The three slaves were bald, they wore rags and had rusty knives which didn't look particularly sharp but the rust would definitely cause a fatal infection.
"You don't have to do this, just let me go you we'll pretend this didn't happened", Dobby yelled at top of his lungs.
The slaves didn't reply, their eyes were red and their movements were slightly sluggish as they slowly walked towards do by who Instinctively stepped back.
*F***ing bastards are drugged they can't understand me*
One of slaves took a swipe at dobby but he managed to block it off with his axe's handle
" Please anybody help me", Dobby's cries for help didn't went unheard as a group of five soldiers came but they didn't rushed in to help but rather sneered at the predicament.
"Come on you worthless piece of lard we didn't paid you to request help you're supposed to be a Mercenary", one the soldier wearing chainmail spoke whereas The rest laughed at Dobby.
" We are supposed to be on the same side, is it money you want i'll give you all I could manage but please help me this once", Dobby pleaded but The soldiers ignored him and went their seperate ways.
* F**k - F**K , Those bastards *
*I don't want to die, plz anyone help me*
Dobby was panicking and Another slave took a swipe at him but Dobby managed to suck in his gut and completely avoided the blow which is quite impressive considering The size of his belly.
*Do-bb-y*, I spoke in his mind
"WHO IS IT !!??"
*Do you want to live*
"WHERE ARE YOU, SHOW yourself? ?!!, Dobby yelled while looking around but could only see corpses.
*Worship me and i'll give you strength to live"
"YES I'LL WORSHIP YOU SO just let me get out alive please I BEG of you great one", Dobby began sobbing.
Hehe
Hhehahahha
Fool fell right into my palm
*Form a contract with me Dobby , Do you agree?*
"YES"
[ Skill gained Deal of The Damned]
[Allows The host to form contracts where both parties facilitate exchange, Failure to fulfill the
Conditions will cause backlash and the host will be sent back to hell]
[The human Dobby has accepted the contract with the host, The host will now passively get lifeforce form Dobby in exchange for saving his life]
Dobby has formed a deal with me, in exchange for saving his life I will get part of his life force that every living being passively produces but the amount is barely enough to get my hunger quenched and not have harmful effect on Dobby.
Now that I have formed a contract i am also bound by it as if Dobby dies i'll be sent back to hell or if Dobby violates the contract i'll get his soul and complete control on his body.
This new skill deal of the damned is a double edged sword as I got the deal because the life force from a willing and healthy person is much more potent then a dying or unwilling one but now how the heck do I save the life of this fat slob.
He can't run fast due his size and lack of any strong musculature. Also he is now surrounded in all three directions.
I messed up, My curiosity to test out new skills will landed me in this situation.
[Host can now use the skill alteration on the contracted individual]
System prompted me that I can use the skill alteration as dobby has formed a contract with me but what exactly can I do with it?
I can just turn him into The hulk as my skills as a lesser demon are quite limiting. I need to end this confrontation fast.
Fast that's it Fast that's the answer I was looking for.
"Eek", Dobby grabbed his chest as his heart started beating so rapidly as it would just out, adrenalin flooded his veins as blood rushed to his muscles. Dobby eyes turned red with veins popping on his forehead as suddenly from beings scared he felt angry extraordinarily Angry.
With a scream Dobby rushed the closest slave and slipt his head open with his axe, as the other slaves closed in on Dobby he punched one in the face knocking him out cold as well as breaking his nose and grabbed the other one's forearm and head butted him to the ground.
*Kill*, I whispered in his mind
Dobby freed his axe from the gore filled skull and stomped on one The slave's head and severed The neck of the other.
" I am Dobby THE DESTROYER", Dobby yelled at top of his lungs and collapsed on the ground .
The life force from the dead slaves was directly absorbed into Dobby's body which strengthend me. It seems like absorbing The lifeforce through a living body is much better Then absorbing it in my spirit form.
My alteration skill can't bring a significant change on the body as I am yet too weak but it can be used in other ways like just now I stimulated the adrenalin glands and raised the heartbeat to provide a burst of energy for dobby as well as stimulating his brain to create a angry response to overcome fear which allowed him to slaughter these pathetic slaves.
[ 5 hours later ]
Someone kicked Dobby's head, "Urghh"
"So you're still alive slob, I though you kicked The bucket", A tall man wearing linen clothes and holding a bow spoke
" Captain ", dobby replied and got to his feet but fell down again as the muscles in his entire body were sore.
" You killed three of those war tharlls, didn't you had it in you."
"My body hurts boss"
"Ye ye , MEDIC get my boy to the infirmary"
It took 4 abled body men to carry dobby to the infirmary. Usually the captain of the Mercenary group will not pay heed to dobby but him taking down three war tharlls was a impressive feat as they are usually drugged and feel no fear or pain. The captain valued skill men as The majority of the Mercenaries are petty criminals, bandits or peasants with low skill and The captain is used to hiring fresh meat after each deployment.
*I can't believe I survived *, dobby chuckled I could sense his thoughts, this slob had already planned to spend his earning on booze and brothels.
*Yes you have * I spoke in his mind
"YOU again?!", dobby was startled but after finding that everyone was looking at him he sulked.
*You are in my mind*
*I am*
*Who are you*
*Deus*
[Name set to Deus]
*What are you Deus and why did you helped me*
*I am a god And you are my chosen one*
*Thank you Sir god*
*Just call me Deus*
*Yes my lord Deus but why did you chose someone like me. How can I be chosen by a god *
*I sensed a great potential in you, you will be my vessel. Give me your Worship and i'll give you strength*
*My lord if worship you daily will I become handsome that no women could resist or become rich enough to never work again or would i-*
*I'll give you everything you want but your body isn't strong enough to handle my power, first you'll have to get stronger*
[Quest: Make Dobby into a mighty warrior]
[Reward: Alteration skill will become better]
[Failure: No penalty]
I didn't knew you could upgrade my skills
[I am not upgrading your skills host, your skills will get better the more you use them and experiment with them]
Anyways I got happy for nothing vut atleast I am not cheating, I will earn my power rather then being spoonfed.
*Yes make me stronger and i'll pray to daily*
This Dobby is rather dumb as the thought of me being an evil spirit or worse a demon who wants his soul didn't even occur in his mind but its good for me as now I am not in the risk of being sent back to hell and the more deals he makes with me and the longer I stay in his body the more control I will get.
Dobby's group works as a Mercenary company and as a bandit group when no employer is there so there will be plenty of people for me to kill and absorb.
I warned dobby to not mention my existence to anyone else. Dobby would be discharged in a week so his days revolved around eating and sleeping.
I sped up his metabolism to get rid of his excessive fat as its quite dangerous to slowed down by all that useless bulk in a combat scenario
[One Week later ]
On The encampment of the Starving Wolves Mercenary group around 3 dozen people wearing all sort of rag tag equipment idled around a campfire drinking and gambling with each other.
Dobby walked in
"Hey pal you can't just walk in here"
A lanky looking fellow said while tossing a knife.
"What are you talking about jacob"
"That voice, holy hell what happened to you dobby?"