Battle Royale {III}–{Extraterrestrial Slaughterer}

"Hmm...much better. Who's next?" Jaydens voice resounded from the dark mist, his voice echoing in the silence of the Arena.

All fighters had stopped to see what was going on when they suddey felt dread. The feeling originated from the dark dome of black mist that kept swirling in place, but not reaching beyond fifteen meters.

The loud whisper made the Orc take a step back, but with new resolve the Orc took not just a step forward, but he began to charge right into the mist.

"Brethren, our faithful and brave warriors of valor have been slain with dirty tricks by the hands of a pink skin. Charge with me, and let us avenge our fallen warriors, let us show them...

....that we are war Orcs."

"CHAAAAAARGE!!!!!"

"ARGHHH!!!!"

"FOR THE FALLEN!!!"

"FOR THE ORCEN RACE!!!!"

The Orcs around let out cacophony of war cries and followed the leading Orc, their green skin glinting devilishly under the bright sky, their long tooth's protruding from their mouth and their heavy weapons trailing behind them, ready for a bloodbath.

Soon the first Orc disappeared from view into the dark mist, and the rest followed.

As soon as they all entered, they erupted with their Battle Intent Techniques.

Jayden watching them within his killing intent, didn't feel his danger sense tingling.

"They're weak, but I shouldn't underestimate them." Jayden said.

The first Orc had gotten within Jayden's reach, but he didn't attack. He simply did what he did previously by activating his illusion energy and spreading it omnidirectionally.

The now colorless mist fused with his killing intent, leaving some purple strands to linger in the air.

The Orcs who had entered the mist began to run towards themselves and begin to fight each other.

Outside the arena, the MC was going crazy.

"WHAT THE FUUUCKK!!! His killing intent is something else, just how many times has he killed to have such dense Visual Killing Intent."

"Visual Killing Intent?!!! What's Visual Killing Intent?" A cyclops in the spectators seats asked out loud with his booming voice.

"Dunno. Never heard of it before." Another replied.

"He's probably just spouting some bullshit to keep us busy." An Ustapian replied while flicking her long silky golden hair.

"I think I know what it is?" A Zanarian mumbled silently.

"AND YOU'VE BEEN KEEPING IT TO YOURSELF."

"SPIT IT OUT!!!" The two cyclops didn't hesitate to bully the Zanarian with their loud voices. The Zanarian yelped and fell from his sit, he was sandwiched between the two cyclops with nowhere to run.

"YOU BETTER START TALKING OR I'LL THROW YOU OUT OF THIS PLACE, AND TRUST ME, YOU WON'T BE GOING THE SAME WAY YOU CAME."

"O..o..okay." The Zanarian gulped and began to narrate.

"Visual Killing Intent just like the name means, is another level of killing intent, the level where the users are powerful beings, that can reduce a city to dust and ruble with a flick of their hand.

Visual killing intent, is a manifeststion of a person's blood lust and sometimes, rage. It is born from constant exposure to killing and anger, though this is a requirement, it's not guaranteed to create a Visual Killing Intent, the sure fire way to condense a killing intent is just to keep killing and killing until you are able to release it, akin to an aura just like beasts.

And this Visual Killing Intent that were seeing....

....is definitely born from more rage than killing." The Zanarian lost in his own world, failed to realize that the two Cyclops had stopped listening to him the moment he talked about destroying a city with a flick of the finger.

"WHAAAAAATTT!!!! WHY ARE THE ORCS ATTACKING EACHOTHER??!!!!" The MC screamed, spitting saliva everywhere on his table.

Back in the Arena, Jayden was having fun slaughtering the Orcs, a sea of bodies was piled up around him which made movement hard.

The Orcs didn't hold a candle against him, his illusion played games with the Orcs mind, making some of them attack themselves and end up severing their limbs, chopping of their heads or bursting it apart with their maces and hammers.

Jayden didn't do too much, but the twenty or so Orcs had met an unfortunate end under his pseudo domain.

The other races outside had resumed their fight, while the remaining Orcs were grinding their teeths together, which sounded like two rough metals being rubbed roughly.

Jayden ended his killing spree with ease, but he wasn't satisfied. For some reason, he was still angry, angry at himself, angry at the world, and angry at everything around him.

He channelled that unfiltered rage into his sword, he performed a sequence and pushed tremendous amounts of energy into his sword.

"[Asuras Wrath]" He called out.

Jayden hadn't slacked off in his sword training, he had perfected the skill and could use the tiniest amount of energy to cause mayhem.

The sword faded as Jayden thrust it forward, from his two sides, the replicated images of his sword flashed by before fading into nothingness.

A loud bang was heard, the headless corpse of an elf fell to the ground with its sword clanking on the hard floor filled with blood, flesh and torn limbs. An Asura had in his chest, a large gaping hole and another unfortunate Orc fell to the same fate. The three lifeless beings dropped to the ground with a sicknening thud.

Jayden ignored that gruesome sight and pointed his hands outward. "Next"

His hands morphed into large cannons and without further ado, he began to release short bursts of energy using Energy Blast.

The fighters in the arena dropped like flies, Jayden smiled behind his Rogue Suit while massacring the races around him.

[Release Draven]

[He has been left too long in here and he has improved too]

[This is the perfect time to test him]

Jayden didn't think twice about it, he was enjoying the killing spree too much to think about anything else at that moment.

The MC who had typed in something on a hologram and made everything within Jayden's killing intent seen, was shocked when he saw a crack in the space behind Jayden.

"Ooo....What's he up to AGAIN!!? IS HE ABOUT TO PULL OUT ANOTHER HIDDEN CARD??"

Draven stepped out in his full form, his eyes glowing within the mist and giving off a deadly vibe. He growled and charged at the races close by, wanting to release his boredom with a sweet sweet massacre, Jayden followed behind with his sword in hand.

As soon as they reached a group fighting, they were engulfed in the killing intent.

The shadows around the Arena shot towards Draven and covered him fully, merging and condensing down into a dark obsidian-like armour.