Chapter 188: Preparations for the Games! (3)

Chapter 188: Preparations for the Games! (3)

~Third POV~

*BOOOOM*

*SPLAT*

*BOOOM*

A raging battle could be heard as the demons of Tartaros were being slaughtered without remorse as Silva's replicas began to take care of the issue without post haste and with extreme violence.

The battle occurring outside managed to draw attention to even their leader Mard Geer Tartaros an Etherious and founder of the Dark Guild Tartaros. He is known as the Underworld King and the Definitive Demon, having placed himself in charge of the guild in E.N.D.'s absence.

Sitting upon his throne room he expresses displeasure seeing the destruction that's being caused without remorse or intent behind the man they are faced with.

Mard Geer along with his forces of the core members of his guild. The Nine Demon Gates are the elite team of the Dark Guild Tartaros.

The Nine Demon Gates comprise the core members of Tartaros and, as its name implies, nine members form this team. They are very powerful as one of its members, stated that all of the Nine Demon Gates' members are Demons from the Books of Zeref.

Each member except for the living corpse Silver Fullbuster has a unique curse power to themselves that doesn't revolve around Magic. Each frightening against them in a one-on-one fight.

Kyôka a Demon with distinct avian features who makes use of a body-manipulating Curse.

Jackal a Demon who utilizes an incredibly dangerous Curse that creates fiery and catastrophic explosions.

Tempester is a Demon with a lion-like face who utilizes a Curse that allows him to control, summon, create, and fight various natural disasters.

Franmalth is a Demon with an armored, round body; his Curse involves the absorption and manipulation of souls.

Torafuzar is a Demon with a distinct shark-like look and stern personality that makes use of his bladed arms for armed combat and a Curse that summons poisonous, lethal water.

Ezel is a volatile Demon with an inhuman appearance, bearing four arms and six tentacles for legs. His Curse makes use of his multiple limbs, effectively turning them into swords.

Seilah is a gold-horned, female Demon that makes use of a Curse that grants her absolute control over every person or every object she seeks to impose her will onto.

Keyes is a monk-like Demon with a skeletal face and a Magical Barrier Particle-based body; he wields a khakkhara and specializes in necromancy that controls Silver Fullbuster.

Each of them expressed arrogance but the smarter ones had grim expressions on how to go against the Strongest Mage Silva Knights. The fame of his completing the longest-existing request was heard throughout the continents each having heard stories of his tales.

Tales that they shouldn't casually dismiss against such a foe. Usually, the demons would be the ones to terrorize the humans, not the other way around how did Silva's forces manage to brutally slaughter their members with such ease?

Mard Geer analyzed the threat carefully gazing at the distance from his Video Lacrima as Jackal growls in contempt, "Grr… Master Mard Geer, why are we waiting against this inferior human? We should just go in and attack him already!"

Mard Geer's eyes gaze upon Jackal's response freezing up in fear as Seliah responds in a respectful tone, "Mard Geer are we positive that us alone are enough to deal against this single human slaughtering the demons below? Surely, he'll realize the futility that our brethren will come out again revived."

The others nodded in agreement as they can't normally die in the traditional sense. Not so long as they have their Hell's Core available to them.

Hell's Core is located somewhere in the floating island Cube, Hell's Core is used as a laboratory where Demons are born, and also reborn if the case of their dying comes to pass. But for them to be revived again they need to be in a contract made with the Underworld King, making Tartaros an immortal Guild.

However, Mard Geer may be arrogant against humans. But his no fool against people his cautious towards very powerful foes example Acnologia, Dragon, or powerful mages.

And Silva Knights certainly entered that category infamously known by the Trickster of Fairies. He's usually known for his wits or cunning against powerful foes and this wasn't any different for him.

Yet…

Mard Geer questioned something out loud pondering Silva's recent attack out of nowhere getting the Nine Gates's attention, "Why doesn't he simply blow up our Guild? He has done so in the past what makes this one any different."

Upon listening to his words a sense of unease crawled through their spines at the thought. They always referred to humans as weaklings but for someone like Mard Geer to be cautious of Silva Knights made them reconsider second thoughts….

However, that lasted a second before Franmalth yelled out heading out to face against Silva confident in his Curse Power <Absorption Curse>, "Why must we be careful of this puny human!! It's an insult! I'll personally go forth to take care of him myself with my Curse it shall be easy!!"

Storming off Mard Geer allowed Franmalth to do as he pleased as the other Nine Gates waited patiently as Franmalth went forward outside…

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*BOOOM*

*SPLAT*

*BOOOOM*

*CRUNCH*

Despite his earlier claims a sense of unease washed down the demon's back marching forward yet not met with any resistance narrowing his eyes forward as he thought, 'They're not even bothering attacking or greeting me with resistance…. No something is very off. They slaughter my blood in brutality yet for I though allowing me to meet their leader...'

The sense of unease only continued as Silva was within distance as Franmalth ignored it finding the man casually playing Jenga between himself and Rider, "Hmm… I'll take –"

*Tmp*

However, the game of Jenga soon fell apart as Franmalth began to openly announce himself while activating his <Absorption Curse>, "Now tremble before – Ack!"

*Shinng*

Before he could proceed Silva swiftly glared at Franmalth slashing his nerves and leaving him with his mind functioning alone in his head. But the remaining portions of his body are unresponsive shown by Silva's hand a single small pocketknife showing off his <Sword Mastery> skills.

Silva had years to train and grind his skills. The one he went to MAX level capacity was his swordsmanship reaching the maximum level he could within this world.

Reaching a point where a simple pocketknife or butterknife alone to cause a <Spatial Slash> was enough to end most enemies simply to prove one point to them. They were vastly inferior and mocked them not even using a real blade to end fights.

Upon getting his first unfortunate victim that was left defenseless smirking coldly, "Ah… a volunteer. And a soul manipulator Cursed User too huh?"

His eyes glinted with curiosity as he began to conjure up using his <AOE > to create a mechanical contraption in the shape of a cylinder. It has a cable to connect a target along with two rods on the other end that allow the channeling of the energy.

Readily equipping his crippled target unable to stop the process as Silva responded in a lighthearted tone, "You Demons sure are lucky to use Cursed Power. I tried searching for the means for a human to use them but no such luck in this or other dimensions thus far. That left me with plan B to deal with you guys."

Despite Franmalth's unable to respond Silva finished connecting the machine as he turned it on speaking to him, "So then…. How would you feel if you lost your Curse Power <Absorption Curse>?"

*Shiii*

The machine activated as inside Franmalth mind trembled what Silva had in mind as he continued to speak calmly, "So…. How do you feel losing your strength to the Vox Peniculus? Used to belong to a tyrant alien warlord. Meh. What does it matter I'll get your guy's abilities soon enough."

*Sheeeee*

The Vox Peniculus activated as the powers changed between the two Silva smirked as his screen window popped up viewing the skill had been successfully taken as Franmalth's mind went scared.

Silva slowly muttered to himself away from Franmalth's earshot in an excited tone, "Skill List."

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<Absorption Curse> (Active) Lv.1/100 Exp: 0.0%

MP Cost: Varies

Description: This Curse grants the user the ability to absorb the souls of living beings as well as of Magic through touch. Conveniently, the user is also able to stretch their body parts, such as the limbs, to long proportions, even being able to form spikes from their back and arms, which gives them a large range in which they can then manipulate the extensions and latch them into a target's body, draining them of their soul and their Magic Power and absorbing them for themselves. The user can also have others absorb them.

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Silva satisfied with the process done observed Franmalth shivering in his thoughts placing his foot over his head and responding coldly, "You demons plagued people for a verrrrrry long time. So much sin because you do as you please huh? When you reincarnate again in your fancy little Hell's Core tell your little buddies to come. Come with everything you have. It will all be the more satisfying to destroy your will. I'll break your spirit wishing to die by your own hands than mine."

*SQUEASHED*

Crushing the demon's head and fading out into particles Silva sighed taking a seat and taking the time to practice his own <Absorption Curse> of the fallen demons in a scientific tone, "I wonder if I can use this as my private battery? Or Sacred gears like DxD dimension? No would it be Cursed Gears though, but the name is up for debate…"

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*CRACK*

Mard Geer crushed the video lacrima his eyes hardening unleashing his killing intent voicing his disdain for Silva's actions, "That human dared to steal our Cursed Power…. This violation shall not go unopposed. This human shall learn the meeting of despair."

The Nine Demon Gates all shuddered by their leader overwhelming rage and bloodlust clear along with his Cursed Pressure unleashed on them.

They trembled slightly in fear of Mard Geer's presence before calming down with a hardened glare responding in a hateful tone, "This human. Strongest Mage or not will die by our hands no matter what. Not even he would be strong against the full might of Tartaros."

Everyone nodded in agreement preparing for their fight against Silva.

Unfortunately, though sneaking passes them wearing No May Face the King – Faceless King and Shroud of Shadows taking the book named 'E.N.D.' out of Mard Geer's grasp once he lost himself in his anger in a split second replaced with a fake.

Silva Replica Assassin completed his objective of capturing the book so as not to accidentally kill Natsu as the original dealing with Mard Geer acting as a distraction.

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Returning to the original Silva using his <AOE > he grinned conjuring the Doomslayer armor and cracking his knuckles together against the demons, "Ahh… we have volunteers! Please do come while I have the boss music play. Have you guys ever heard…"

*Cue the DOOM Theme playing*

*BOOOM*

Jumping up-armored with his weapons and blades Silva yelled charging towards the petrified demons unleashing his <Bloodlust > skill directed at them, "DOOOOOOOM SLAYER!!!"

What happened next in the following months Silva promised as he first came to this world. He'll make those demons his EXP farm. All for the grind to RIP and TEAR.