Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 572

Chapter 572: Second test by Dylan and Deamon
However, those that died even had it easy. It was those that were unfortunately captured by the blood lust that had it worst. After all, their clothes were peeled off like paper as the Bloodlust mounted them for the sake of lustful pleasure. And those that fought, had no choice but to watch.

Bloodlust a were a very unique kind of creatures. In that if person was actually strong enough to survive their sexual assault, then they would become like them.

This was the true worse fate for this people. A fate none of them wanted to suffer. After all, they were not even given the grace of being called champions after defeating each wave.

Because they were a lot of them challenging at the same time, it was not like Chiron’s time.

The Bloodlust did not stop coming. some bloodlust even had power that peaked into the bronze rank. Of course this was only because they were bronze rank cultivators amongst them in the first place. After all, the Precious land was always fair in its tests.

They were many that outrightly decided to give up in the middle of battle. In fact, it was absolutely ridiculous but the situation had reached a juncture where the encouraging words of their leader, Deamon, was no longer enough for this men and women to give their lives to the cause.

They were a few people that instead decided that it was easier to commit suicide and exploded their Dantains before falling, limply to the ground.

They were some that used their weapons to stab at their own hearts and ended it all. They were some others that thought unfortunately drafted on their totems too much, and the core beast spirits carve don their bodies entered into overdrive and into a maddening state, with the core beasts spirits attacking and consuming their warrior host.

Dylan and Deamon had indeed seen battle, but none of them had seen battle like this. It was primal, and it was chaotic. Before the horde of Bloodlusts that just wouldn’t stop coming for them, their desire to go and bring Chiron whether to kill him or have him save their people totally became as insignificant as dust.

The only thing that was of note was the fact that none of them stopped swinging their arms, their swords for even a minute. After all there was the subtle fear that once one stopped swinging, the fatigue would take over and one would collapse.

After seeing the fates of those that had to suffer at the hands of the bloodlusts, the only way out was incredible endurance.

And then the combatants fell one after the other, until. It was only four people. Dylan, Deamon and two last warriors. An older man and a woman. However, it was clear that the older man would soon fall.

After a while, he turned to Deamon and then he nodded at him, “I will by you guys a couple of seconds to rest. Use it well, boss.”

On saying this, he dived into the midst of the bloodlust, and as he did so, he detonated his Danatain.

He exploded into a storm of spiritual energy, blasting away a large group of bloodlusts that proceeded their way. Surprisingly, after his death, the Bloodlust beasts suddenly stopped advancing, and then they turned about and ran away.

This turn of events absolutely surprised Dylan and Deamon who were remaining. Both of them were wounded, exhausted and entirely covered with blood.

And then the writing in the air appeared indicating that this was the end of the first test. Also offering the opportunity to go back with a weapon or continue the fight.

this made the remaining three people have their eyes widen in surprise. They were all weak and the sign that they had finally made it to the end made them drop to their knees in their tiredness.

The temptation to remain on the corpse and have a really long sleep was a strong one, but they all knew that they had to keep moving forward no matter what. Of course the definition of forward here, was relative to the individual.

As Dylan tied one of his arm with a blood soaked cloth, he watched as Deamon and the last remaining woman struggled to their feet.

“I… I can’t do this anymore boss, I… I choose to take the treasure and go back. I thought I was prepared to die, but…but I… I…” Tears fell from her eyes, and Deamon looked at her, and shook his head.

He perfectly understood what she was feeling. The things that they had seen and experienced in this place were definitely going to become hunting nightmares that would last their entire lives. To even know that such a place existed was already mind boggling. But to experience it was something else entirely.

Surely, many of those that had lost their lives at the cruel hands of the bloodlusts in this place would have rather faced the holy church and the tyrannical rule they presented.

After all, even cruelty was of different levels. And while war was usually inhuman, this was just damnation.

Deamon nodded at the woman. He understood her plight. After all, she had indeed gone far. He too thought it might be best they turned about and left.

After all, it was not looking like even Chiron would have survived such an incredibly crazy test.

Of course the totem on his arm told him other wise, but in this world, truths were very unique to the imagination of the individual.

Deamon looked at the pool of blood and torn meaty bodies beneath his feet, felt like a reminder that even fate was laughing at him, his so called position as boss and the reason for their coming to this place.

With all the deaths, it no longer felt like it was worth it, and for a slight second, the pain of loss that his heart had been soaked in so deep that he also wanted to give up.

Making up his mind, he raised his head to Dylan, to share his intension. But what Deamon’s eyes was met with was Dylan tying his arm with a blood soaked cloth as he advanced for the second test stage.

Dylan turned to him, one more look and then he advanced in.

That look. It was a call. At the same time, it was a mockery. It was as if Dylan was displaying the strength of his will, and it greatly vexed Deamon.

It was like his pride as a man and as a leader had been arrested and taken prisoner, and now, he was going to take it back. He painfully pushed against the ground as he stood to his feet.

And then he turned to the woman, “you go back, Mary. I am not stopping until I get the prince.”

And then taking measured steps, as he staggered left and right on the corpses, even falling over a couple of times, he walked into the second level.

…..Mary narrated this far to the Orc female chief and black arrow as she stood before them with a sword in hand, a treasured gift from the second zone.

The Female Orc Chief frowned a bit, “no one has ever made it into the second test, and now, not one, but three humans have made it in there in two weeks. It would seem you humans have more tenacity than I gave you credit for.”

She turned and proceeded to leave the hut. However, just before she left, she turned to mary. “I hate to put this on you, especially considering you made it out alive from that place. But only you can use that treasured weapon in your hands, and its our turn to go against that… Demon.” she spoke up, intentionally ignoring the look on Carla’s face.

After all, everyone had already agreed that the intruder that was causing them problems was a demon.

Whats more, he had even managed to secure the services of another demon, one that Carla called Zi. A demon woman capable of using core beasts cores as she wishes, bending their souls to reanimate them.

According to what Carla had told them, Zi had also come to Kill Chiron, but had been captured by one of the Orc clans.

Carla explained that Zi was thought to be dead. But it turned out the Orcs only used her to relieve their stress.

And now, she had joined forces with that intruder Demon.

The Female orc Chief turned to Carla, “if I had known your master was so valuable, I would have kept him for myself.” she cracked a laugh as she proceeded for battle, carrying her war hammer with her.

Meanwhile, within the veil in the holy land, Nora took a stroll within the garden. things had changed for her since that day she had been willing to give her life for the heir of the family.

And in truth, such an act of bravery should have seen that her status as slave be stripped away and her dantain forcefully awakened. However, her dantain was wounded, and without the slave seal, she would immediately die within the veil…