Chapter 119: Madness
"You're so pathetic." Leon's indignation heightened after hearing Eros' words, for that man thrashed his relationship with Celes and others, calling it childish. And to know all of it in such a short time, Eros surely had peered into Leon's memories and learned about him from scratch.
Leon was convinced that The Oracle tried the same method, just like The Black Spirit.
But now that he had split himself away from that fate and broken connections with those people, Leon only had one thing to do before he could get his well-deserved rest, and it was to erase the last bits of Eros' consciousness.
In his case, Leon didn't care about his level. He couldn't back down or apologize to the divine existence whose level was hidden behind the system.
"Am I?" Eros raised his sword and bent his elbow, taking a thrusting position. "I won't let a naive brat like you wield my power and only use it to develop and pleasure a few women. It is the duty of Eros to introduce women to the nine heavens of divine pleasure, Leon Blade!"
With a smirk, Eros thrust his sword in. At the same time, his body turned into a bright light that teleported him before Leon, giving him an easy thrust into Leon's shoulder. Blood spurted and spilled onto Leon and Eros' faces, who both were wearing opposite expressions.
Leon couldn't see through divinity and failed to react. In fact, it was like Leon simply had been waiting for Eros to wound him. Even after some seconds passed, Leon failed to register the wound and belatedly reacted to the pain spreading on his shoulder.
He quickly fixed his mistake and punched the divine being.
But Eros, still confidently smiling, simply tilted his head and thrust his sword for the second time. This time, he drew blood out from Leon's torso and slightly leaned forward, horizontally cutting through Leon's stomach, filling his opponent with more pain.
"Ah, cutting is not as easy as thrusting… Find someone who dares to say he's better at thrusting than me." Eros jested, circling around Leon in light steps, showcasing his high movement.
He kept hacking at Leon from various angles, bullying him. It was hard to keep track of his movements, but amidst those arrogant slashes and thrusts, Leon slowly adapted to Eros' movements and caught sight of him before the man inflicted more wounds on him!
"I'm better at thrusting than you." Leon caught the blade with his bare hand, clenching it tightly. His hand instantly became red, and blood dripped down in abundance. Although he kept shaking, he didn't let the sword go and rooted Eros to the ground, glaring at him.
Leon drew himself closer and smashed his left fist on Eros' face. He felt like his punch easily sank into that man's face, and he even swore he'd heard Eros' nose cracking. Ignoring those confusing feelings, Leon stuffed more strength in his arm and chucked another strike at the divine being!
Eros groaned and stumbled backward.
Hearing that, Leon let the purple sword go and launched a series of punches at Eros' entire upper body! He smashed his stomach from below, added an uppercut, struck his chin, then pummeled him until his stamina fell to zero, adrenaline and hatred guiding his fists!
"Done?" Eros asked with blood sliding down from his marred face. "My turn to show you a few moves!"
Eros raised his sword high, and his weapon shone bright with immense sharpness as though he could turn his mana and other energies into a new, lethal concept. The sword buzzed with a new, profound might, and even Leon felt like one slash would send him to hell.
At this point, Leon couldn't help but smile warmly. Just some time ago, he wasn't sure whether he would go to hell or heaven. Now, he was confident he would go through some torment.
"But not any time soon." Leon muttered with his confident smile.
Eros narrowed his eyes, and his arm slowly took the familiar thrust position. "Have you already lost your mind?" But when he wanted to perform his move, Eros suddenly found out that he couldn't move at all! "What?"
He glanced at his arm, only to find black and red threads coiled around him! Eros quickly looked at himself from a different view and spotted many of those unusual threads pinning him down in one place! With Leon's memories within him, he knew who could summon such a peculiar skill.
Eros wheeled behind and gasped.
Countless words left his heart and made their way up to his throat, only to wedge inside his mouth. He wanted to call that woman with many words: beautiful, sexy, dangerous, and more. He felt like confessing, too. He even had the urge to forget about Leon, cut those threads, and fuck her against her wishes.
She filled him with so many conflicting feelings that Eros didn't know what to do.
The vampiress arrived in a mood Eros hadn't seen before. She contorted her face with indescribable fury, drawing closer her eyebrows, narrowing her beautiful eyes, and gritting her teeth. Her hair floated and twirled on its own, with her curly bangs seeming to spring with life on their own.
Her lovely curves shivered, shedding the usual allure to replace it with a maddened thirst for blood. Even though her uniform went through a change to make her look sultry and sexy, revealing her ample chest with nothing more than a bandage going across her big areola and nipples, no one sane would feel tempted by this girl.
Celes stood with her shoulders low and little head tilted to the side, her black and red threads swaying around her trembling hands.
She glared at Eros.
"Master… groaned in my embrace… He ached… He bled…" Celes' red eyes shone like a killing machine, glazed over with madness and craziness. "It's all because of you!" She noticed her master soaked in blood, and her heart burned with killing intent, which filled her mind.
Celes was barely able to control herself. "Master…. Close your eyes… I'll deal with that shit."
"Sure." Leon closed his eyes, believing in his vampiress.
In the meantime, Eros parted his lips and questioned aloud. "How can she be here?"
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