Chaos Devourer System - Chapter 688

Chapter 688: Killing Everyone!
“You… You coward. You finally chose to exit!” The words rang out from the bear-like figure immediately as Zeras moved out the door.

Carefully, Zeras locked the door tightly, watching it make the satisfying clink sound before he turned his gaze to the figure, his astral blue eyes now flashing with an intense starlight, and murderous aura billowed out from him like a wave.

“Tell me, how long will it take for me to bring an end to all of you?” Zeras forced out from within the space in his teeth as he slowly walked towards the figure down below, the wooden stairs groaning with every one of his footsteps.

“You bastardly low life, know your place!” The guard roared out angrily as he immediately grabbed hold of his spear, his front leg roughly smashing against the ground, and in the next instant…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The head of the spear roughly pierced through the air, the air surrounding it groaning from the incredible brute force hidden behind it.

In the next instant, it seemed to have torn through space, shooting forward towards Zeras.

“DIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!” A thunderous roar like that of a beast boomed out of Zeras’s lips as he clenched his fist, the cloth around his right arm blowing into dust, and then he punched forward furiously towards the tip of the spear.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A devastating surge of energy billowed out like a wave from the point of collision as the fist roughly smashed against the tip of the spear, yet not for once did the punch even stop as it tore through the shockwave coming from the spear, roughly smashing against it and reducing it to scraps of metal that blew around the room.

“You! You!” The bear-like guard retreated in fear as he looked at his own Celestial Grade weapon blown to nothing from a single punch. But he wasn’t given the mercy of thinking his next move when…

BAAAAANG!

A punch roared towards his chest, coated in flames from the horrific friction, and it connected smoothly with his chest.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

CRAAAAAAACKKKK!

The wooden wall behind him gave way as he roughly smashed through it, slamming hard into the ground below.

BLEEEERGGHH!

Blood mixed with intestines and parts of broken ribs burst out of his mouth, yet the ground beneath him shook as two legs violently stamped against the ground beneath him and then, a punch rapidly magnified towards his face.

BAANG!

BAANG!

BAANG!

BAANG!

BAANG!

BAANG!

The punches were unending, each one enough to reduce a part of his internal organs to nothing but paste.

It drowned the guard’s scream of anguish, the hands never stopping for even a second, and after punching for 30 seconds straight, it finally came to a stop as Zeras rose up.

Beneath him was a puddle of red liquid and semi-solid matter, indistinguishable from a pile of cow dung except more spine-chilling.

The guard had been reduced to nothing but blood and gore!

“Who… Who the hell are you?” The scream of shock came from the side as Zeras’s eyes slowly turned to the place, finding a couple dozen other guards all pointing their spears towards him.

Behind them were a total of four figures dressed in white robes. White eyes and white robes with white hair, they reminded him of a figure he never really liked at all.

Elvin.

“Tell me, how many more idiots like you will I have to kill before you all realize that you’re the true low-lives?” Zeras asked in anger as he stepped away from the gore he had created and began walking towards the guards.

The air surrounding his fist quivered repeatedly as if set on flames, and snake-like veins wriggled underneath his skin, holding otherworldly might within.

These people had repeatedly stalled around his room throughout the night, making his own room look like some sort of prison.

He had met countless idiots like these people, so much that he had expected his skin to be thick enough to ignore their idiocy.

But through one miraculous, devil-forsaken way, they had always figured out a way to just anger him and make him want to kill them, and this time, he would be showing them true horror.

“You, who are…” One of them was about to ask when his eyes widened in shock as he saw a hand tear through the chest of one of the guards standing before him, and then…

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!

Sound itself finally caught up to the action as Zeras slowly tore out his hand from the guard’s chest, who dropped to the ground with confusion and regret still in his eyes, even as he collapsed headfirst and life quickly left his eyes.

BADDUUUMP.

BAAADUUUMP.

The sound of a beating heart could be heard coming from none other than Zeras’s palm, and he threw it at the stupid white alien that was asking him for his name.

“Who am I? You’re free to ask the devil when I rip out your heart and send you straight to hell!” Zeras declared, and in the next instant, he faded away, appearing before a second guard and roughly sending him flying out of the inn with a punch to his face, brain matter and blood splashing through the air and managing to finally wake up the stupified guards.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR? KILL HIM!” The aliens roared out in anger at the guards who all immediately roared out in anger, all piercing their spears outward towards Zeras.

“DIIIIIEEEEE!

BAAAANG!

BAAAANG!

BAAAANG!

BOOOOOOOM!

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The devastating sound and powerful wave of aura were enough to alert the guards outside the inn, who all immediately ran in, their eyes widening in horror and fear as they looked at the small river of blood that had been created in the room, and the seemingly deranged figure whose fists seemed like clouds, raining down red liquids uncontrollably.

Stepping away from the badly mutilated corpses, every one of his steps towards them seemed as if their hearts were being walked directly on…