Khalrog held the axe, not allowing Damian to take it. A warrior without its weapon was weak, and Khalrog believed his chances in the fight would increase.
Never did he think Damian would create another axe, identical to the first. It made him quite curious.
"Is this your ability, human?" Khalrog asked.
Damian said nothing. There was no need for useless words, only combat. He grasped his axe and dashed against Khalrog once again.
Khalrog grabbed the axe from his belly and tossed it away, entering a fighting stance right after, preparing himself to clash with Damian.
This time, he would not get fooled by Damian's move, and the moment the two met, sounds echoed through the city.
They attacked each other so fast it was hard for Chris and the others to see anything! Only Frederic, who was powerful yet never engaged in combat, could see what was happening.
Damian swing his axe and Khalrog blocked, and the same thing happened the other way around. They could not hit each other, and after a few minutes of clashing, both were tired.
It was a stalemate if one considered only their base physical power, but Khalrog was tiring of not being able to hit Damian.
"It seems I will have to use more of my power to win against you. Be proud of it."
Khalrog concentrated for a few seconds, and a black aura surrounded him! A type of energy that kept increasing, enhancing his body in the process! Even his spear had a black aura around it.
The change made him look more fierce, as it did, and Damian could feel the enemy's power increasing to a level beyond his capabilities. Well, that if Damian did nothing to increase his power as well!
He activated his Slime Ring, creating all kinds of weapons, from short blades to spears, controlling all of them around him. Damian did not stop there, but created an armor using the Slime Ring, and went with the shape of a plate armor, making him look like a dark knight or something.
"Oh?"
The sudden creation of weapons, as well as the fact they were all floating, surprised Khalrog.
"You have more power than it looks, but even with that, it is not enough to stop me! Weak human!" Khalrog yelled, dashing toward Damian at a speed he had never witnessed.
Damian knew the enemy's power had increased, but not the exact extent of it, and it surprised him! Khalrog covered 30 meters in one second, appearing right in front of Damian, piercing his spear!
It happened too fast, more than Damian could handle, and the spear hit him, piercing the left side of his belly! A clean hit, one that the Slime Armor could not handle.
Damian grasped his axe and swing it, and Khalrog did not want to get hit again, so he took out the spear as he jumped backwards, avoiding the attack.
"You can't fight much longer with this wound," Khalrog said as he laughed, "But you fought well. Be proud of that in the underworld. I will be the one torturing your soul!"
A shiver ran down the spine of everyone watching the fight — if Damian fell, they would be Khalrog's next victims!
The only calm person in that whole situation was, against all odds, Damian. He was not scared of dying, and the fight was just starting!
His bloodline went to work, healing the wound caused by the spear. Not only that, but his recent increase in his attributes also improved his recovery, and the two things together made a lot of difference.
Damian's wound closed in 10 seconds, and his slime armor reconstructed itself too!
"What? How can you heal so fast?"
A greed was clear on Khalrog's face. He wanted to learn more about Damian's healing, and maybe get the secret to himself!
'This would make me rise in the rankings! Maybe finally leave the 12th position?'
Khalrog was the weakest among the twelve winged demons, and he was constantly trying to improve his power to change that.
"This changes nothing! All I have to do is keep hitting you until you die!"
It was the truth, sadly. Damian could heal the wounds fast, but that exhausted his body, and his healing would stop at a certain point. Also, having a healing like that would not do any good if Damian could not dodge a single attack.
'He will keep hitting me. Will I have to show my giant powers here?'
Damian did not want to, but he would have to, as Khalrog did the same movement, and again Damian could not dodge, getting his body pierced.
Then Khalrog retreated, and if things continued like that, Damian would lose the fight.
'Maybe I can get the power from my bloodline without increasing the size of my body to its fullest?'
It was a risk Damian will take. He concentrated on his bloodline, activating it! That would make his body massive, but Damian focused on condensing the power.
His body still went through a drastic change. All of his muscles increased, making him look bigger than a bodybuilder. His height was not that of a building, but got close to the same one Khalrog had, making the two look similar in terms of body size.
"What?"
Khalrog was expecting a victory, plotting to torment the humans, until something astonishing occurred.
"What else are you hiding? What type of monster are you?!"
For Khalrog, there was no way Damian was a human. He had to be hiding something, and that knowledge, that secret, was something he wanted!
"One more thing for me to discover after torturing you," Khalrog said.
He laughed like a maniac until realizing something was off.
"Why can't I feel my leg?"
Khalrog looked down, and his left leg was no more. Black blood spurted from the wound, and he almost fell without balance.
When did that happen? Khalrog was so focused on the things he would find after defeating Damian that he did not see Damian dashing toward him, cutting his leg off using his axe.
Hell, not that it would make any difference. The speed and power Damian had far surpassed that of Khalrog's, and he wanted to finish the fight quickly before his bloodline power ended.
"I-Impossible! Impossible!"
Damian swung his axe once again, cutting the other leg, making Khalrog fall. The fear was clear on his face, and even a demon could beg for his life.
"If you kill me, the other demons will come after you!"
"Oh? Will they? That's why you are here, alone in an abandoned city? They must care deeply about you."
"Please, I-I can give you my position in the underworld and-"
"I heard you have a book with you."
"You mean this?"
Khalrog waved his hand, and a small dark portal appeared in the air. A black book came out of it with its cover having an occultist symbol.
"Take it! This has many necromancy spells and rituals. Please, spare me."
Damian grabbed the book and browsed it to see if it was legit, stopping on a page that had a demon binding spell!
'I need a part of his dead body to summon him again under my command. Interesting.'
He stared at Khalrog and said, "We will see each other again."
A sound echoed in the city as Khalrog's head hit the ground, and his body soon followed. Damian did not end there but got the demon's heart, storing it inside his spatial ring.
He did the same with the book, and when Damian turned around, he was glad everyone else had hidden in the nearby area, not watching the fight anymore.
The power of his bloodline ended, and Damian returned to his normal self.
"Come, it is over!"
Soon, Chris, Polly, Judith, and Frederic appeared, and they could not believe Damian had defeated the demon.
"Brother, you are fucking awesome. How did you do it? Can you teach me the way?" Chris said, looking like when a kid found its idol.
"Later. You said something about a book? I don't see any item with him."
"It's okay. I am glad we are alive, so what's the reason to go begging for money?"
Chris and the others were glad to be alive after that mess, and the idea of risking their lives for money was not so appealing anymore.
"We should return to the human settlement to get some rest. Let's all of us go there together," Chris suggested.
Damian had to explore the main building and speak with the elves before leaving.
"Let's check the insides of the building first, and rest. We are all tired, and surely other beasts will try to attack us on the way back."
"You're right. I expected nothing less from our savior!"
They all walked toward the main building, and as they passed through Khalrog's body, Frederic could not help but notice the heart was missing.
He frowned his eyebrows, staring at Damian's back.
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