'Armor Of Wind.' Anon immediately activated his defensive skill.
*Swoooossshhhhhhh*
Suddenly sharp winds raised from the ground and covered Anon's body, creating a very thin but strong armour that was almost invisible to naked eyes.
Jennifer's eyes suddenly twitched as she removed her bloodlust.
"A defensive skill, a wind type. You are not that stupid, good for you." She said as she again started to move down the stairs.
Immediately caught. If she is that strong why did she cried out like a little baby that day..?
After walking down for about 10 minutes both of them reached a big room that had a black board on it's right wall and a table in front of it.
Jennifer went ahead and picked up a thick book from the table and opened it.
"Look..." She said as she pointed at one page of the book.
Anon went near to see what she was pointing at.
When he looked at the book, he saw a same painting of the creature he just fought in Freeda's room.
"This is a Moltor." Jennifer said.
"Yeah, you told me that back in Freeda's room, tell me something else."
"That's the problem, there is a description of this monster written here but i can't read it."
Anon looked at the writtings under the picture carefully and noticed that they were written in English language.
"Intresting..." Anon picked up the book in his hands like a feather even though the book weighed around 10-13 kg.
"Moltor, A creature made from the consumption of ex-pill E2. This pill can only work on a brain dead person or a mind corrupted person.
Transformes the consumer into a monster giving him powers beyond imagination but everything comes with a cost and in this case the target loses his mind completely to bloodlust and becomes rogue but we have found a way to brainwash the target into being a mindless puppet that works on our command before the transformation and now we can tell him it's target before he/she converts into a Moltor.
Experiment E2 has failed." Anon stopped reading.
"You can read it...as i expected." Jennifer said with a surprised face.
'Oh shit.'
"You know the ancient texts."
"These are ancient texts ?" Anon said as he looked at the book, but found it to be in a very good condition for being an ancient text.
"Yes but this book is not one of ancient texts, we found this one near an oak tree inside the forest of nightmares."
'Again, Oaktree.'
"You learned it from the magical beast didn't you ?" Jennifer asked.
Anon looked at Jennifer in confusion but to save his cover he agreed.
"Yes, you are right."
"I knew it, so did you thought about selling him ?" She asked with a smile.
"I am not selling anything." Anon said with a counter smile.
"Tch"
"This is a Experiment log book." Anon said as he closed the book and tapped on it's red cover twice.
"What's that ?" Jennifer asked in confusing tone.
Rich kids really have nut sized minds.
"A experiment log is a book contains the record of every incident that happens when anyone conducts an experiment."
"Are you saying this is a guide of how you make a moltor ?"
After a long pause and a lot of staring at the book anon finally nodes his head in yes.
"You said the experiment failed means..."
"Yes, they were trying to make something else and the moltor was a failed creation."
"Hmm...i wonder what they were trying to make with mind broken people who can't even understand them ?" Jennifer said with a confused expression.
Suddenly anon's eyes widened in surprise when he looked at the next page.
It was rather empty but that one word on the top got anon's attention immediately.
"Zombie..."
"Huh...?" Jennifer asked in confusion.
"Now everything makes sense." Anon said in a low tone as he connected everything together.
'No.300, can you listen to me ?'
'Yes, your grace.'
'Go to sephie's lab.'
'As you command your grace.'
No.300 immediately left the camp where she was training the newbies and ran towards sephie's lab as ordered by anon.
"Madam sephie where are you ?" No.300 called out to sephie.
"What is it no.300 ? I am inside the testing room." Sephie's voice was heard from a white room on the left.
"Madam sephie, Master anon is asking for your presence."
Startled sephie immediately stopped the experiment she was conducting on two bunnies and came out of the room as soon as she heard no.300.
"What ? Where is master ? Is he here to conduct another Experiment ?" Sephie asked in a excited tone.
'Ask sephie, what was the colour of the fruits that the zombies were carrying back when we observed them ?'
"Master want's to know the colour of the fruits that the zombies were carrying back in the forest."
"Huh...? I think they were apples."
'Master she says that they were apples.'
'Ask her what tree's stems were they carrying.'
"Master asks the name of the tree stems that the zombies were carrying."
"Ummm....Doroin Orander. Yeah i am sure it was Doroin because it's the only tree that has dark red stems."
'hahaha....okay ask her what type of monster did they killed in the forest.'
"Master asked about the monsters they killed inside the forest."
"According to the records...red horned rabbits are being killed by the zombies at an incredible rate and second comes the Direwolf's pack leaders. They are usually dark red in colour when they involve."
'nice...nice, is my lab ready ? Ask her.'
"Master asks if the lab is ready or not ? The one he asked for."
"Yes, i prepared every item master asked for."
'Good, i will be returning soon.'
"As you say master, we will be looking forward to your return."
The connection was then cutted.
"I will take my leave then." Anon said as he started to leave the room.
"This my personal study room, you can come here if you want." Jennifer said with a smile.
"Thanks." Anon left as he said that but as soon as he turned around all of his expressions changed into a lunatic's expressions.
'Let's do some cleaning, shall we.'
Anon exits the nicolas mansion and starts walking towards the outskirts of the city but as the sun sets he feels someone's gaze on his every movement.
'Prey wants to hunt the Hunter, Huh ?' anon thought as he exits the main city gates.
'Well if you want to play the game of death, count me in.'
As anon reached near the wagon station he noticed that the last wagon already left the station.
The wagons that are pulled by Hornbean Bulls are very fast even through the dark environment, the last wagon was supposed to leave the station in about half an hour from now.
"Playing dirty...are we ?" Anon said with a smile as he pulled out a cigar from his inventory and lighted it with a fire spell, anon created a spark by snapping his two fingers.
As soon as the cigar was on fire Anon took a large puff and let out a cloud of smoke from his mouth.
Anon removed his black coat and placed it on the wooden bench situated near the wagon station.
Noticing the silence on the wagon station he immediately understood that whoever wants to kill him has covered the whole place and there is no way out of there without a fight.
"I thought i will go home with peace but heavens, but i think this is the best time i oil my skills from my past life."
Anon's memories were foggy when he entered this body and with all the memories of the new body and old soul his brain did the best thing and temporarily locked his old memories in his unconscious mind leaving the common information from earth.
But few days back he unlocked all of his memories and faced the truth of his past life once again.
Born as an orphan, raised in the alleys of russia became the most famous gangster mafia of Russian underworld.
His reflex were on par with a military veteran. After being injured to death in a shootout he was taken in by a government's unofficial group named H.A.W.K.E.S.
A group that worked for the government but in the shadows of the underworld...their duty was to keep the local mafias in control.
After growing his interest in military powers he applied for a special job that he created himself.
'The Farmer.'
'BLOOD FARMER THE BOOGIE MAN' This was the name that left russia's underworld in fear for several years.
If anyone crossed their limits even as a normal thief the blood farmer will come with his ghastly sickles and reap your life from your body.
He was the one man army who replaced the H.A.W.K.E.S. organisation but after seeing his potential the government officials and military generals pulled him out of that organisation and placed him under a secret undercover military groups to solve some international matters.
He was named....agent 'RASPUTIN' by his platoon.
It is said that he can see into the future and read his opponents next move but it was just a myth.
His fighting styles were very different from other soldiers.
2002 back on earth...Inside a Hideout of Russian soldiers in Germany.
"Major, Rasputin got caught by the Germans." A white soldier came running into the camp looking very serious and tired from running.
Many soldiers were covering two mans who were playing chess in the middle of the camp. Listening to the young man everyone stepped aside making way for an old man atound 60 to look at the young man.
After looking at him for 2 seconds the old man turned back again to his chess game and said...
"You didn't moved anything did you ?"
The guy sitting in front of him replied "No sir, Absolutely not."
"Good, let's continue."
Both of them started playing again as all of them totally ignored the information given by the young man.
"Sir, I said Rasputin got-"
"I heard you the first time private. What batch are you from ?" The old man said as he moved his queen two steps ahead.
"79th batch sir." The young man replied.
"Oh...so you arrived yesterday huh...?"
"Yes sir."
"Hahahh...."
"Hehehehe...."
Everyone inside the camp started laughing on the guy.
"Cadet come here..." The old man waved his hand towards the new guy as he signals him to come forward.
"Yes, sir." He said with a confused expression as he moved ahead and stood in a straight position near the general.
"What do you see on this chess board ?" The old man said as he pointed towards the chess board.
The young man looked at the keyboard and observed that the general's queen is in the direct impact of Opponent's bishop.
"Sir, i see that you will loose your queen if it's your opponents turn." He said without any hesitation.
"Go ahead and take my Queen." General said as he flanked his hands towards the keyboard.
The new cadet did it without any hesitation and took general's queen with his bishop.
"Now you took my most precious piece and my winning percentage decreases by a lot in this situation right ?" General asked.
"Absolutely sir." Cadet replied.
"Nope, you are wrong you got so mixed in with my Queen that you didn't noticed my knight was on check with your king and it's a check mate." General said as he took the opponent's king with his knight.
"Did you understand anything ?" General asked.
"Yes sir, i will play more carefully next time."
"No, you idiot. What base number did they took Rasputin to...?"
"I think it was base no.32 sir."
A soldier picked up a marker from the bench and marked a cross on no.32 that was written on the board.
"Fuck i thought it will be 34."
"...and i though it will be 31, i was so fucking close."
Everyone started talking about something that the new guy was unaware of.
"Sir, i still don't understand. Please enlighten me." The cadet said with a confused expression.
"He is playing with them." The general said as he picked up the queen chess piece in his hands and looked at it with a smile.
GERMAN UNDERGROUND BASE NO.32.
*Slap*
Two guys are standing in front of a naked man, his eight pack abs are clearly visible and face is covered with long black hairs.
"Oi...tell us where is your hideout and we will let you go alvie hahaha." One of them slapped the naked man and asked.
The man's hands are tied by a rope behind his back and his legs are also tied to the wooden chair.
"S..."
"S..? You mean South ?" Another man asked.
"Suka(Bitch)." The man said as he spitted on his boots.
Both of them looked at each other and started slapping him one by one.
*Slap* *slap*
"You fucker."
After beating the man for about 2 hours non-stop both of them stopped and went out.
3 hours later...
One of them came back with a green beer bottle.
Sitting in front of him he took sips of beer from the bottle.
"Oi...i have a family and i will retire after this last job why don't you tell me your platoon's hideout location and i will help you escape from here...i will give you some money to buy a ride out of our nation what fo you think ?"
The man listened to the german soldier and replied.
"Hmmm....a good offer. Well i will tell you if you want to know it that much."
Listening to this a surprised expression appeared on the German soldier's face.
"Wait really ?" He asked with a surprised expression.
"Yes, come near i will tell it to you."
The german soldier leaned in.
"The location is near...."
"Yes, yes."
"Near your..... Mother's vagina."
Silence covered the whole room for a second.
"You motherfucker." The German soldier immediately got angry and smashed the beer bottle into his head.
The fragments of the bottle dispersed all over the floor, one of it's fragments was caught by the man with his right hand.
A lunatic smile appeared on his face uder his thick hairs.
The german soldier moved towards a table that was situated at the corner of the room on it's top there were several things.
A pack of cigarettes, a lighter, A pen, some chewing gums and two sickles that were coloured green and black.
Picking up one sickle from the table as he observed the sickle closely.
"Hmm.....sickle huh...? What are you ? A farmer ? Hahahhaha." He laughed as he throwed the sickle back on the table.
"Oh, this is some good stuff." He said as he picked up the pack of cigarettes and opened it.
"Eh...What the fuck ? Only one cigarette....?" The German soldier pulled out the cigrette and started lightning it.
*DOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM*
Suddenly he felt a big shadow covering his back from behind.
The german soldier didn't dared to look back after this much bloodlust instead he looked at the chair that man was tied to.
...and not to his surprise there was no one there as he prayed for his life.
A hand came from behind as it took the cigarette from the german soldier's hand and the pen from the table.
"Name yourself ?" The man asked.
"J-Jerry.... please leave me...i have a family."
The man wrote jerry on the cigarette with the pen as he lighted the cigrette.
"Run and run fast if you can get out of this bunker until my last puff i will leave you but if you failed you will die... Run bitch or the farmer will reap your soul."
The guard immediately started running out of the room.
The man took in a very large puff resulting in the cigarette turning into ashes at once.
"Oops, time over."
Immediately picking up the sickle pair from the table anon started running behind the german guard.
"HELLLLPPPPPPPPPP...." The soldier cried out in fear when he noticed anon running behind him with a pair of sickles.
Some guards that stepped out of their rooms were killed immediately with a flash of blade.
Heads rolled on the ground like balls.
"Come to daddy princess... Daddy will give you chocolate." Anon said as he slides his sickle against the wall and moved towards the exit gate of the bunker.
Suddenly the German soldier appeared with a desert eagle-375 in his hands.
His forehead was covered with sweat and hands were trembling in fear.
Pointing the gun towards anon could've been the last decision of his life or a life saving decision.
"Move even an inch and every bullet inside this bad boy will be inside you."
"Hahaha....okay okay, i give up." Anon said as he lifts his hands in the air showing that he surrendered.
"Drop the sickles down." German soldier said as he became somewhat relax.
"Yes sir....here you go..."
*Chck*
As Anon was about to drop his weapon he heard the sound of a trigger but no Bullet was fired.
"What ?" The german soldier looked at the gun and pulled the magazine out.
His face turned white when he saw that there were no bullets in it.
"HOHO...would you look at that ? I see a dead body holding an empty gun." Anon said as he smiled and rolled his sickles.
"N-No... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
20 minutes later....
A man walked out of the bunker wearing a german soldier's uniform.
He passed through the soldiers who were on the patrol easily.
Anon looked back towards the bunker and said...
"Da svidania sukas(Goodbye bitches)."
After reaching back to his camp he was welcomed by his comrades and juniors with cheers and howls of appreciation.
"Rasputin, you were amazing."
"As expected of the killing machine."
"Yeah, sir Rasputin is on a very different level."
Everyone started praising him.
"What's in the dinner ?" Anon asked the kitchen lady.
"Ah... it's curry and rice sir."
"Good."
"You will be eating with me, Rasputin." General said as he walked out of the camp with a smile.
"Bring extra..." Anon said as he moved towards his tent.
Suddenly the smile on general's face turned into a disappointed expression.
At night inside general's tent....
"So how much this time ?" General asked.
"A little, they are planning to back up from this side as their leader was killed by our assassins." Anon said as he used his hands to eat the rice and curry.
"Hmmm.....wait are you saying they are going back ?"
"Yes...they have suffered too much damage. the army they were training for the war was already left 1/4th of the original army."
"Hahaha.....you literally helped this country very much. From a gangster to a hero huh...?"
"I am no hero and neither do i want to be one."
"Yeah... don't worry you won't be." General said with a smile.
Anon felt something was odd about the food...it had a little different smell and taste from other days.
Suddenly Anon's eyes moved towards the general.
He saw general with a very sadistic smile on his face.
"Why ?" Anon asked as his face started turning blue.
"Government orders friend....you were a very good ally for our army but you just know too much now for a soldier who is carefree and doesn't listens to his superiors. I had to neutralize you."
"Fuc-K *cough* you."
Suddenly the plate fell Down from Anon's hands.
"Don't bother with trying any further, the more you move the faster you die. There is only one way for you to live and that is by getting this antidote." General said as he pulled out a small red coloured liquid feom his pocket.
"This is the only antidote for that poison but in exchange for this you will have to get this mini bomb fitted into your body and you have to swore your loyalty to me like a good dog... Following every order given by his master."
Anon lifted his hand and gave a asking wave towards general.
"Oh...so are you ready to do it ? Here drink it fast." General gave the red potion to anon.
Anon took the red solution from general's hand and...
*Smash*
Smashed it on the table.
"Oiiiii.....what have you done ? You could've lived a longer life." General asked surprisingly.
Anon again waved his hands towards the general.
This time general understood what anon was asking for.
He picked up a beer bottle from the table and gave it to anon.
"You motherfucker...still showing your toughness?"
Anon took a sip from the beer and spoke.
"Me-et you...in H-ELL." He said as his body dropped dead on the table.
"Yeah...meet you in hell, Rasputin."
That's how anon's life ended up back on earth. A savage who killed with zero thoughts.
Anon wanted to forget his previous life once again and kept on living his new life, but once remembered it can't be forgotten again.
Back to the present...
Anon took a puff out of the cigar and pulled out a pair of gloves out from his inventory.
These gloves were embedded with a magic circle upon them.
[Gloves Of Tenacity] [Rank- Special Grade]
[Crafter: Biyuk]
[Putting these govles on will give you ultimate grip over objects and resistance against toxic weapons that can prove threatening to the host himself.]
[Attached Skill:- Blood Bound.]
[Blood Bound]
[Bounds a weapon to the gloves, once the weapon seprates from the owner it can be re-called if it's in a 30 meter range, boosts the damage of weapon based on the time you hold it in your hands by 10% every minute stacks upto 5 times.]
Anon puts the gloves on.
"I thought i will be happy in this world, but no someone always comes to disturb my fun."
After putting them on anon pulled out a pair of thick sickles from his inventory, the blades of these sickles shined crimson in the moonlight.
[Sickle's Of Death] [Rank: Special Grade]
[These sickles were made by the fragments of an evil stone, It is said that the stone was cursed with the death's god himself.]
[Crafter: Biyuk]
[Skill:- Death's Domain]
[Death will Dance inside this domain of 50 metres, boosting your bloodlust and strength by 10% and decreasing your intelligence by 5% for every enemy you kill inside this domain. The skill will turn off once the blood feeding meter touches 100% and a deadly blow can be dealt on a single target once it fills upto the brim, during this process your attack power will be boosted upto 600%]
As soon as anon grabbed the sickles in his hands he felt a very strong bloodlust inside him.
"Come out, i am ready to play." Anon said with a smile as he rolled the sickles in his hands back and forth.
Immediately more than 10 shadows covered the whole wagon station from every corner.
"Surrender peacefully." A guy wearing a red ninja dress walked up to anon and spoke.
"Don't want to." Anon said staring dead serious in his eyes.
"There is nothing else you can do. We are more than 30 people, if you think you can walk out of here tonight without accepting our offer you are wrong."
Hearing the word 'Offer' a smile appeared on Anon's face as he asked.
"What offer are we talking about ?"
"We all know you have some kind of power that you used to make the ogres your friends and our masters are impressed from your powers, you can live a good life.
You can have authority and girls. You won't be a Commoner anymore, you will be a noble.
You can live inside the 7th ring with your whole family.
All you have to do is swore your loyalty to our master and you ca- *chk*"
Suddenly a sickle chopped off the guy's head.
"Ah... that's where you lost me." Anon said as he looked around and attained a martial arts position holding his sickles upside-down in his hands.
"Anyone got better offer." He asked the surprised crowd that just saw their leader die.
"Killllll HIMMMMMM." one of them shouted.
"Oh, Fuck..." Anon said as he saw that the crowd didn't ran away on their leader's death instead they got more active.
Suddenly three of them jumped on anon.
Suddenly the gloves shined blue and the sickles shined red.
[Sickle's of Death has been bounded]
[Blood Feeding: 0%]
Anon felt many energetic winds inside his body.
As he saw that the guys are still in air, anon also jumped up and...
*Slash*
Three heads fell on the ground with zero effort.
[Blood Feeding: 15%]
Anon landed on the ground but felt some type of vibration coming out of his sickles.
Suddenly the bodies that were fallen on the ground started moving again.
The blood inside the bodies started turning into a red mist and the sickles started absorbing it.
Heat was felt by anon on the handles.
His bloodlust increased.
Anon's eyes turned red from the corners as veins started popping on his biceps.
"Hahaha.....this power. I love it. Come fuckers...the more the merrier. Let's play the game of death."