Chapter 3.
I start panting, tired, and soon dizzy. All my strength to fight or my spirit/ resilience vanished, then I heard the voice of the dead hostile man again.
"F**** You!"
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I heard the strange voice again which I had already heard before, however this time a text message also came in front of my eye with a screen showing a lot of unknown information.
- —Status- —
Title-Unequipped
Name-Relic
Age- 500 years
Health- 40/100
Energy- 20/40
Level-14
Exp- 10/5000
Strength 5->7
Dexterity 5->8
Vitality/Endurance 20->29
Intellect 150
Unused attribute point: 14 ->0
Powers: [Stand: Ghost of Sparda]
Skills: [Charisma A][Memory Library A]
Abilities: [Counter-Flash] [RageXWrath]
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I was ignoring the screen with text on it and I felt a wave of energy flowing inside me, completely revitalizing my strength along with spirit, so my focus changed to myself and the hostile person.
"WHY DON'T YOU JUST DIE ALREADY!" In pure anger, he screamed, dispatching all the weapons he had in the golden ripple toward me with a ridiculous speed.
'He can manipulate space with magic, that absurd skill,' I deduced after sensing heavy mana around him and looking at the space tear.
A tall and dark figure appeared in front of me to which I somehow felt connected spiritually as if he is a part of me, however, I don't feel any kind of mana around us which means it's not a spell.
"Hmm!" He growled facing the incoming weapons, summoned a heavy sword out of thin air, and with just a swing destroyed all the projectiles like someone threw butter at him which he sliced with a hot knife.
*BOOOM
I struggled to stand still as the explosion generated a strong shockwaves of wind pushing me back.
Everything calmed down, and the dust settled, I properly inspected what protected me and was astonished that a true demon-like creature was standing tall and mighty.
For appearance, he was a vaguely insectoid demon with clawed hands, a scaly hide, a pair of downward-facing ram horns, chiropteran wings with beetle-like wings underneath, hooves for feet, and reptilian spikes protruding from his back.
Parts of his body appeared to be made of grayscale with accents of red and purple.
He also had gold veins on his hands and arms, chest, shoulders, and back, a red diamond eye-shaped gem in the center of his forehead, and skull-shaped gold knees and elbow guards with small horns.
"So you are a demon. It doesn't matter anyway, as you are about to DIE!" Spoiled Brat shouted while standing up again.
His face was entirely ruined, unrecognizable, deformed and blood dripping from his entire body, he could barely be called human now. 'It's a miracle that he is still alive after taking the punch.'
"There is still a fight left in you," I commented as I was impressed with his persistence yet at the same time annoyed like just be gone.
"Finish him," I instructed the demon, and he also began being on the offensive, summoning more weapons through the golden ripples.
I was surrounded by his golden gate, but before he could even move or give the command to launch the weapons the demon spirit commenced swiftly.
Throwing his heavy sword at the human with a sound barrier destroying speed, the sword pierced his gut and planted him along the stair of the throne ruthlessly.
As a result, all his mana around the air vanished with his gold gates. The demon figure vanishes in front of me, but his sword remains.
I tried to summon him back, but he didn't come back.
'I feel mentally tired, is it because of the demon…..?' I thought and imagined that strange screen again in my mind.
- —Status- —
Title-Unequipped
Name-Relic
Age- 500 years
Race: ???
Health- 100/100
Energy- 3/40
Level-14
Exp- 10/5000
Strength: 7
Dexterity: 8
Vitality/Endurance: 29
Intellect: 150
Unused attribute point: 0
Powers: [Stand: Ghost of sparda]
Skills: [Charisma A][Memory Library A]
Abilities: [Counter-Flash] [RageXWrath]
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'My [Energy] is 3 now, it means he uses energy…. And His name is Ghost of Sparda?' I was taken aback by this revelation, all the information the screen was showing was real and 100% correct like my name, and age, but my race was not shown.
'Might be due to that spell.' I pounder as I remember before dying I did perform a forbidden magic ritual which robs one from his lineage.
"He is still alive, Mortal." A composed and warm voice brings me back to reality from my thoughts.
She wraps her arm around my waist from behind, pressing her soft chest on my back.
"If you are trying to seduce me goddess then I have to tell you…..it is work," I said with sarcasm said while enjoying the otherworldly sensation.
"Ha haa haha aha, I like you… a funny guy. Take this…. He is a divine being and won't die that easily with just a spirit blade." She laughs out a bit and passes me a weirdly shaped weapon.
'She smells good.' I thought while zoning out for a moment, then held the weapon firmly.
"It's the Black mortal Dew blade, cuts immortality," She informs me casually like it is normal for her. It gave me quite a dangerous vibe, but still, I had to finish what he started.
"You owe me some explanation," I told her as hundreds of questions arise in my mind right now.
*Ting
'Huh… use this on the dead body.' I internally commanded the 'thing'.
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Title: First husband of Elder Goddess ?????
Name: Gil
Race: Half human, Half God
Age: 100
Status: Dead.
Relation: -
Hate: Human, Demon, particularly Male of any species.
Like: Female of any race, Power, himself.
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'**** this **** I'm out.' As I read his title and paled a little.