Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 257

Chapter 257: This was a Massacre.
General Chain had managed to disperse Chiron’s power but at the cost of his, he had gotten an injury that left him handicapped.

The worst situation any cultivator could ever find themselves in was finishing their cultivation energy within a fight.

While the absolute worst situation they could ever be in life was to lose their hard-earned cultivation energy forever.

General Chain could feel it. His cultivation energy was leaving his body steadily.

At first, it dropped to the second stage of the bronze rank.

And then it dropped to the first, and then a massive drop to the copper ranks.

He could feel his sin-cravings dying away.

This was the most prominent proof that he had fallen.

He tried as hard as he could, flaring his arms in an attempt to catch the spiritual energy that was flowing out of his body and into the air.

However, it did not work. It was like he was trying to catch smoke.

He could see it, but he couldn’t touch it.

“No! No!! No!!! don’t go…Please stay. My life’s work,” his eyes were wide with his plea, “Come back!” He tried harder to catch the smoke. However, that would never happen.

Tears fell from his eyes like a child hungry for its mother’s milk.

Some fires still burnt around and it helped brighten the area.

Chiron took one step at a time as he advanced forward, “Kill everything that breaths. But leave the Orcs. I have plans for them,” he muttered lowly.

Hunter and Carla rushed into the confused midst of the soldiers.

Carla rushed forward. Her first victim was the general in tears.

*Slush!*

Her long sharp fingers went into the throat of the general and with a sharp movement she made with her hand, his head went into the air like a tossed coin.

It fell on the ground not knowing what had happened or why it had happened to him.

The moment the general’s head touched the ground, Chiron activated a shadow pool and it rolled inside it.

Just like that, and by the wits of a child barely the age of eleven, the general who was a cultivator of the bronze rank had lost his life.

Many of the soldiers were still alive.

Chiron advanced slowly. After the death of the general, he was not in a hurry.

<<Congratulations host +5 points>>

<<Congratulations Host +5 points>>

<<Congratulations Host +….>>

Again and again as deaths went rampant around him, the system gave announcements of fate points.

“Devil’s touch, join them and play a little,” he muttered lowly.

Devil’s touch appeared from his body like liquid iron.

It flowed out of his body and into the environment.

It morphed to the form of thousands of blades and it traced the soldiers.

This was not in any way a fair fight. Chiron had said that he was going to destroy the camp alone.

He did not lie.

As far as he was concerned, his servants were an extension of his will and blade.

This was a proud massacre.

Chiron strolled into the camp.

A mixture of screams from the dying, and alerts from the system was a potent mix that brought a deep smile to his face.

In a matter of minutes, the soldiers were dead, and while a very lucky few had managed to escape, most were dead.

For those that escaped, Chiron sent Hunter for the hunt.

Just then, Carla brought a person before Chiron.

He was wounded all over. However, he still had his body decorated with the pieces of jewelry.

One look at him, and it was easy to tell that this was not an ordinary person. He was most likely a noble or a man of the state, and in these times, those were one and the same.

“Please don’t kill me! I’ll do whatever you want. I am rich. Precious stones, beast cores? Just name it! I’ll give it to you. I can also help you get…”

*Pow!*

Carla gave him a resounding slap on the face that sent him to the ground.

Instantly, he understood that he needed to keep his mouth shut.

Advisor Gon bled from his mouth. His eyes remained on Chiron.

It was not hard to tell that Chiron was the person in charge.

He could see that Chiron did not have any arms. Yet, the kind of presence he carried was not that of a cripple.

“The armless prince!” he lowly muttered.

Chiron nodded, “Good! you have heard of me. It will make this much easier. Who are you and what value can you present to me alive?”

Adviser Gon as his title implied was one of the trusted aids of the king of the Chanland kingdom.

He had been by his side since the king was a prince and had helped him execute many plans. Including the problem that now plagued the Vandora kingdom.

He was sent over here strictly because of his ability to speak the Orc language so as to pass the right message to the Orcs.

Chiron heard this and a plan was slowly formed in his head.

“Keep him. He is useful!” Chiron instructed.

Carla nodded as she knocked him out.

Afterwards, Chiron waited a while as Hunter and Carla ate some of the soldiers to their fill.

…..

“He has been gone for hours now. Should we send someone to go check up on him?” Glover asked captain Timi.

Captain shook his head, “Don’t do that. This concerns the pride of a commander. If we interfere, it will destroy his reputation with the troops!”

The two of them waited outside their tent in silence as they awaited Chiron’s arrival.

A little while later, a soldier ran over with news of his arrival.

They immediately ran out to him.

There he was in the open field just in front of the Orc forest.

By his feet lay a man that had obviously been beaten silly.

Chiron watched as they hurried to him.

But there were not the only ones.

Curiosity had the better of the troops and they also came out to watch. After all, they had all seen the fire in the forest that was as bright as the sun.

Chiron was sound, alive and well, and had even brought back a prisoner.

“Keep this one. He is very important,” Chiron walked away. However, he had only taken a few steps when he paused and turned, “Also, feed Dan’s hands to my dragon.”