their bodies rang out as punches rained down upon the Vorath. Every effort they made to fight back was completely useless.

Their claws, no matter how deeply they tore into him, only seemed to give the devil more life, while their tentacles, whenever thrown toward him, never returned without being severed or crushed beneath his fangs!

"Please, spare me. I have a wife and a daugh..."

CRUUNCH!

The sound of a skull being roughly crushed resounded as Arlo bit down on Vorath’s head before he could finish his scream, promptly tearing it from his neck.

"Please..."

CRRRRUUUNCCCH!

"Save me, boss!..."

CRRRUUUCCCH!

"Help!!!"

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!

"I’ll do anything! Even become your..."

CRUUUUUUCH!

It was either the sound of a skull being crushed or a rib cage being violently pierced as the heart was immediately ripped out.

Less than an hour had passed, and what remained within the barrier was a pool of blood, along with about fourteen headless corpses.

Their bodies were badly mangled, while their heads lay scattered across various parts of the blood-soaked ground.

Blood poured down Dark Arlo’s entire veiny, muscular body, making him resemble a devil from the deepest floors of hell as he kneeled before the corpses, tearing out each of their hearts and relishing their taste.

If there could be something a thousand times worse than horror, that would be the only thing that could currently describe Vukasin’s emotional state.

His back was pressed firmly against the barrier as he stared in horror at the devil before him, who ripped out hearts and munched on them as though he were eating fried fish.

"I... I am doomed!!!" Vukasin whispered in shock as his body slowly slid down the barrier, and he hugged his knees tightly, his heart pounding wildly within his chest.

He knew well that he would be next. There was no doubt about it.

The mere thought of his heart being ripped out of his body and munched on almost drove him to the edge of insanity, and before he even realized it, tears had begun spilling from his eyes as he held his head tightly.

But then...

ARRRRGGGHHH!

He suddenly heard a pained scream and raised his head, only to see the devil rolling his hulking body through the blood while clutching his head tightly with both hands, a painful roar booming from his maw.

It was the perfect time to unleash a sneak attack, but Vukasin didn’t move at all, standing there completely petrified.

Soon, he watched as the devil slowly came to a stop, and the huge veins and muscles began receding until there was a singular entity crouched on the ground.

An entity he knew all too well...

"Hahahaha! Even the heavens want me to have the last laugh!!"

COUGH. COUGH. COUGH.

STEP!

STEP!

The sound of intense coughing and approaching footsteps rang out as Arlo felt the footsteps drawing closer to him. Soon, they arrived right before him.

GRRRRH.

A pan slammed into his head as he felt his hair being roughly grabbed, his head raised upward toward a pair of pitch-black eyes.

"He’s gone, isn’t he?" Vukasin asked with an evil smirk filled with mockery as he looked down at Arlo, whose entire body convulsed as though he were being electrocuted.

"While I have truly heard of such a technique, I never really thought a person like you would possess one."

"A Forbidden art that can be used to summon ancient fiends from the past and bring them back to life..."

"It’s almost a mythic technique now, and you possess one? Really a way to remain low-key, kid,"

Vukasin said as he roughly smashed Arlo’s face directly into the ground before rising to his feet.

"Right now, I can simply leave you here to die and spread the news of you possessing a forbidden technique."

"That alone should be enough to have you publicly executed in 24 hours."

"Tsk, life’s a bitch isn’t it? Hahahaha."