Invon City - Crimson

Shock continued to wreck through Osirus's body, he stood frozen as he watched the crimson blood of the fallen begin to move on its own, slowly but surely, all the streams of blood trickled to Reinhardt, his deep scarlet aura increasing with every passing second.

A heavy atmosphere began to set over the surroundings, a instinctual fear clouding everyone present, causing the large crowd of bystanders to back away in terror, even though nothing had happened yet, they could feel that something horrific was about to be awakened.

Only Osirus, Lord Invon and Sir Elijah were able to withstand the primal fear within their hearts, their confidence in their own strength allowing them to stand where they were.

Even the usually arrogant and confident Lord Invon was rooted in place, although he wasn't scared enough to run away, he also wasn't confident enough to move forward, his mind currently racing, 'What is going on? Why is all those scums blood going towards him? Why-why do I feel fear?"

Osirus also had similar thoughts, although he didn't feel as much fear as Reinhardt was staring at him, he was still inwardly shocked at the mighty presence of pure wrath and bloodlust building around the muscular man tied down to the guillotine.

Although a looming blade hung over his head, no-one had the arrogance to believe that Reinhardt was the one in a difficult position, the whole situation had flipped on its head the moment that ferocious aura began to grow.

Eventually the blood reached Reinhardt before shockingly being absorbed into it, and like a dam being broken, that mighty crimson power swept forth like a tsunami.

Osirus felt a piercing sensation drill into his mind the moment the blood contacted Reinhardt's skin, 'Shit!.

In an instant, the guillotine restraining him shattered into thousands of pieces shooting out in all directions like the fragments of a grenade, next Armen, still tied down, was launched away, smashing into a nearby wall, his life and death unknown.

An instant later, as the closest to Reinhardt other than Armen, Lord Invon was blasted by the full force of the scarlet shockwave, his thick fur coat whipped back by the force, "Aagh!", with his hands crossed Lord Invon resisted with all his might, the floor cracking as he was slowly pushed back, however even with his strength, it was like a candle in a ferocious storm, it was destined to be snuffed out.

With a boom, he collided into his own palace, a massive crack spreading along its incredibly durable surface, a testament to the force he was facing.

10s of guards didn't even have the time or strength to resist before they were launched back, ending up as a lump of metal, luckily they were further away, so the shockwave isn't as strong so most of them were only injured with fractures and broken bones rather than the blast instantly killing them.

Finally, it reached Osirus, he realised instantly that he wouldn't be able to run, just like the others hadn't, his mind functioned at insane speeds, nearly rivalling what it was like with {Analytic Mind}, furthermore, with {Threat Detection}, he was able to feel the danger a second before everyone else, and was thus able to react a second before everyone else.

'{Guardian Golem}'

With his recent training, he was able to summon the Golems in almost an instant, a fact that was able to save his life.

Suddenly 2 1.4m Golems manifested in front of him, facing the blast of energy instead of Osirus, at the same time he felt his Mana plummet, the blast hit him.

Guardy was the first to be hit, its entire body trembled under the force, micro tears began to spread across its cushy body as concrete fired towards it with the speed of a bullet, fortunately its improved defence was enough to stop it from completely falling apart.

Furthermore, with its weight, it was able to slightly resist the blast, its feet digging into the ground, causing it to crack as it was pushed back into Boulder.

Even while crouching behind 2 Golems, Osirus still felt a mighty blast tear past his body, his skin tearing causing blood to be drawn only to be blasted away the next second, soon he felt the Boulder collide into him, slowly pushing him back as well.

However no matter what he couldn't be flung back, if he smashed into the wall with the same speed as Lord Invon, he was confident he could survive, thus with every ounce of strength he possessed, he dug his feet into the floor and held his ground.

"Boom!"

Only now did the sound follow, its power so mighty Osirus's eardrums nearly burst causing blood to trickle from his ears as a constant ringing assaulted his mind.

Although the blast only lasted an instant, it felt like an eternity to Osirus as pain racked his body, finally it washed passed him before colliding with the crowd, luckily it had weakened enough to only blow them back without causing any deaths.

"Huff. Huff. Huff."

Osirus breathed heavily as he unsummoned Guardy, its damage too severe. Luckily it had managed to stop him from receiving any fatal damage, furthermore Boulder was still fine for the most part.

Apart from the sound of heavy breathing, silence permeated the centre, whether it was from fear or unconsciousness, no-one made a sound, their minds in shock at what had just happened.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps pervaded, looking towards the very centre of the blast, Osirus saw a silhouette of a figure through the dust, its crimson eyes piercing through as it slowly revealed itself.

Reinhardt left the dust-screen step by step, revealing his shocking transformation, apart from his now blood-red eyes, deep crimson runes like the language of gods and as archaic as time itself spread across his entire muscular body, pulsating with a palpable wrath, causing any who looked at them to shiver and collapse in fear.

Even Osirus felt a soul-reaching fear spread through him, luckily he was strong enough to be able to resist it, even if only slightly, furthermore, he wasn't the target of the incarnation of wrath.

"Aahh!", "Help!", "W-what is t-that?", screams of terror and pain erupted from the crowd of bystanders, with the guards lives being unknown, no-one could keep them in check began tp panic and run after the fearsome blast.

It wasn't long before silence pervaded the centre, everyone had either left or was too injured to speak.

"Agh.",

Climbing out of the crater Lord Invons body had made in the wall, pain ravaged his body, luckily his skin was extremely tough due to being in the Skin Stage so there was barely any visible damage, unfortunately his internal organs didn't have the same level of durability, leaving them displaced and damaged.

Suddenly an unremitting sound disturbed his thoughts, "Step. Step.", each time the foot hit the cracked concrete, a chill travelled down his spine, even the pain disappeared, replaced by a primal and raging fear.

Slowly, looking up towards the origin of the sound, he met the eyes of Reinhardt, his very soul felt consumed by the unrivalled rage that seemed to endlessly fill those crimson pupils.

Looking down, he noticed his hands had began to tremble, not from pain, but terror, "W-what are you?", but all he got in return was the incessant footsteps slowly approaching.

Glancing back at his palace and the crowd, Lord Invon remembered who he was, he was a lord, a man in charge of thousands of lives, he was not somebody to get scared of someone whose life was just as his beck and call.

The fear began to diminish, overthrown by a feeling of disgust at his own actions, and anger at the one who caused it.

"Ptoo.", Lord Invon spit out a lump of organs and blood as he suppressed the pain in his body, stretching out his arms, he readied himself to fight the monster slowly approaching him.

Osirus stayed where he was, he had no confidence in fighting Lord Invon, nor did it look like it would be needed sensing the power emanate from Reinhardt, although he didn't know why coming in contact with blood had suddenly done this, he was all for it if it meant the death of the bastard that killed the Jacks.

Furthermore, Osirus noticed something odd, atop the balcony, Sir Elijah had not moved an inch, even when Lord Invon took a massive amount of damage he hadn't even shone a change in emotion, which Osirus found odd considering he was his butler, but what made him cautious the most was the fact that Sir Elijah did not have a speck of dust on his pristine suit, as if the shockwave hadn't even existed.

It was this reason Osirus stood where he was, observing the quickly changing situation.

Sir Elijah looked towards him, whether it was because he noticed Osirus looking at him or because he had resisted the blast, he didn't know nor care, his mind was more occupied by that stare.

For an instant he felt as if the eyes of an ancient beast appeared behind the old man, staring into his very core, every thought he had ever had was laid bare before the man, however it only lasted an instant as it seemed he quickly lost care as he turned towards Reinhardt.

Osirus couldn't be sure but he thought he saw a look of confusion appearing on the mysterious butler, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by the emotionless expression.

Reinhardt had almost reached Lord Invon, his cold face making a remarkable contrast to the immense wrath surrounding him, however Lord Invon wasn't deterred.

"Come on then! I'll kill you like I did your scum friends."

"Boom!"

The ground cracked and sunk in, forming a small crater as Reinhardt's body flashed, crossing the 5m distance in an instant and appearing in front of Lord Invon, a mighty fist shooting with the speed and might of a crimson meteor towards his face.

However Lord Invon wasn't scared, when facing Annie and the others, he only had to use a fraction of his strength, but now, he was going to unleash it all.

With frightening speed, Lord Invon shot to the side of the fist, closing in on Reinhardt and dodging the majority of the force in an instant, before launching his own attack, his fist whipped forward colliding with Reinhardt's stomach.

"Boom.", "Agh."

A muffled boom followed by a painful grunt sounded, however Reinhardt wasn't the one to make the noise, Lord Invon hurriedly jumped back as he looked at his limp wrist in shock, 'What! My wrist broke from punching his stomach! Just how strong is he?!'

Lord Invon would soon find out as Reinhardt shot forth once again, striking with a mighty fist once more, however Lord Invons speed was just too much as he rapidly dodged to the side, but this time he didn't strike.

Reinhardt realised he couldn't rely on his shocking defence once more as he struck with his fists again, unleashing a flurry of attacks in quick succession, Lord Invon could only dodge with his superior speed.

However he couldn't do that forever as he hurriedly searched for some sort of weak spot he could attack, eventually he saw an opening, using the moment between Reinhardts punches, he slipped behind him before sweeping his leg into the back of Reinhardt's knee, causing his stance to buckle slightly, but that was all.

Shocked at how ineffective his attack was, Lord Invon was a moment too slow to dodge Reinhardt's quick counter attack in the form of a right hook, "Shit!", Lord Invon could only hurriedly block with his arms.

As the fist collided, an immense force rippled through his body, his bones creaking under the strength before he was launched back into another palace wall, causing its structure to falter further.

"Cough! Cough."

Another 2 globs of blood were expelled from Lord Invons mouth as he climbed out of the rubble once more, "Come on then you bastard."