Chapter 12: Fighting Baphomet

Baphomet turned his attention to the succubus riding him, it was one of his minions and It had succeeded in bringing him to this world.

So it deserved a reward. Baphomet had now enlarged quite a bit from the original size of the guard captain. And so had his member increased in size such that a bulge was showing in the succubus's stomach. The succubus although feeling pain didn't dare to show even a bit of displeasure, she only had an expression of ecstasy, even if it looked quite forced. Once Baphomet started moving , her forced expression shifted to show a painful one. Baphomet thrusted hard and blood flowed between the succubus' legs.

"Ahhh" the succubus showed a pained expression as it hurt too much.

Baphomet seeing her expression shift was displeased, he didn't like his own minion not enjoying his reward.

Ooooooooooo.

Enraged he let out another roar.....

And using his huge hands, he caught it from the shoulders and tore the succubus in two halves. She didn't have the chance to scream anymore. Her innards hanging out from her abdominal cavity and her blood gushing out. Baphomet savors the taste of her blood and begins to devour her whole (literally this time.)

Fin, Raiz and Anabelle, looking at the scene are still petrified. While Ron had already started moving, he killed ten of the demonic cult women, that are unable to move due to that roar from before.

The woman are really too low level, they give him very few experience points. Although while everyone was distracted by Baphomet, he had gained some levels and free stat points.

[You have killed a cultist .]×10

[Gained exp 100]×10

[You have leveled up.]x4

[Gained 5 free stat points.]x4

He had gained four levels, from level 0 to level 4. Gaining 5 stat points with each level, where the nomal players would get 1 or 2.

Ron still didn't pay any attention to Baphomet who was feasting on the succubus. Ron seemed quite calm watching that scene, he had seen far worse sights.

He turned his attention to the other women who were at quite a distance. Ron had mana to spare so he conjured small flame bullets and propelled them at a high speed. The flame bullets shot towards the women, each poking a hole through their foreheads.

[Fire magic added to list of skills.]

[A new spell detected: Flame bullet.]

[Do you want to register it?]

"No." Ron refused the system prompt. It was best to cast his spells on his own. Without the help of the system, as the spells would be more flexible and not tied down by his level. He just needed enough mana and no further requirements to cast spells far stronger than system implemented ones.

It was a method he had learned too far into the future, due to a certain event when the system had gone down and the world fell into chaos.

But that is a story for another time.....

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Baphomet had finished enjoying his feast and was covered in blood from head to toe. It was a gruesome sight, giving the onlookers shivers just looking at him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh"

The guards that were under the succubus' control had gotten back to their senses as soon as it died. One of the guards screamed as it saw Baphomet standing in the center of the hall bathed in the succubus' blood while feasting on it.

Some guards vomited while others straight up pissed their pants. The sight of the demon evoked revulsion enhancing the fear caused by the sight.

Hearing the screams Baphomet moved it's beady goat eyes and stared at the guards. It smiled eerily and took a step towards them. It was a small step, he moved slowly savoring the pale faces of fear, it made him excited further. How long had it been since he had the taste of human fear, their flesh.

Fin who was standing with Raiz snapped out of his daze, looking at the monster moving slowly towards the guards petrified in fear. Although he was not certain he could beat that monstrosity, his legs moved on their own to stand between the demon and the guards.

"What are you doing. Ruuuuun!!!!!! You fools!!!!!!" Fin shouted as loud as he could, his heroic aura activating and bolstering the guards spirits.

The guards all looked towards Fin, his back seemed broad as if protecting them from anything. They were moved and they slowly stood up and backed away.

Baphomet seeing this prey that was resisting, those eyes that seemed to never give up hope, his smile widened. He rushed towards Fin and punched him in the face. Fin barely blocked the fist with his arm.

"Too fast." Fin muttered as he slid back from the force. His arm still stinging from the pain.

The speed of the monster almost surpassed his perception. But that wouldn't be enough to take him down. The monster had no animosity, only amusement towards this prey. Why would it hate or be malicious towards food. So Fin's battle state wasn't activated and he had to fight at his weakest.

Fin brandished his rare spear, that had fiery patterns, drawn on it, while it's tip also had that flame shape. It was quite a unique design and he liked it a lot. He rushed towards Baphomet and thrust his spear at him.

Baphomet reacted quickly and caught the spear with his bare hands and held it in place. The spear didn't budge no matter how hard fin struggled. Baphomet pulled the spear towards himself slowly and Fin couldn't match it in strength, but he used his aura and fortified himself and let Baphomet pull him in. As he came closer, he jumped to it's head and kicked it in between his horns.

Baphomet let go of the spear and backed down a bit, trying to keep himself from falling down. It seemed the blow to the head worked and Fin grew a bit confident. Seizing the chance he thrust at it's beady goat eyes with his spear, but Baphomet showed a sly grin and caught the spear with his mouth. He kicked Fin in the chest and he was blown backwards. He flew like a rocket and hit the wall of the hall. Making small cracks in the wall.

Baphomet was simply playing with fin from the looks of it.

Ron who had just leveled up again by killing the remaining 15 cultists with his flame bullets, was enjoying the show. He had no intention of intervening for now. He was simply observing Baphomet and waiting for an opportune moment.

He was now level 6. And had gained extra 30 stat points.

While pondering how to distribute his stats, he looked at Baphomet's stats.

[Name: Baphomet (possessed: Alan\guard Captain)

Title: Wielder Of Lust.

Level: 15

State: Greatly Weakened by the World.

HP: 10000

MP:0

Skills:

1. Flames of Lust(Unique): An authority granted to the wielder of lust. Anything the flames touch would gain uncontrollable lust, even non-living things.

2. Overwhelming Might:When fighting a foe greater in strength than yourself, your strength stat will increase to match the opponent.

3. Revolting Presence: Your presence evokes disgust in beings in your presence.

Effect: invoke fear (high).

4. Jealousy (Unique):Your envy of people

better-looking than you has been acknowledged.

Effect: Unknown.]

"Huh, All that fanfare and it only turns out to be this much?" Ron mutters in disappointment. Although it was quite strong, it was still beatable if it was swarmed by players.

"Something still doesn't feel right about the situation though."

"Since it is greatly weakened, how come it can destroy the whole town? Something isn't adding up."

Ron keeps muttering to himself. While Baphomet throws the spear now in it's hands towards Fin who is lodged into the wall.

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[To be continued]