"What kind of monster are you?!" Darnell screamed at Drake, who, despite many deadly injuries, kept standing and smirking at the remaining six bandits.
The remaining bandits were standing firmly;
Ain, an assassin, survived Drake's fire magic due to constantly turning himself invisible and moving at extreme speeds to dodge the attacks.
Darnell was an A-ranked mage who survived due to staying in the backline and attacking from a distance. While he was a bit slow, Darnell never lost focus on what needed to be done and was incredibly accurate when blocking any attacks, with magic shields and even giving debuffs to Drake.
Bendall, a mercenary who survived due to his speed and accuracy with a bow, was an excellent shot but not fast enough to attack without being seen. He was a precise archer whose aim grew as he got more experience in the area, making him a formidable opponent.
Taryn was a master fighter that was known for his accuracy with daggers. Despite not having an advantage in the open field, Taryn always managed to take down opponents faster than anyone else and could move through enemy ranks without getting hit by one of their arrows.
Arvil was a skilled thief and an expert swordswoman. Arvil never hesitated to steal a weapon if it helped him to achieve his goals. However, here he was at a disadvantage because no matter how many times he managed to steal Drake's Heaven Slayer, it always disappeared and returned to Drake.
Here, they were at a disadvantage because most of them were used to quick assassination tactics and because of that, Drake's self-healing and monstrous abilities were a huge threat, as they were forced to fight a long battle against him. As time went on, though, and Drake's injuries continued to heal, they all became aware of just how powerful his regenerative abilities were, despite him being in his human form.
When Darnell screamed at Drake in despair, he smirked and smugly answered.
"I am just an F-ranked adventurer..." Drake smirked, breathing heavily. His clothes were stained with blood; however, it was not visible well on his red as blood jacket. "Somebody hired me on pest control to exterminate bandits in this area!~"
The bandits looked at each other; they did know that something like this was possible. After all, an F-rank adventurer would need to deal with them. This must be a joke. Right?
"Stop messing with us!" Ain yelled in rage as Drake walked towards the group slowly, still grinning. "Why are you doing this?! Are you pretending to be a hero?!"
*Ping*
[Your Dragon Lord's transformation is ready.]
Drake smiled at the notification, but soon he raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Hero?" then suddenly, he stabbed the air behind him. However, when he pulled out the blade, Ain turned visible, revealing that Drake actually stabbed him. "Would a hero do this?"
Ain collapsed. He was injured, but not lethally injured. However, Drake placed his hand on top of Ain's head, and Ain's head burst in flames. He was slowly burning down the skin.
The stench of burning hair and flesh made Darnell puke. He tried to hide his vomit as best as possible while keeping an eye on the scene in front of him. The fire had burnt his clothing, and his armour was badly damaged.
They watched with horror as Drake walked up to Ain and kicked him lightly in the ribs. He lifted the dead man high with his hand before using his Dragon Lord transformation, then said. "Would a hero do this?!"
Suddenly the flames engulfed the two of them, only revealing their silhouettes. As the silhouette soon vanished in flames, Drake walked out smirking. "Now, who's next?" he chuckled darkly. He looked around, noticing that the rest of the bandits, except Darnell, had lost their will to fight.
"How dare you!" Darnell shouted angrily. "How dare you treat us like toys?!"
"Don't you guys do the same?." Drake asked calmly. "You may not know, but I heard the whole conversation about you all playing with the girls before killing them."
"T-that..." Darnell didn't dare to finish.
"S-So what?!" Bendall shouted, trying to stand up again. "They were nobles! They have no right to live peacefully!"
"Unbelievable..." Drake whispered to himself, looking away. "That is why I killed you all." Then he glanced at Darnell again. "You play with lives and say I can't do the same?" Drake launched a fireball at Bendall, who was still standing. It struck him directly on his chest and stomach, revealing his ribs and exposing the heart inside. "So... Who's next, hmm??" he sneered, watching his fireball explode on the other man.
Darnell was silent for a few minutes, his mind processing everything, his eyes widening in realisation. He then began laughing hysterically. "Ha ha ha!" he giggled, unable to contain himself. "Hahahahahahahaha!!" He doubled over, holding on to his knees to prevent collapsing, then fell forward, rolling over to the ground.
All the bandits stared at him dumbfounded until the mage stepped forward with a murderous look in his eyes.
"If I have to die, I will take you out with me!" he shouted at Drake. "Everyone, stall him!"
"Shit! Let's kill that monster, even if it is the last thing we do!" Arvil encouraged the rest of the bandits.
"Yeah!" the bandits shouted after gathering the courage for their attack, which they knew would be their last. Darnell was using a holy spell to incinerate this entire area, them included. So
"Very well then," Drake said, raising his Heaven Slayer. "Come at me, bro!" With that, they charged in rage, each taking an axe, sword or dagger, trying to stall Drake as Darnell began to gather mana from his surroundings into his own body for one last spell. He was determined to kill Drake before he completely defeated them. But Drake didn't seem to be bothered in the slightest; he smiled evilly as the blades approached him and then stopped abruptly as Drake noticed that the entire place was illuminated.
"Huh?" Drake looked around and saw the bandits staring at him with smiles on their faces.
As a white light surrounded the entire area, Darnell laughed. "See you in hell, you monster!"
Drake sighed and muttered, "What a fucking idiot..."