:True Killer

With a single word, "advanced," the monsters began charging at them, shaking the earth's crust with their massive paws. Among them were demon bears, humanoid demons, and some black beasts without eyes, crawling on claws with razor-sharp fangs at the tips of their faces (known as "black eaters").

Overall, Cy gripped the daggers tightly and focused on what was to come, until a random sword wielder from Cy's side moved forward while laughing.

"Is that the Baras? Haha, record this." The man paused as he grinned, glancing behind his neck. He muttered, "He's mine."

The muscular demon dashed forward and leaped high with his blade, screaming for no reason. "Now, die!" yelled the man still in midair with his huge blade.

Baras gripped the handle of the ice-bone skeleton throne, a smirk escaping his lips. No one knew how it happened, but they saw how it ended in a flash.

From that far distance, Baras was seen in front of the charging demons, and in midair, the head of the muscular demon man was missing.

Cyrus' eyes widened as he watched the body fall due to gravity, and his eyes landed on Baras' hand. He saw the head of the muscular demon man dripping with blood.

Fear kissed Cyrus's heart as a thought came to him: 'I'm to kill that thing without instant rebirth,' thought Cyrus, watching Baras grinning as the charging demons passed him.

Meanwhile...

Iris took a deliberate step forward and ignited her hands in flames. She glanced at the gutter behind them and poured out flames on it. The whole line they'd dug lit up in flames, instantly melting anything beside it. Now, there's no going back and no letting the demons pass through their line of defense.

With that, the battle kicked off, and every demon protecting the demon castle charged forward, letting out battle cries.

Cyrus connected his dagger with a black eater's claw. The beast slashed, aiming for the throat, but Cyrus had become familiar with attacks aiming for an instant kill, so he was able to squat quickly and smash his boot against the black eater's gut.

"You're finished."

As the monster fell hard to the ground before it could raise its head, Cyrus was already beside it, stabbing the demon's faceless face with his dagger. His extremely serious expression stared at the three polar bears with red-glowing eyes gaining on him with killing intent.

Cy dashed forward and gained the maximum terminus of the beasts, getting ready to slash the first bear, KaBoom. The second one smashed its humongous paws at him, but Cyrus leaped backward instantly and witnessed the paw leave huge damage on the ground.

The demon polar bear roared as it pounded its chest, signaling an attack. Cyrus, on the other hand, smirked devilishly for the first time.

"Game on," he growled, sneered, and boomed, erupting rocks with the speed he used in dashing forward towards the demon polar bears.

This time, he was so fast that before a polar bear could lift its claws to slash at him, Cy had already lacerated its head with the red metallic blood staining his face.

However, the second bear planned to ambush him from behind. Cy's eyes moved as if wanting to reach his ears, and he turned around instantly with a devastating punch that made his veins pop up. The punch connected with the diaphragm of the polar bear, and it coughed out blood and fell dead with its tongue sticking out.

The last polar demon bear roared ferociously behind Cyrus as it questioned why Cy had killed its brothers. A red glowing "X" appeared on its chest, and it slammed its humongous paws (claws) against Cyrus.

Although Cyrus raised his hands quickly to block the attack with his dagger, he still coughed out a morsel of blood, but with a smirk.

It roared ferociously again but was unable to complete its parade when Cy squatted and came up with his dagger bursting through the gut, coming out with blood at the tip of the demon's nose.

Cyrus was becoming more engrossed with every battle and beast he faced.

"Where... hehe, come out, Baras," muttered Cy. "I need your stat for more power."

One could say it happened in a flash, but now Cy was in a standoff with Baras, both of them being dagger wielders. Cy's own was a golden-black dagger, and Baras wielded a blue ice dagger.

"You're not even a demon; you're summoned," voiced Baras with his little smirk. "A weak summon... Be proud; you've made new history."

Cyrus got fed up with Baras' sentence. He didn't allow him to complete his statement and slashed, aiming for an instant kill, but Baras was too strong to die from a weak trick like that.

He simply raised his dagger to the side of his neck and blocked Cy's attack with little to no effort. Our MC was about to move backward but was shocked when Baras stepped on his foot and bashed his head against Cyrus's forehead.

Cyrus stumbled backward; Baras grinned and dashed at him to deliver his attack. With his dagger gripped tightly in his fist, Baras connected his fist against Cy's chest, causing Cy to cough out a round of metallic blood while being sent crashing to the ground.

"I thought I had gotten stronger," Cy gritted his teeth. "But it's those beasts I fought. They were weak... Compared to him, I'm weak," muttered Cyrus.

"But I'm not going to die in a place like this. You," he sneered, looking at Baras grinning, "The thought of killing you alone for your stat is luring me."

Out of nowhere, Iris came from the sky and smashed her leg against Baras, cracking the ground with an attack that was blocked by Baras' wrist.

"Bossie... Let's kill him," said Alpha, who appeared beside Cy out of thin air.

"You're not an E-rank skill user, are you?" asked Iris. "A normal C-rank can't stand a general's attack, and as for you," Iris said, staring viciously at Baras. "It's over; your troop is almost wiped out... Surrender."

Baras felt like he was being mocked, told it's over. There's only one person who gets to say it's over, and that's him.

'Imagine his stat added to mine; that would be insane. I would be insanely strong.' The thought alone was more than enough reason for Cyrus to kill Baras, the ice demon.

Baras stared at the three of them, his glance continuously altering from one to the other like a madman. He growled and yelled, "Well, come at me."

As Baras yelled, his shirt ripped out, and his white hair got longer as his body got slenderly muscular. "Dieeeee!" yelled Baras.