The moment they were about to take action on the situation in front of them, the three teams of dead soldiers came out of their hiding, blocking their way.
Master Miura had been aware of their presence from the start, but after being surprised, and stunned by Eric moment after moment, he kind of forgot about them. ??
Not to mention that he didn't consider them as a big threat to him, they were almost as strong as his Captains, and he had no problem in fighting with his Captains, and 3 vs 1 at that.
When he thought that he could thwart them off easily though, two of the upcoming guys, threw themselves at his legs, blocking them, while two were coming head-on towards him.
Master Ito was in the same situation, as it looked like these guys wouldn't show any mercy towards their opponents.
If they decided to receive those punches head-on, both Master Miura and Master Ito would suffer heavy damage, especially since they would be unable to dodge the attacks.
While the people in front of them didn't even look like they were afraid of death, or dying at that moment. Their eyes were calm and cold as if they were alive to die.
For that reason, the duo redirected their strength to their legs, and both dodged in different directions while taking the duo at their legs with themselves.
The guys who had been heading towards their place with their kicks and punches didn't follow them, as they only stopped and were looking at them dead in the eyeballs.
Their instructions had been clear a moment ago, they only needed to stall their target, and not let him approach their new Master.
Even the guys at the two Master's legs released them and retreated to their place in the team. Seeing this made Master Miura mad beyond belief.
It was clear that their purpose was just to stall him. How could he not understand something as simple as this! He had to think of a way to break free, and go help his soldiers!
But now that those guys were surrounding him, he didn't have any other choice but to stop for a moment and re-evaluate the situation, Master Ito was the same as him.
These guys were giving them a dread feeling, the death energy accumulated around their bodies was nothing to scoff at.
They seemed like experienced death messengers that were there for the sole purpose of receiving their souls. This made the situation creepier in that staring moment.
The situation seemed to have been set into a stalemate, as Master Miura and Master Ito didn't seem to dare to move, while the death soldiers were just looking attentively at them.
On the other hand, Eric was turning the whole place into a massive bloody graveyard, as the blood on the ground was slowly building up to a small pool.
The corpses on the ground were just adding up, as the pile became larger and larger with each passing moment.
Eric was waltzing through the corpses and the living soldier like a deadly fish through water, as every soldier that came in contact with him would die in a quick death.
He had lost count of how many he had killed and how many more he would kill, all he knew was that he had entered into a strange state of thinking, and acting.
He was slowly being immersed in his killing that his actions had become almost robotic, as his head was drifting far away from what he was doing at that moment.
Everything looked easy, it was like raising his hand, or opening his eyes, simple and easy. He could feel the heartbeats of his enemies, and also their intense fear.
It was almost tangible to him, as his hand holding the knife run through the air, and slit their throats or pierced their hearts.
If he concentrated a bit on his knife, and his trajectory he could swear that he could see some kind of illusory line guiding him up to the spot he had to go.
He couldn't believe what was going on, this had never happened to him before, and he had done even more bloody massacres in his previous life.
This was the first time he was able to see something like this happen. He hadn't even heard of something like this being mentioned in his previous life.
But this wasn't the strangest thing he could feel at the moment, as slowly he was feeling some kind of dark energy slowly surrounding his body.
This energy seemed chaotic, and abundant around him, it was like a never-ending stream of a crazy river, surrounding him at all times.
At first, he thought that this energy was going to attack him, and kill him, but he soon found out that it was more like a little soul beast he had raised.
He could feel it as a part of his own, as he surrounded his body with it and used it in his interests without any problem.
The only problem was that the amount of that energy that he could use was minuscule, almost inexistent compared to the amount of energy he could feel that existed.
But he had a feeling that even that tiny minuscule part of that energy that he could use was destructive beyond belief, and that not many people could survive that.
He was spending every possible moment, trying to feel that energy better, and try to use more and more of it. He even forgot the illusory lines he was seeing, concentrating on that energy.
He didn't understand why, but he had a feeling that the energy was many more times more useful than those illusory lines to him, and he placed full priority on it.
On the outside, the people around him were feeling a cold and chilly air start forming around them, as Eric looked colder, and detached from this world, as his killing count just went up.
The strangest thing was that his eyes seemed closed, and he looked like an ancient monk trying to meditate while his killing spree went on and on.
At times his face would look disappointed, at times he would look like he was elated, and at times he would be really happy.
They really couldn't understand what was going on, but they had a feeling that it wasn't something simple, as a small thin dark cloud started surrounding his body.
The cloud was so thin, as it looked like only a really spacious veil, and only if someone concentrated really hard on Eric would they be able to notice this difference.
Noticing the changes in Eric, Master Miura was even more startled, dumbstruck, and regretful. He was supposed to be a sly fox, and yet he had made the biggest mistake of all.
Underestimated his enemy, and attacked without clear information. Right now he truly regretted everything, but it was too late. There was no going back anymore.
While Master Ito's face was like he had been eating shit all this time. While the world took him for a fool following Master Miura, he was a really clever and sly fox himself.
All this time he had kept his relationship with Master Miura offering him his daughters, and wealth, but the truth was that he was using his friend and his connections to have his own power.
In his eyes, his daughters were nothing more than useful chess pieces that he could use to increase his business and his power. He didn't care much what happened to them, as he was a selfish bastard.
Not to mention that his daughters had already fallen into the world of depravity, and spoiling. What he had decided for them would certainly be nothing new for them.
When Master Miura had explained to him about Eric and his current situation, he had thought that this was a golden opportunity for him.
Not only could he show off in front of his 'friend' and keep that fake idiot face on, but he would also get an opportunity to place his hands on a big cake.
He had never, even in his wildest nightmares, imagined that something like this could happen. With his 'friends' brains and cautious personality, something like this shouldn't be possible to happen.
And yet here they were in such a massive show fight that would most probably end up with their death. Especially feeling a terrible bad premonition looking at Eric's figure right now.
With these thoughts in his mind, he could only think of one possible line of action for himself.
Escape!
Run away from this place as fast as he could, and as far as he could, and ask for help. Possibly from the big families, police, military, or government. Anyone that could stop this beast would do.
Thinking like this he made a sign towards Master Miura, with a clear meaning, they would break free from their situation, and go and kill Eric.
If they managed to cut the snake's head, then its body would eventually die down on its own. As long as they killed Eric, these guys would be just headless flies, and they could easily kill them.
They had to kill Eric no matter what! They had to kill him before he came out of that strange state he was.
They had a bad premonition in their hearts if Eric was allowed to wake up from that state, then they would never be his opponents, and they could only wait for their death.
This was something totally out of the question as neither of them wanted to die. Not to mention Master Miura's anger at the fact that Eric had destroyed all his efforts until now.
If he was able, he would be drinking his blood once he managed to kill or capture him. As for his son, he was completely out of his mind right now.
Agreeing with Master Ito's suggestion, he made the sign to attack, and suddenly jumped towards the death soldiers…
(TO BE CONTINUED…)
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