44 Chapter 44

Despite stabbing his sword with his full strength, the wound was barely even a centimetre deep!

Still holding onto the sword the cultist's legs shook as he watched Oswald slowly turn towards him. But instead of the furious, murderous expression the cultist had expected, he saw something completely different.

A smile.

It was a smile so gentle and warm that if the cultist hadn't been in his current situation he would have even found it quite charming.

But such a smile was not something that belonged on the battlefield. The cultist clearly knew something was wrong and he could see it in Oswald's eyes.

The blood, the slaughter, the chaos, that sick bastard was actually enjoying it!

"De…Demon!" Cried the cultist

"You have to be a Demon from the deepest pits of hell!"

But those were the last words the cultist managed to utter before Oswald brutally snapped his neck.

After dealing with the cultist, Oswald started to massacre the others until there was none left!

…

Minutes later,

Oswald could be seen standing before amongst a group of heavily mutilated corpses as he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I finally did it." Said Oswald as he looked around the battlefield.

But that's when Oswald suddenly paused.

As he looked around the battlefield he was surrounded by a horrible sight.

Twisted and severed limbs were scattered around like twigs.

Whilst barely any head remained even identifiable as such.

Most of them were beaten or crushed to the point they were just a mangled mound of flesh.

As Oswald laid eyes on this sight his stomach quickly began to turn as he dropped to his knees.

"Blurgh!!!"

The mountain of food he had eaten at the ball was quickly thrown back up.

Oswald had never been one who would be weak to the sight of a corpse, but such a bloody massacre was something that even he could not adjust to.

So why?

Why was the memory of creating this mess so fresh in his mind!

Even if Oswald wanted to deny it he simply couldn't.

The memories of personally committing such twisted acts quickly slashed through his mind and yet Oswald still couldn't understand what passed him to even do such a twisted thing.

It was as Oswald's chaotic thoughts were swirling around, he suddenly sensed something.

It was a familiar deep and murky presence and it was radiating from him

"Abyssal energy." Muttered Oswald

' But why am I radiating abyssal energy?' Thought Oswald

'It's not as if I'm some sort of de-'

But Oswald quickly paused before he could finish this train of thought he suddenly remembered a word about the Nine Hells Demonic Body art, it was a technique created to perfectly accept the will of the abyss, a technique to create the prince of demons!

'Am I becoming a demon…"

Oswald scattered thoughts swirling around in his head when he suddenly looked up.

'Eh? Why is there a giant fist in front of me?' Thought Oswald 'And why is it on fire?'

"BOOM!"

There was a giant explosion of fire as Oswald's body was sent skidding across the floor.

An injured Oswald shakily stood his feet as he grabbed a nearby sword. Afterwards, Oswald carefully looked towards the field of fire to find a Clue.

"Cough! What the fuck was that?"

And just as Oswald was wondering his suspicions were quickly answered as a giant muscular figure over 7 and half feet tall waded out of the sea of fire.

"Kekeke! Oswald How does it feel to feel my might!"

Hearing the man's crazed ramblings, Oswald tilted his head to the side in confusion.

"Excuse me, but who exactly are you?"

The instant the hulking man heard this his face twisted into an ugly expression.

"You traitorous bastard! How dare you pretend not to know me!"

Hearing that familiar tone of speech and easily angered expression Oswald quickly realised who it was.

"Ah! You're that useless Mage that was killed off at the very start!"

"Useless?! How dare you-"

But before the man could finish speaking, Oswald cut him off with another question.

"But Mr Mage, when did you become a bodybuilding fighter?"

Hearing this the ex Mage just scoffed.

"How would a traitor like you ever understand the blood gods blessing! I'm won of his chosen children, destined to conquer the world."

Hearing this Oswald finally nodded with understanding.

"So what you're telling me is that you got your ass beat and needed to run to daddy for some extra help."

As soon as the man heard this, he almost burst a blood vessel.

"Daddy!?! How dare you blaspheme the Blood God you filthy Traitor!"

The giant man couldn't take Oswald's insult anymore and soon rushed towards him.

But as Oswald saw this he just snickered.

"No prior close combat fighting experience and now angered, this should be an easy fight." thought Oswald