First Trial - Temple of the fallen Demon Lord (part 2)

When he emptied the bowl he staggered backward and his eyes became unfocused.

He almost dropped the dish but the scary purple one took it from him in a hurry.

For a moment nothing happened but then...!

The golden one's body started glowing!

He emitted a blinding warm light and even the whites of his eyes became golden!

The purple one nodded in satisfaction and grabbed the golden one by the hair.

He then pushed him towards the giant stone bowl and almost forced him inside.

More than half of the golden one's torso was over the edge of the stone bowl as he didn't seem to have any control over his body at the moment and his eyes were unfocused.

The purple one licked his lips in excitement.

He forcefully pulled the golden one's head, exposing his neck, and then without the slightest hesitation or second thought, he sliced open the golden's one throat so deep that he almost cut off the helpless victim's head.

As he suffered the lethal injury the golden whites of the golden one's eyes flashed and glowing golden blood gushed from the gruesome wound.

And it wasn't just a spurt – the pressure was so strong that it looked as if the golden one's body was trying to expel all the blood that it stored up until that point.

The golden ones looked away, gritting their teeth in despair and covering the eyes of the few children.

The purple ones shivered in excitement, looking at the largest of them all expectantly.

The scary purple one showed all of his bluish-white teeth in an excited grin and threw the dried-up body of the golden one away as if it was just a piece of trash.

The body drained from all blood changed color from golden to snow-white too! Even the hair didn't retain the gold color, turning whiteish and brittle.

The scary purple one pulled out a small crystal chalice and scooped the golden blood.

He then raised the chalice high in the air and then he drank from it.

As he emptied it, his body shook.

He opened his mouth in a silent scream and his eyes bulged out.

And then his body changed.

His lanky arms became muscular, his teeth became sharp and grew into fangs and his fingernails became thick and claw-like like the talons of the bird of prey.

The transformed purple one closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again his whites became black and his pupils glowed with dangerous purple light.

The other purple ones raised a cheer and started shaking their weapons in wild outbursts of joy and excitement.

The now even scarier purple one raised his clawed hand and the others became silent.

Even though the stone bowl should still have lots of golden blood left, it was now completely empty as if the golden blood simply evaporated right after a chalice-full of it was drunk.

The transformed purple one then took the wooden bowl and walked back to the monster's corpse.

He uncovered the wound and reopened the incision with the black blade.

He filled the bowl again.

Then, after covering the wound again, he turned around and looked at the trembling golden ones.

He tapped the blunt side of the black blade on his chin, deep in thought, and then finally he pointed at another golden one.

The brown-eyed little girl was merely two feet tall.

The golden ones raised their voices and the incomprehensible noise filled the air as they tried to hide the child amongst them but at the signal given by the scary one, two purple ones grabbed the child and pulled her away from the rest and other purple ones surrounded the golden ones and pointing their weapons menacingly at them.

The little girl struggled to break free, she kicked and she screamed and the tears of fear were streaming down her face...

But she was too tiny and weak to break free.

The scary one offered her a wooden bowl full of monster's blood but she didn't want to take it, she closed her mouth tightly and pulled her head away.

The scary purple one said something and the ones holding the child forcefully opened her mouth and blocked her nose.

And the transformed one forced all of the blood down the child's mouth without spilling a single drop.

Then the child's body glowed just like the body of the blue-eyed golden one whose corps was lying to the side.

Then the child was put above the giant stone bowl and the scary purple one pulled her head back and sliced her throat.

Apparently, he couldn't control the newly gained strength in his now muscular arms because instead of just cutting open her neck he straight up cut off her entire head.

And the glowing gold blood gushed from the headless corpse of the little girl.

It was such an amount that it was obvious that her body could never actually hold that much of it.

It was the same amount as the body of the previous victim contained.

As if it didn't matter what size their body was and the amount of the glowing golden blood would always be the same...

Now two-foot-tall snow-white corpse was thrown aside and the scary purple one tossed the little head away without even looking at it.

He then took the wooden bowl and went back to the monster's corpse to gather more blood.

...and the green-eyed gold-skinned girl bit her lips so hard that droplets of golden blood emerged as she could not contain her hate towards the monsters that were slaughtering her kind...

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"Ugh...! My head...! I feel like I was hit by a motorbike...! Thankfully that was just a... dream...?"

Butaro woke up in complete darkness with a splitting headache, he groaned to himself, reaching out towards his phone he was always left by his bedside...

...but it wasn't there...

Not only the phone but the nightstand and the floor too...!

"What the...!? Why is my futon so hard? Did I roll off of it...?"

As he tried to get up, Butaro supported himself on his elbow but instead of the soft bedding, he felt a hard and coarse cold surface.

A bit too rough to be a floor of his room back in his parents' appartement...

"Wait... Is that stone...?"

He gasped shocked, feeling the unexpected sensation through the fabric of his shirt.