Battle III

He looked at the two possible culprits for the attack and the reason became clearer to him. He saw possibly the weaker of the two gang members putting both hands on the gang member.

They seemed to have merged their skill to summon a much bigger skill. Such a concept was really fascinating to Tim, he never knew something like that was possible.

"I did not think your gang members were this strong. They could have ended me swiftly with that move. If not for my agility, I would have been ground paste by now.

I am truly impressed." Tim said, in awe of the gang members that just performed a terrifying attack.

Taz on the other hand was visibly shocked. This was actually a battle that he had used to previously eliminate a pest trying to play hero and release their prisoners.

He would attack and distract with his flame whips while his gang members, send massive boulders hurling towards the target.

The trick had worked too many times that it left a massive shock on Taz when he witnessed Tim dodge the attack by lying down straight on the ground.

He did not ever think that it was that possible to get to the ground that fast.

"Attack him. don't let him recover." Taz yelled, as he sent forth his whips again towards Tim.

Tim dodged the whips effortlessly at a distance from Taz.

Now that he knew what does 2 gang members were capable of, there was no way that he would take his eyes off them.

Hurriedly taking out 2 thorns from his palms, he threw the two of them quickly towards the gang members, but it was thwarted by the whips.

Now it was really getting annoying that Taz was interfering with his attack on the two gang members that seemed to be out of mana and stamina with the way that they were breathing hard.

"Just let them die gracefully by my hands. They can become my friends eternally." Tim said with a psychotic smile.

A smile which made Tim look like a complete psycho in front of the trio.

What amazed Taz was that Tim kept on generating thorns like it was childplay. He knew how extremely difficult it was to cast a spell without chanting but Tim kept creating thorns without even using a chant.

It was a crazy thing. Little did Taz know that Tim was just making use of an innate skill from the Horned snake that he killed.

"You are a freak that will die by my hands." Taz said as he swung his whips once more towards Tim.

Because of the distance between themselves, Tim saw clearly the path of the whip so he took that advantage and dodged in advance.

Accelerating as the whip passed him by, his targets were the pest that almost took his life. He had a serious grudge with them and he had no intention to let them regain mana to use such a dangerous skill on him anymore.

"Stone Wall!" one of the guards shouted as he slammed his hands on the ground in an effort to protect him and his colleague from Tim, but that also was in vain because Tim threw a thorn that he created in his hands fast enough before the gang members skill could be completed.

PUICHH

 The thorn pierced the throat of the gang member that was the strongest of the 2. The member struggled for breath but before he could remove it, Tim had appeared in front of him and removed it for him.

Blood let loose from the opening in the throat of the gang member, staining Tim's body in blood.

Tim did not really bother about the blood, what he was more interested in was the fear in the eye of the weaker gang member.

His body was shaking vividly and all signs of battle or flee were absent from the gang member. This was a total mental breakdown, he was now useless in front of Tim.

The fear was so evident in the eyes of the gang member that Tim could almost taste it. He could swear that if he could ever taste fear of the gang member then it would taste like an undiluted sweet honey.

"Rest and be reborn." Tim said as he took a quick swipe at the head of the gang member with the thorn and the head of the gang member flew up. Detached from its mortal body.

As if on command, a thick black smoke emanated around Tim and swallowed the two last standing gang members apart from Taz.

[ Ding! Human killed]

[ +600EXP]

[Bonus for killing a Level 6 Human -> 300EXP]

[Dead Summon available -> Human]

[ Ding! Human killed]

[ +600EXP]

[Bonus for Fear Status of Human before death +1200]

[Bonus for killing a Level 6 Human -> 300EXP]

[Dead Summon available -> Human]

[DING!]

[Level Up!]

[ + 1 to all stats]

[+5 Attribute Point]

[+1 Dead Summon slot]

[Dead Summon available -> Human]

"Oh, I get bonus EXP for killing them with fear status. Does that mean the more scary I am, then the more faster I grow strong." Tim said as he dragged his bloody hands over his face and looked at Taz, who did not seem to be bothered about what just happened to his gang members.

"You are a psycho just like us. No. You are far more worse than us.

You are just a psycho killer that takes pleasure in taking the lives of others. Don't even call yourself righteous or good, because What difference is there between what you are doing and what I am doing?" Taz asked, trying his best to get the most mana back from the ones the he had used up previously.

 After hearing Taz words, Tim looked at his bloody hands. Was he guilty for taking their lives? Did it really matter if he was guilty or not?

Did he not warn them that he did not want to battle.? After asking himself all those questions, he came to a final conclusion.

He needed to be strong enough to not be at the mercy of his enemies.