Chapter 12 : Sea Slaughter

"Ahhh!"

Faisel screamed at the top of his lungs falling down as he twisted and turned on the floor of the small boat, trashing and shaking the boat with his huge figure.

Allen remained silent and his figure remained firm like an immovable mountain, he switched his sword from the left hand to the right hand.

He looked at the whole Clock Horse group and spotted two people, he had a slight impression off. First the guy who stalked him and brought this trouble, while the other was the rowdy eagle nosed guy.

As those two mercenaries felt Allen's gaze on them, their countenance changed as fear clutched their heart. If they weren't in the middle of sea, they would have run away even if they outnumbered him.

Judging from his Battleforce badge he presented at the port, they all thought that he was just a Iron ranked swordsman but reality was something extremely dreadful.

Even now as they fought except for the crimson blade glow on his sword there was nothing that gave his rank away.

To them, Allen felt as if he was just a normal human with no whatsoever Battleforce but this small framed youngster have solved the three attackers so easily.

"Run!" Allen moved his lips but the voice was so low that no one could hear but they all could understand what he said.

"Second Dance of the Crescent Moon!"

Allen jumped straight into the sea as his blade began to glow more vigorously and the glow increased twice than before, enveloping the sword threatening to slash anything apart.

Allen was moving so fast that he left afterimages and no one could lock his figure.

"Attack!" The eagle-nosed man was nervous as well as confused but years of fighting instinct overtook his body as he readied himself.

He stood straight with a gleaming flash surrounding his sword. He prepared with all others to clash against the incoming Allen's silhouette.

As soon as they saw Allen's shadow reaching the periphery of their boat, they all attacked together in sync determined to kill him but the shadow of Allen suddenly jerked.

All the attacks from every mercenary passed through his body and he disappeared from their perception.

Everyone was shocked and realized that the figure they attacked were just an afterimage, they were horrified and they suddenly felt a penetrating sensation tingling their back.

By that time they could even turn, Allen was already behind them and his reddish glowing sword slashed in the direction of the whole group.

Through his high intensity sword slash a crescent shaped crimson attack advanced and collided with the boat, the attack cleaved the boat apart in two halves.

All the defending mercenaries who were touched even slightly by the crimson crescent shaped attack had their body mutilated as everyone collectively fell into the sea.

Badly startled by the sudden development, the eagle nosed man attempted to swim away only to discover that he wasn't able to move from his spot.

He looked down in frustration cursing his body for not listening and freezing at such an important time, but only then did he discover in shock that his right leg cut has been severed from Allen's attack.

"Ahhh!" Various cries of grievance and sheer agony erupted, many unfortunate battle warriors were in a similar situation.

With a loud swish, Allen jumped on the surface of the sea. He was like a wolf among sheep, in such a chaotic and tragic scenery he didn't waste his opportunity and took advantage of their shock.

Immediately he used his glowing sword and drew another attack targeting the eagle nose man. After Faisel was incapacitated, that man was the natural leader and Allen needed to eliminate him first before they can regain any control.

Allen swiftly tracked the distance and pierced his sword towards the eagle nosed man's neck.

The eagle nosed man was already in agony and wasn't able to act. Allen's sword entered through his nape and slashed his neck apart from the body.

The head of the man flew off and splashed in the sea with blood spurting all over and the body slumped slowly sinking into the embrace of the cold sea.

All that happened within a time frame so short that the others on different boats couldn't do anything to help their sinking comrades.

They could only helplessly watch Allen's figure walking insanely fast on water, running around reaping lives as they spectated the gruesome death of the eagle nosed man with others.

The various swordsman were standing shocked into a stupor. Before they could even have the chance to recover, They heard Allen say, "You're Next!"

Seeing Allen standing on the water like it was solid ground and rushing towards them like an unstoppable storm, the mercenaries scrambled to draw their sword and infuse it with Battleforce to parry the incoming strike.

Like a raging tempest, the sword in Allen's hand lashed out in a series of nonstop attacks meeting the mercenaries, each strike creating a loud, crisp sound of cutting metal.

Allen's attacked could not be stopped and it couldn't be parried, the only outcome of coming in it's path is obliteration and decimation.

Clink! The sword of the man who stalked Allen was radiating a faint blade glow but as it collided against Allen's unbearable momentum it snapped into two!

Unable to fathom what just had happened, the man stood there stupefied.

"No!" He understood that even with a sword he didn't have any change against such a monster let alon now. He wanted to run but just then Allen sword mercilessly swung again and one of his arms was severed, and sent flying through the air.

"Arrgh!" cried the man in much agony, before Allen decapitated him and silenced him permanently.

"This sword is good, the only thing it was missing is the baptism of blood! " said Allen with a smile. In the others eyes, the smile looked ever so sinister and terrifying.

His sword is a good quality creation but it's definitely not something as amazing as able to cut anything apart, this sword quality is quite average when compared to the swords used by copper rank and silver rank swordsman.

The only thing which made it so lethal was Allen's own powers. With the combination of Battleforce and soul force, Chakra coated the sword in an exquisite pattern which was very lethal.

Something like this takes a lot of practice, Thankfully Allen has Hiroki experience in controlling chakra.

He also has a good understanding of the soul force which is very tyrannical in its approach to control and direct.

Allen is using all of his soul force concentration for increasing his attacking prowess.

If not then these people would have also been affected albeit a little bit though his superior soul force and their fighting prowess would be even lowered. Of course their plight would not be as bad as Riya the waitress from the Crimson Charm inn.

The sword in Allen's hand danced as it arced through the air, cutting it apart in such a force that ripping sounds were produced.

Allen turned a blind eye to any type of attempt of surrender or plea and engaged in total massacre.

Blades flashed blindingly with chunks of meat flying everything and fountains of blood stained the whole boat.

Amidst severed heads and limbs as well as broken weapons which stained and colored the sea, Allen was akin to a fire breathing dragon.

Chaos broke out wherever he went: everything could be summarized into a series of agonizing screams, swords clashing and cursed gasps.

The enemies wanted to retreat as quickly as they can, but they had nowhere to go.

"Please! Let me go, I would serve you as a slav-" Another cry of mercy was ruthlessly denied, Allen continued his massacre. The mercenaries tried to run away by swimming but they were given no choice. Allen attacked indifferently as he slashed the water burrowing his attack into their body and killing his targets.

After a few moments, The whole battlefield fell into complete silence with only Allen standing, overseeing the gruesome sight.

*Huff*

After wiping some blood off his sword and the beads of sweat on his forehead, Allen could see the only people still alive—Faisel and the rower.

The rower looked at everything with his one remaining eye. The bloodied scene paralysed his body and he shuddered looking at the savage youngster who destroyed their whole C-rank mercenary group all by his lonesome without a single scratch.

Faisel eyes were lifeless as he couldn't even fathom this tragedy that had befall him and his group.

Allen started laughing lightly. "Hey, why don't you try running away."

"You- You will pay motherfucker, My brother would definitely take revenge for this." Faisel shouted as pointed his now extremely pale left hand fore-finger in Allen's direction.

Hus eyes were spewing flames and he looked at Allen with hatred and regret. If looks could kill, then Allen would have had another reincarnation by now.

"Too cliche!" Allen picked up a stray piece of wood from the broken boat and channeled his Battleforce and soul force in it and threw it in Faisel's direction.

The shard flew towards Faisel at high speed and immediately pierced his head and his lifeless body collapsed on the edge of the boat and tumbled into the sea.

"So tiring.. "

Allen cracked his neck for soreness because he was feeling quite tired. He had used a lot of his power to make short work of them.

Although Allen looks very strong and had dominated them single handedly, his endurance isn't very good because he needs more practice over his control and he also needs to become stronger.

"Well, that is why I am here in the first place." Allen looked towards the shore in Kemosin Ruin island direction.

"You killed him! You don't know who he is!" The rower shouted and attracted Allen attention, which was quite dumb.

"Who he is? Let's me guess, he said his brother would kill me not his father so, that means his family isn't something special. From his look and conposure he's definitely not a noble or someone from a reputable lineage. He is a mercenary yet acts so aggressive meaning he has a backing, which is his brother, then his brother is more likely to be another mercenary or an important official. But my gut and the universal power of cliche tells me, his brother is the former." Allen put his finger on his chin as he said out loud all while stepping near the rower's boat.

Rower's facial expressions turned shocked and fearful with his every word and his every step simultaneously.

Allen quickly stood above the laying rower and he asked, "Is his brother a B-rank mercenary group member or even a leader?"

The rower was shocked as he staggered, "How did you know? His brother Tarique is the vice-leader of a B-rank mercenary group " Knife Crown"."

"Eh, I knew it." Allen shrugged as he pointed his blade in front of the rower, "So what if his brother is a vice-leader or a king even. Who would know what happened here? All the bodies are going to become sea food and I would destroy all the boats. What could possibly give me away and even if I am discovered, do you think I am fearful of a B-rank mercenary group."

"N-No absolutely not my lord, nothing would happen to you. Faisel and the others were appropriately judged for their slight towards my Lord's honor. I would never disclose about this, please let me go sir no—!, I am willing to become your servant, yes—Please let me serve you. Your brilliance and grace has inspired me my Lord." The boat rower began to beg and plead as he kow tow before Allen in complete disobedience.

"Well I would really appreciate a helper. It would make the job of cooking and other miscellaneous task easy." Allen put on a thinking expression as he seemed to be in the favour of letting him live, the rower was beyond euphoric.

Just as he raised his head to thank Allen and praise him endlessly he saw an indifferent pair of cold eyes deep as abyss. Staring into them his vision blurred and head began to spin, his eyes were rolling and his body staggered.

Suddenly the boat rower was jolted awoken from his confusion but he felt something wrong.

He felt unbearable pain radiating from his abdomen, he looked down to see a sword sticking through his gut as he descended into darkness and his body fell into the sea.

Just as he died, the voice of the devil ranged.

*Slop*

"It's a shame that a mercenary like you cannot be trusted and I won't be able to sleep properly with a snake like you besides me." Allen said as an exhausted expression appeared on his face and he sat down. He was huffing and feeling very tired because he over spent himself.

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