Transcendental Battle Power

"I'm going to have fun dismembering your limbs and parade your head around the city after I'm done, but don't take it too personally, kid. You only have yourself to blame for being born into the wrong family and kingdom." 

"Less nonsense and just fight!"

Leon was not interested in listening. Any place would have its own struggles and hardship.

"You are too insolent, kid! Since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, let me send you off!"

Balthazar growled as a malevolent aura gushed out his body like a tidal wave with pulsating pressure. After drawing his sword and slicing his own body, his flesh split open, and blackish-red blood oozed out of his fresh wounds like goo. 

The blackish-red blood was incredibly thick and evil. It spread like boiling bubbles and contained thousands of human faces that appeared like their very souls were trapped within.