Here it is! After much effort, our dream finally came true.
He was happy, celebrating in his thoughts and clapping and "welcoming" the boy who had entered the first state to become "him". The pure flow of dark magic came from that boy, he "loved" it. For him, at that time, the matter of life was not important anymore.
The student's well-groomed clothes had begun to appear burnt, torn by the currents of black fire that sometimes rose around them.
Different from the initial reaction, that boy now just stared blankly into his eyes.
Because he didn't know, in that kid's mind, it was a mess.
-Too weak!
-Clush!
How long have I been? How long have I been in this dark place? How many times have I been slashed, stabbed, and had my organs cut off and miraculously regained itself. Is all of that important? I do not know. Perhaps it would be better if this life disappeared from the world to make up for her, so it was not enough, not enough for what I, this demon had caused. Yes, it was me, this bastard who killed her, killed Yumi.
-Hm ... you ...
He grabbed my neck and lifted up gently as if lifting something. The scary shape, the savage smile, everything, no longer bothered me or chilled me.
-You seem to have no more willpower left. Hahaha, so lend me a little entertainment body.
After saying that he walked away, the surrounding sparks also followed.
What I did was lie still here, in this endless place without light.
Sorry, Yumi ... sorry.
-Dear Sir! Flood...
In less than half a second, the body of the black magician who just ran into the report evaporated, leaving a large pool of blood floating on the ground.
He was glad that the kid had finally returned to his "insanity".
-Clush!
Before reacting to what just happened, Diaz collapsed to the floor due to a sudden impact. Only when he regained consciousness did he notice that the left side of his abdomen was constantly bleeding and that boy was standing at the top of the cave.
-Hahaha! Come here!
He summoned a lance that was as long as his height and charged towards the boy.
-King!
The spear blades and sickles collided, just then, a strong tremor spread to him and in an instant. For the first time in his life, he was knocked to the ground.
-Bam!
Having a sickle close to his neck, he still showed a happy smile even though his death was only 1cm away.
-It's all over, we still haven't been happy yet.
-Ep!
Suddenly the boy staggered and panted. Using that chance he kicked the boy off and jumped back.
-Seems like he heard my request! Hahaha, let's continue.
Drowning the lance in the darkness, he charged at the boy who was suffering from a headache.
-Aaaaa!
The spear pierced through his leg and the boy was burned by flesh of the black flame. The boy's screams of pain made him feel happy, but of course, he still understood that he needed to avoid attacking positions that could kill "his container."
His joy doubled as the next spear pierced the boy's shoulder.
The boy's anger reached its peak, picking up the large scythe, it frantically charged at him.
-Stay, let me play!
He planted the flaming spear to the ground and only for a moment black black flame spread around. Although not as hot or as hot as usual, but from that "dark area" grew dozens of ink-black hands and strangely long, grabbing the other kid and pulling him down.
-Aaaarrrr !!
Turning the scythe around himself, the boy cut off his entire arm and stood up.
-Just stand still.
Diaz infused a large amount of magic power into his lance to speed up the creation of the black arms so that the boy could not cut and escape.
-Please obediently stand still and let me drag you down to my world, Darwod, soon.
-Grrr ... Aaaaaa!
Before he was grabbed by his right hand, the boy thrusted his tongue at him. But Diaz did not bother at all about the scythe flying off the trajectory, he was still gazing at the "beautiful" scenery of a helpless "prey" against his pitfalls.
-Huh?
In the blink of an eye, the boy's body turned completely black like a silhouette.
Diaz immediately turned back to the scythe, the moment the boy appeared there and was in a ready posture.
-Clush!
Both of their weapons pierced through the opponent. The boy fell and Diaz stepped back with a wound on his stomach, healing now no longer able to help him.
The boy slowly stood up, revealing his right arm nearly severed from the stab just now.
-Seems like I'm a little overhand.
But the next sight made him goosebumps.
The wound healed in just a short time thanks to the pure dark magic power exuding out there.
-Haha! Very good! So worthy of being a container!
Diaz squeezed his right hand, dozens of hands sprung up and pulled the boy down before it could react, and he followed suit with a satisfied smile.
This dark space is like an endless black ocean. But the special thing about this "ocean" is that it can be as usual here.
In a position in the middle of the "ocean," two light-emitting objects constantly collide, creating a metallic echo. The two seemingly oversized weapons were skillfully used by the two possessors of black magic.
-King!
He had never felt so energetic, for the first time in his life he was fighting a peer.
-Hahaha! This is the entertainment! More to go! More to go!
This endless battle is probably the best for Diaz, but his opponent is not. That body was nearing its limit and "that person" had to end this battle. Its evil eyes became even more fierce.
The boy swung his scythe, swirling behind Diaz, but this time he was prepared.
-Cheap inexpensive!
Diaz launches a black pillar toward the scythe at the same time that boy "teleports" out. The great pillar of fire immediately enveloped the boy's entire body as well as the scythe.
-Hahaha! Th...
-Clush!
The sickle pierced through his chest from behind, also the end of everything. Instead of writhing, groaning in pain like anyone else would, he just smiled before taking his last breath in his own satisfaction.
-That's ... an honor ... to die at your hands.
Long live the king.
The boy pulled his scythe back up and down again, causing his body to split in two, the "black ocean" followed and disappeared, bringing the body of the black magician and the boy back to the cave.
Leaving the tongue out of his hand and leaving it to vanish into nothingness, the boy exhaled a whole pile of blood and just lied away.