Arthur let out a deep breath, letting his exhale condense into a stream of faint white fog. His eyes focused on the strongest person present, a peak Rank 2 Fae Master currently battling it out with Milena and Nyssa.
Milena had already summoned her Ravager Blood Corpse and White Bone Corpse to attack and defend for her, while Nyssa had summoned her Crimson-Rib Monitor Ghost and two Fallen Blood Ghosts to protect herself and Milena.
The Blood Ravager Corpse and the Fallen Blood Ghosts were both Blood Attributed, while the White Bone Corpse and the Crimson-Rib Monitor Ghost were both Bone Attributed.
Together with Dagen, who also used the Blood Attribute, their combined strengths would soar if they could come up with some sort of Combined Control Skill that amplified their strengths.
Unfortunately, none of them had the required knowledge, or perception on how to correctly create such a thing. Even the Verdant Corpse Garden that they had tried to create turned out to be a failure. Even if they were all Rank 2 Fae Masters, their comprehension on the relationship between Fae was still too immature.
The red clothed bandit felt the hairs on his arms raise, before instantly turning around and raising his axe to block an immensely powerful blow. His eyes widened, and his mouth dropped as he noticed Arthur's cultivation.
"Shit! You're a Rank 3 Fae Master!".
The corners of Arthur's mouth rose, and he activated a Wind Burst Fae, kicking out with an immense burst of speed and physical strength.
The peak Rank 2 Fae Master was launched back, colliding with another bandit. The Leader pushed his subordinate aside and raised his axe as he faced Arthur. His arms trembling slightly, as his muscles screamed at him to stop fighting.
'A Wood Attributed specialist with immense physical strength!? Does he have some sort of Strength Attributed Fae or is it something else.... Wait a second....'.
The peak Rank 2 Fae Master paused for a moment, before his eyes widened and he took a half step back. His breath hitched and he instantly turned towards the rest of his subordinates, his tone crazed and somewhat fearful.
"Everyone retreat! This battle is beyond us! We're facing someone with a-".
The bandit Leader felt that same tingle again, and raised his Rank 2 Bronze Axe Fae to block another blow from Arthur. The Wood Piercing Bident scrapped off a portion of the Rank 2 Fae, before slicing the top of the Fae Masters shoulder, causing blood and flesh to splatter.
The peak Rank 2 Fae Master felt his body freeze as Arthur brought his face closer to his, the sheer amount of killing intent being released from those emerald coloured eyes caused his body to shiver, and he almost missed the fact that Arthur had grabbed him by the hair.
Clenching on his hair tightly, Arthur smashed the bandit Leaders nose directly into his kneecap, causing the painfully eerie sound of bones breaking to echo out over the battlefield.
Arthur had made sure to use a Rank 2 Bronze Legs Fae to enhance the durability of his legs, and make sure that whatever bones he wanted to break, remained broken.
The peak Rank 2 Fae Master felt his vision blur for a moment, before his eyes widened, blood spurting out uncontrollably from his nose and abdomen.
Raising his Wood Piercing Bident Fae, Arthur pierced straight through the stomach of this Fae Master, pinning him to the ground as waves upon waves of pain shot up from his stomach.
Arthur summoned his Leafsword Fae and cut the tendons within this middle-aged man's arms, making sure he couldn't do anything to remove the bident from his stomach. The screams of pain and fear that Arthur caused, made everyone present, including Parvan and Zlatanna, possess a seed of fear within their hearts.
Never had they seen Arthur so.... brutal before. So bloodthirsty....
Even if they did perhaps deserve it, Arthur did all of that, with the same polite smile that he always had on his face.
It was horrifying.
Arthur narrowed his eyes and turned towards the remaining bandits, his gaze frosty and the corners of his mouth raised.
"The first person to tell me where your tribe or camp is located, won't get the same treatment. If you think that you have the capability to run away before I catch you, then by all means, run".
The Rank 2 bandits all looked down at the weapons in their hands, before glancing towards each other pausing for a second or two.
Before-.
"I can tell you where the tribe is located!".
"Don't listen to that idiot! I can guide the Young Master towards the tribe!".
"So long as you spare me Young Master, I can give you all the beauties and Fae that our tribe has accumulated over the past-".
Arthur narrowed his eyes, before taking out a normal Rank 2 Halberd Fae and thrusting out numerous Silver Waning Moons. Over a dozen Rank 2 Fae Masters tried to evade the attack, but all felt the power of Arthur's Intent, as the silver moonlight coloured beam "bent" and pierced straight through their throats and hearts.
With the sole exception of a vapour ruby origin essence Fae Master, every single other bandit was killed. Some had tried to use defensive-type Fae in order to block Arthur's attack, but with Arthur's "twisting" Intent, all he needed to do was keep bending the beam, to the point where they had nowhere else left to run.
They either had to transfigure their own bodies using Transformation Fae, or use some sort of Bronze Arms Fae to transform their physique temporarily, into something that was strong enough to block Arthur's attack.
This single vapour ruby origin essence Fae Master felt blood splatter on his face and leg, the warmth from his fellow bandits blood caused him to freeze up and take a half-step back as he body started to shake.
Arthur raised an eyebrow, gesturing for the thirtyish year old man to speak up.
"C'mon? Tell me where your tribe or camp is located, and I won't kill you".
The man, who was at least ten years older than the current Arthur immediately got on his knees and started prostrating towards him. The green coloured hair and eyes that Arthur possessed, could've just been done using some sort of weak Transformation Attributed Fae, but considering both his age and current cultivation, there was only one thing that came to mind....
"Lord Boundless! If we had known someone of your stature and ability was passing through here, we never would've-".
Arthur placed the tip of the Halberd Fae on the throat of the middle aged man. He immediately stopped talking, and felt the tip of the blade poke a tiny hole in his neck, causing a single droplet of blood to seep out.
The look in Arthur's eyes became cold, and the depth to his green eyes exceeded that of his normal self. The middle aged man wanted to lift his head up and talk, but kept his head down in front of this.... demon!
Arthur spoke slowly and carefully, his tone accentuating certain words.
"If you don't tell me within the next ten seconds where your camp is, I'll cut off your arms and legs, and then drag you back with me. If you doubt my words then....".
Arthur threw the Halberd Fae in his arms, piercing straight through the ankle of the peak Rank 2 Fae Master, and cutting off his left foot. He had already passed out from the pain, but the sudden lose of his limb woke up up from his unconscious state.
Arthur patted the head of the prostrating man, as if a father patting the head of his child.
"I'll have to punish you.... okay?".