Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 145

Chapter 145: Music of my Chaos…
The elder paused in his words.

There was a loud bell that resounded all over the clan.

This was a sign that the clan was under attack.

….

Meanwhile,

The shadow pool appeared and Chiron and Carla got out of it.

She followed obediently behind him.

Chiron had taken her outside the clan.

He kicked against the ground and rushed into the forest area.

He was not taking the usually route that was designated safe for those of lower ranks. Instead, he headed towards the more dangerous paths with cored beasts of higher ranks.

He stopped some twenty kilometers away from the Clan.

“This is were you shall do the hunting.”

Carla looked around the place. It was dark in the night, but she was now a demon. The environment was as bright as day to her.

Although Chiron had said they were going to hunt, she could not find the prey.

There was no cored beast or the like here.

Chiron turned about and faced the empty air, “So it is true what they say about the gate to the neither realm. If I’m not mistaking, it is also called the gate of lies.”

There was silence, and then a ridiculous laugh like that of a hyena went out.

Soon, more laughs were heard.

Carla looked in the direction the weird laughter had come from.

They hid good, and she could not see them before, but not anymore.

As they laughed, they materialized out of hiding.

These were devils.

They had red skin, with hooves for feet. Some of them had webbed feet, webbed digits. Others had claws for hands and feet.

Many had faces that looked like they had been compressed like smashed bread, while some others had stretched out faces.

They all had their own unique flavor of ugliness, but one thing was sure and that was the fact that none of them was appealing to the eyes.

Carla had not seen them. At least not until there showed themselves.

“So you are aware and you still opened the gate to let us through.” One of the devils answered. It was the one in the front. This one had a stretched out face, and unlike the others, it had a weapon. it was a metal club.

Chiron laughed, “Of course! or do you think I would have done it, if it was not to my benefit?”

“Benefit?” The devil asked in surprise.

Chiron nodded.

The devil laughed some more, “Hahaha!!! That is the thing with you humans. You always think that you know how the world works. At the end of the day, your greed brings you to our JAWS!!!”

The demon licked its bared teeth. It looked at Chiron like it had seen a tasty snack.

Step by step, it drew closer, “At first we felt the presence of a copper level spirit cultivator, and that was why we hid ourselves. But it turned out that its only a snack at the stone realm.”

It stopped just two steps from Chiron. It was taller than him by at least three feet. “Do you know why we followed you here?”

“Please!” Chiron gestured, “Enlighten me.”

The demon sniffed, “It’s the smell of death surrounding you. Even in the nether realm, you’ll be a delicacy!”

It’s jaws opened abnormally as it dived down in a bite for Chiron’s head.

However,

*Clang!*

A set of black claws as long as as a grown man’s palm stopped it.

It was Carla’s.

Chiron still remained unmoving.

She had changed to her demon form and had defended in front of him.

“These are all lesser devils. It should be no problem for you. Let’s see how useful you are.”

“Yes, master!” she replied as she turned and her claws cut out the head of the devil.

Blood like that if an erupting volcano filled the sky from the devil’s neck.

Chiron took several steps back. He sat on a boulder and watched the show.

As he did, he thought back to what that lesser devil had said. But how could Chiron not know.

It was one of the reasons why he had not summoned a devil for power when he first came into this world. They were just too troublesome to control.

He had only knocked upon the gate to the nether realm for some devil energy, and trouble came along.

However, this was trouble he was expecting. After all, devils and demons were unkind creatures, and so was their realm.

Another name for the gate he had opened was called the gate of lies.

It was called so because it had a habit of going against the wishes of the summoner.

Chiron had only wanted some devil energy to convert Carla to his puppet but some devils ended up sneaking into this world from it.

Luckily, he had not opened the gate fully, and had only attracted lesser devils. These were equivalent to the wood and stone rank.

Although he would not say they were exactly a problem, they were actually a lot.

Before him and Carla alone were about fifty of them.

He turned and looked in the direction of the clan area. He could tell from the flames going up to the sky that they were more over there.

But the chaos made him smile.

In the clan were men and women that could not cultivate. These lesser devils would not be a problem for cultivators, but that did not mean that they would not be problem for non-cultivators.

The clan that used to be the safest place, was now the most chaotic.

Chiron knew for certain that the cultivators would not kill all the devils in time.

In other words, many people were going to die.

This idea had come up to him the moment Carla had eaten her mother’s heart.

This was what he meant by pushing further a little.

Things were not like they used to be.

the holy church was now on his tail. He was not sure when next they were going to come, but he wanted to build his strength as much as possible before that happened.

The first plan of tricking and changing someone’s fate for points had temporarily gone out of the window.

As the saying went: half loaf was always better than none.

It was better he got ten points for killing than nothing, all because he ran away from the holy church knights to protect his life.

He needed points to heal his aura dantian. But he could not go around killing because of the strength of the clan.

However, who ever said he needed to hold the knife that kills the chicken.

All he had to do was create the perfect situation that allowed for it.

And so, he had changed the fate of a lot of people simple by this act.

Chiron sat and enjoyed the music of alerts that came from the system, and also enjoyed the show of Carla slaughtering devils.

Of course, there was always one or two devils that managed to reach him. However, even before it had the privilege to attack, Hunter would spring out from the shadow pool and swiftly attack. Biting off its neck before diving back into the shadow pool.

Truly, one must not always lift thy hand to perform chaos. If the tools were available, all that was needed was one that could use them to their full.

Carla fought as much as she could.

For every time the black blood of her opponent should touch her, she would feel alive.

At first her fingers moved in the pattern she used her swords, but soon, it became totally chaotic as she got lost in the ecstasy of killing.

However, even for her, the opponents were too much.

It was also important to note that these devils were also as crazy for blood as she was.

At first came a cut by her side, and then her arm, and then only barely, the fangs of a devil missed her throat.

She breathed heavily as she was slowly getting overwhelmed.

Chiron saw this and sighed. He could tell that Carla would be needing further training to become a formidable killing machine for him.

“You may join her!” he ordered silently.

A devil that was about attack her suddenly had its body displaced in two parts by a blade from the middle.

A loud screeching sound was heard as the essence draining spider joined the fight.

Chiron looked at the moon. The melody of alerts with the dying devils mixed up in his head.

He looked up to the two moons high up in the sky.

He really felt inspired right now.

“The bamboo spends years enjoying the unsweetened flavor of the ground. Spreading its roots like water from a stream, while the palm tree laughs as it towers high over it. However, when the palm stops is when the bamboo starts. never stopping until it touches the helm of the twin moons,” he smiled.

“I am not the palm nor I’m I the bamboo. I’m the helm they seek to reach. I watch and increase their troubles with the grace of my height. This is the Music of my Chaos…”