Lucian The Vampire Warlock: Chapter 17

The dark demon uses its spatial power to tare the cultist in half before trampling on the other with its immense speed.

It roared and screeched that could effect the mind of a sane person.

It looked like a large speeding truck had ram through the cultist.

Some cultist died gruesomely as the demon smashed its other lower form demons and cultis that died with that body ripped from there bone.

All the while the demon that was being controlled screamed in an unclear-able screeches.

Constantly sound of shutters and body crash as a massacre were happening. That did not last long as the dark demon died by the other cultist who fired high tier magical attacks at him.

They also shot magic infused bullets which left many wholes in its body. The demon died like a tree that fell from a chainsaw to its base.

All the cultis looked back in rage before starting there assault again.

"Head Master, Her highness Umy will come back in 1 minute. she said she had to prepare something before comming back." The man on the other side said.

"I have report from hq that her highness will help us in one minute. You better kill as many of those scums if you want to have your fund raised. Once she comes this insignificant annoyance will end." The head master said as she flicked her red hair back showing a face different from her previous expression of calm but authoritative.

She smiled gleamed as there was an insanity in her red eyes.

"Oh fuck she's going to take our kills." One of the teachers exclaimed.

This teacher was named Quasimodo he is a buff and lean man who was in his 50 however his body showed that he still had the energy to keep fighting.

His eyes were black with a scare running down from the right side of his neck.

His gray beard were covered in the blood of the cultist while the demons would turn to ash once they die from a fatal wound.

He preferred to wear only his dark businessman clothes.

He had a sun glasses over his gray hair as he smiled while licking a bit of the blood that was neer his lips.

The head masters energy level rose as she impute her power in the cane she held.

She raised it up in the air before using it to control the neerby cultist and demons from the low tier demons to high tier demons.

There red eyes glowed green sinifying that her power were affective in taking over there mind.

The turned demons roared back at there supposed enemy and started killing the other side.

Demons bleed, however there core energy contain there immense heat which will burn there bodys once dead.

The head master with her cane below her waist held the top like a handle from her right hand before she pulled it out to reveal a well crafted sword.

The edge shined clearer then the glass on a mirror.

The dimaskis of the sword were combined with both dark ore and yellow or.

The tooth of a earth drake combined with the bone of an undying phenix.

With gleam and bloodlust she joined in the others with her own style of swordsmanship.

She thrust first before cutting in a star shape which left any who were unfortunately to have all the limbs cut off while the head were still attached with both side of there head skimped off.

The brain would be exposed as they died.

Not long after the first wave of there fight there started using there soul energy which would be launched like an invisible projectile.

If those they fight did not learn to sense soul energy they would unfortunately due without knowing what struck them.

"Enough!!! You mortals shell die under the power of ——!".

This time an eerily deep voice could be heard as a demons which wing larger then a titan.

This demon was on of the champion of the seven princes of hell.

The champion of the demons have three of its dark red tip curved horn which ment it stood above all the other demons which it deamed as ants.

Instead of the demons feeling there moral regaining they felt fear as they knew what were going to happen to them.

The champion demon opened it split maw to then suck up the fallen souls of the demons that head not yet went back to hell.

"You pathetic aunt will be used to make me stronger if you die." The champion raged at the lower class demons as it then put its hand through it chest.

Another roar came as it pulled fulled its soul weapon out of its body.

This weapon was a very large curved blade suited for itself there was a touch of its own soul fragment in the weapon which ment it would have a soul draining effect ounce colliding with the body of the person they fought.

The demon saw a human flying at him as he had just pulled out his weapon.

The headmaster was not going to wait like an idiot as the demon was talking.

However the other teacher could not go after him since they were busy with killing the low to mid tier demons.

The low tier demons wield no weapons while the mid tier demons could weild hell weapons that infused with there soul.

Right now they were fighting a losing battle with even the thousands of endless waves.

However they constantly had a dire feeling in the back of there head that if they attempt to retreat or run they will die.

Demons don't fear death when killed however the development of soul weapons were there bain as there souls would be absorbed once slain by the weapon which meant they could not be rebuild in hell. "Shut up!" Demelias screamed as she was angered to the point she became more brutal as she kept killing them.

She would use impact damage like her fist or legs or even fingers thrusthing a fist size whole into the demon.

The other demons did the same as there was a cultist seen being pulled apart by the leg to the arms.

Never the less the demons weren't backing off knowing the teachers wielded no soul weapons except for the head master who was right now fighting off the demon champion.