The Evolution Of A Goblin To The Peak

Chapter 382 - Crimson Demon

Isabella, Dino, and his right-hand men were watching the battle from the walls. They couldn't see anything as the black mist covered everything. They could see that it was moving. It was slowly swallowing the forces of the enemy.

The ground would shake every second and they will saw a flash of light inside the black mist.

They could also hear the loud screams of the enemy soldiers. They could see blood pouring out and slowly dying the ground in red. The scent of blood was filling the air and for people who had weak stomachs. This scent was enough to make them puke.

"Is this the real strength of a Master-class Knight?" Dino muttered in shock. Even though he couldn't see what's happening but judging from the sound that he could hear, Souta was killing the enemy soldiers every second.

But the enemy's number was really high. Souta couldn't focus his attention on them at the same time. He must have eliminated more than a thousand enemy soldiers alone but there were still nine thousand left that was still advancing towards the city.

Soon...

The enemy soldiers passed Souta and they fell in the traps that the soldiers of Riverpool City created. The traps managed to eliminate one hundred enemies. It was large but compared to the original number, one hundred was just too small.

Dino looked back at the soldiers of the Riverpool City and said, "Prepare yourself, everyone. They are coming."

...

Giant energy blades flew towards the captain of the enemy at high speed. He was shocked but he fought countless battles so his reaction was honed to the limit.

He moved his body to the side and two giant energy blades passed beside him. It's so close but he managed to avoid it.

"Just what the hell is this guy? It felt like I'm facing a commander of the army."

He muttered in shock as he tightly gripped his sword. The battle power of his opponent could be compared to a commander of the Great Astley Empire. He didn't think that he would meet anyone at this level in this world.

But considering the density of the energy of this world, it's not surprising to find someone this powerful.

"I need to report this..."

He said to himself but then another wave of energy blades flew at him once again. He tightened his muscles and swiftly move his body.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Thud!

Souta landed on the ground with a smirk and said, "You don't stand a chance. Quit struggling and you will felt nothing when I kill you."

He then dashed towards the captain. In just an instant, he arrived in front of his enemy. Souta quickly slashed his sword and the captain blocked it.

Clang!

"Damn! You will die! You don't know the extent of our army!" The captain roared as he deflected Souta's sword and swung his sword.

Swoosh!

But then, his sword stopped an inch closer to Souta's neck. He was shocked when he saw this. No matter how much he tried to move his sword, it can't get closer to Souta's neck.

"What the hell is this?!" He cursed in a loud voice.

Souta looked at the captain in the eyes and said, "I will come for your army. It's such a waste to leave you alone, right?" He then raised his sword and slashed it.

The head of the captain flew in the air while spinning. Blood was gushing out of it nonstop.

Just like that, the captain of ten thousand soldiers died at Souta's hand.

"Now, let's clear this place..."

Souta said as he turned his head and looked at the body of the remaining soldiers. There were still thousands of them but they were too weak to pose a problem to him.

His body flashed as he massacred the invaders. It was gruesome as the blood of ten thousand people dyed the ground. The smell of blood filled the entire area.

...

After an hour, the entire place was silent. The black mist slowly disappeared into thin air and it revealed Souta who was covered in blood.

He was standing on top of the corpses that he killed. Strong bloodl.u.s.t was oozing out of his body.

Souta looked at the sky and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves. This was the first time he killed this many people ever since he arrived in this world.

'Kill! Kill! Kill!'

The same words kept ringing inside his head. He felt that his instinct would consume him if he didn't calm himself. He was a goblin which was famous for killing and plundering people.

Killing thousands of people awakened the hidden instinct to kill in his body. His senses heightened because of it. It was great but then he was also craving to kill.

This was the reason of monster tide. Monsters who got consumed by their killer instinct would march towards the city built by humans and demis. They lost all their reasoning. They will kill repeatedly and will only stop after they died.

There's another way to stop this. The way was to let a monster lord used its suppression against lower life forms to control it.

He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled, "Why am I...? I..."

His eyes opened widely as he came back to himself.

'Souta, what happened to you? You're out for a second there.' Saya's voice sounded in his head.

'Nothing.' He shook his head and activated the [Harvester of the Soul] skill of his earring.

Ohm!

Right now, the souls that he needed were enormous.

[Harvester of the Soul] Soul Collected(Left Piece): 545/2,400

[Harvester of the Soul] Soul Collected(Right Piece): 206/1,000

Since the lowest requirement was his right piece, he used the souls to fill it first. He used all the souls to increase his strength attribute by 70 points making a base attribute of 930 points. Just a little bit more and it will reach 1,000 points.

[Harvester of the Soul] Soul Collected(Right Piece): 1,106/1,700

All ten thousand souls disappeared just like that and it only increased one of his attributes by 70 points. The soul requirement was getting higher and higher. Soon, it will reach hundreds of thousands of souls just to increase his attribute by 10 points.

His current stats were already higher when he was at this level in the game.

This was just a part of the Great Astley Empire's army that arrived in this world. From the information that got from those elves, they estimated that the enemy had over three hundred thousand strong soldiers.

So he had to slaughter those three hundred thousand people...

'You should visit a brothel soon.' Saya suggested to him.

Souta raised his eyebrows in surprise. 'Oh? I thought you're against it but why are you...?' He asked her and Saya immediately answered him.

'I can feel it. Your bloodl.u.s.t is getting stronger. You can see the other people looking at it with a hint of fear.' Saya said.

Souta turned his head on the walls and saw the soldiers of the Riverpool City were looking at him with fear in their eyes.

'They can't help it. The bloodl.u.s.t you're letting out is too strong for them. Kids who didn't experience anything would faint at the sight of you. Their instinct is telling them to run away even though they knew that you save their lives. That's just how it is.' Saya explained to him.

'I see... So I need to calm down. I didn't even know that I'm releasing such bloodl.u.s.t.' Souta said to her with a sigh.

'Yeah, killing ten thousand people will definitely change your aura.' Saya said.

It can't be helped. He was simply thinking about the souls forgetting something like this was out of his expectations. Well, he doesn't care about it even if those people feared him.

He should prepare himself to go towards his next goal, the Condifan Empire. The oldest empire in the world. In that place, he will plunder everything that was useful to him and his comrades. Spell books, combat arts, recipes, potions, and equipment. As long as it was useful to him.

...

Ever since the fall of the Condifan Empire, no one managed to defeat the army of the invaders. While every country was preparing themselves to fight the invaders, a word got out that shook the heart of countless people.

The Riverpool City managed to annihilate the ten thousand strong soldiers of the invaders. Their casualties were below ten percent. Words got out that a strong Master-class Knight helped them. No, it was fine to say that he alone defeated ninety percent of the army.

A one-man army. From this day, they called that man the "Crimson Demon" due to the gruesome massacre that he did to the invaders. He was like a demon that was covered in blood with every swing of his sword blood would spurt out from his enemy's body.