Once the entirety of the walls of Ragnir's line of defense was breached in his panic he deployed his man in fear of his death. But never did he assume they'll survive in terms of skills and experience, but enough to give him time, or so he thought. That sort of consideration might have worked against the terrorist but what he enticed was far deadlier than a mere man could ever hope
"What's that– Arkiek!" A tentacle arising from Neon's back ended the life of three guards skewering all the moment they came in his front
"Conquest," A spore came blowing in the threes way, and these microscopic invaders spared no thought and fully developed
[System: You've branded 'Conquest' on three targets! The marked individuals succumbed to your commands. They're no longer capable of holding free will, their existence is yours to keep]
He released the three and they kneel with their faces, tones, and even movement remaining still and emotionless. "We greet the hive. What are your orders? We'll follow you to the end of our lives,"
"Call the nearby squadron, tell them you need backup, and make sure to revert your voice before your enslavement,"
His command was absolute and not a single person denied his will they lured their teammates to the tiger's den. The newly arrived assailant was awestruck when they saw their soon-to-be comrades frozen still and witness the arrival of haze. Just a whiff stiffens their bones and they begin to see a singular man shifting his head till it became the shape of a flower
"Infestation," The pollens came dropping one by one and their particles mixed within the air causing the infection to wither their numbers
'Vestal take over,'
Compared to before Neon's new evolution smoothly affected his worrisome necessity of waiting for his legion. The moment the catastrophic beast accepted him as their own the summoning became less than a requirement and more of a call. Vestal arose from his body and materialized herself where it looks like a pile of flesh left his side and grew in the span of a second
"Thank you my liege, they're enough," He departed right after, and Vestal governs the freshly branded slaves, and in her ruling, she led a separate attack
'I never thought Conquest would work since my level was low but now I realize the difference in the requirements. Levels are like statuses for Guardians the higher they are the more powerful they are it's natural since they have additional stats. But in my case the use of devouring leech allowed me to break down that gatekeeping requirement to progress. Vestal can merge with those she controls with 'Assimilation' so theirs no problem if she ever meets a powerful foe,'
(Where to now, my liege?)
"Glutton... aren't my actions need explaining? It's clear as day. I'll be visiting a classmate of mine," He snickered and his body rapidly alter form from an adult to a compressed form where he's indistinguishable for a child
He positioned his body lowering himself and going all four to prepare for a sprint and release his pent-up strength. The ground crumbled as his muscles revert to their former semblance and the force he amassed made it so he could leap. He safely landed and go for a full-on sprint and simultaneously forges an axe and move in a matter of creating a cyclone
[System: The Guardian has invoked the activation of [Midnight stride] your power will now become increasingly powerful
Status: The equipped item; (Acolytes ring) strengthens the weapon and imbues such with the power of darkness
Poison production: Compound number 666 (Devilish hour) has been actively radiated, and the following debuff is applied: [Weakening], [Bleeding], [Slow], [Nausea], [Invulnerability], [Heart failure], [Bone degradation], [Muscular collapse], [Blood infection], etc.]
"Good thing this technique works well with an axe, Whirling death," The strength he garnered from midnight stride seemingly intensify the cyclone, and the restless gust plagued the unfortunate
Even before their shredded with his axe the poison he spread instantaneously brought hundreds to the ground up. Like a curse of the devil, they felt every worldly discomfort known to the living but the worst thing for them was that it wasn't a curse. No matter how desperate they spam their dispel it was a matter of time before they die in one of the unforgivable poisons
[System: You've killed dozens of fellow Guardians... you've crossed the line. You'll be granted a penalty–
Status: After careful processing, the system deems the annihilated Guardians have done evil deeds
Outcome: Because of the evil acts of the slaughtered Guardians instead of a penalty you were given the title; Purger of Evil
[Purger of Evil]: Allows you to attain experience and even bonus experience depending on their notoriety]
'It was weird that the Abyssal Tiger only killed people who were later revealed to be evil after further investigations into their deaths. The tiger itself was a menace but it always had a feud against the few who've done inhumane acts to their own. This ability is way too useful for someone who grew so doubtful and fearful of the idea of forming relations,'
[Abyssal Tiger active abilities:
• (Eyes of Morality): Can gaze through the color of one soul and measure their deeds and misdeeds
• (Kinetic outburst): Builds up electrical energy by moving
• (Nightwalker): Becomes less perceivable in the dead of night
• (Abyssal origins): Becomes more and more powerful when in the presence of the night or engulf in darkness]
[.... <(• ~ •)> ....]
"You're awake? Well, this is a surprise. I thought you wouldn't appear since I can't understand you. You're neither the tiger nor any other catastrophic beast... you are the combined conscience. What do you want?" The collective conscience took hold of his hand where it shifts and forms a shield blocking an attack from a faraway mage
'This is Unity? Wait so you're kind of like a sentient version of my sixth sense? That's how I assume it,'
[...( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)ᕤ...]
'Is this what you've been doing? The reason why you've been quiet all this time is to do this? At least I can understand even a little,'
[＼(°o°)／＼(°o°)／＼(°o°)／]
'Unity if you kept spamming that shit so help me im going to mute you!!!'
[...(ಠ︵ಠ)...]
"That's more like it,"
He descended from the mountain of corpses and now he saw the mansion up close and summoned his weakest minions for a feast. Those who appear were mindless and only obeyed one thing and that was to eat to eradicate the mountain of evidence. One by one the screams of Ragnirs men were heard and echoed throughout his earpiece as he trembled in his abode
"What the hell is going on? This can't be... even if they have the power of demons their influence isn't this overwhelming. Something like this only happened in the age of demons, but that time long passed at this point, then why? How or what methods are they using– Hieeeeek!!!" He peeked through the curtains and he fell and pisses himself when a figure envelope in darkness knocked on his door
"Delivery service, I have your parcel over here, Mr. Andreus Ragnir. Would you mind coming down to sign this for me? I have a busy hour it wouldn't be that long– Oh so the jig is up?" He says as the door along the rest of the villa came to be endowed with a protecting spell alongside a reinforced metallic wall
"Fuck off!!! I don't care if you're with Vermillion Circle you can go ahead and try to bring this down. I can already tell it'll hardly budge this is made of SS-grade materials. If you understood then go away and get the fuck out, you bloody baboon,"
"What's wrong? Can't speak? Are you all bark and no bite you son of a bitch. Hahahaha, look at ya if only there were cameras I could see your ugly mug,"
As people came to grow they learn of the term logic, things that are known to be truth and unchangeable by law or power. A man can't walk on water nor is he capable of swimming on the ground and what's more uncommon a prey taunting a predator. Neon's eyes glimmered with such intensity and as he's been dissed time and time he widens their gap
[Weapon creation: You've produced a ginormous spike ball]
His bones spurred and in his palm overflowed his bone and form a sphere riddled with thorns as the eye can see. His small and misunderstood demeanor whereas many belittle grew overwhelmingly large where many saw a giant. Ragnir grew ever so worried when this figure's every step shook the ground stretching its arm and later throwing the ball
"Tyrannical throw," The strength behind his throw resulted in the wind so violent it pulled everything along the threes hurdling for the mansion
"Uarrghhhh!"
Ragnir has been swept away from where his manor along with the rubble that we're meant to demolish his limbs. Unfortunately, the items that were given to him as his right as the heir prolonged and kept him from ever getting scarred. He rises from the gravel only for his neck to feel the same sensation within the examination
"I don't know why but is your neck that attracted to my hand? It feels so magnetic, or are you just so plenty satisfying to strangle? Which do you think it is?" The looming darkness over the figure vanishes and there he saw its truest nature
"Neon?– Uarrghhkaaaak!!!"
"Now who the hell permitted you to talk?" He further tightens his grip until Ragnir loses consciousness
'So where should we interrogate him? I broke his house, but this was already bound to get wrecked. Well, there's always my apartment,'