*Creak*
*Thump*
Not only did the wheel spin, but it split into three and each spun independently. The first wheel did not stop spinning as the decay of the first rotting sword continued to eat away at Mahoraga's body.
Within 2 seconds, the wheel completed its rotation and merged with the other two. At the same time, the rotting on his body completely stopped, and Mahoraga regained control of his left arm.
Unfortunately, he was still under a blinding and silencing restriction which preventing him from sensing anything around him, but the wheel for that too was also spinning and in another second, it finished its complete rotation as well, making the darkness sanctuary useless against him.
'Finally! Worthy opponents!' It grinned savagely as its left arm which was now completely free of decaying flesh snaked around the rotting sword and gripped the man wielding it by the neck, trying to snap it but failing as the man's body turned into a grimy, bloody substance that collapsed to the ground, and another man looking much the same appearing a few metres away with widened eyes.
*Creak*
*Thump*
A new helm formed above his head and moved once.
Mahoraga ignored the strange abilities and instead turned his feral expression to the one wielding the darkness emblem, his arm extended away from the human and would take too much time to reach her.
Thus, he simply bent forwards to bit her head off, only for her to extend her fingers in an odd shape before merging with the darkness of the cave around her, vanishing from that location entirely.
*Creak*
*Thump*
The newly created wheel turned another eighth. Although she had merge with the darkness around her, Mahoraga could still see her very clearly. It was just that she was too far away for him to bother with her, especially since there was another prey right behind him, still stabbing him continuously.
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Slam*
The stabs from the sword no longer worked. Mahoraga grinned as he grabbed a hold of the sword and pulled the stunned man to his face before biting his head off, the motion too swift and fluid for the man to react.
And yet, his headless body flickered out of existence and reappeared near the entrance of the cave, the head reattached and the man heavily breathing from the shock.
*Creak*
*Thump*
"Reinforcements are already on the way from our churches. We just have to stall it for a little longer," the woman yelled, and Mahoraga turned his attention to her.
Bending his knee and flexing all his muscles, he put an insane amount of force into the motion, leaving behind a cracked floor with a deep foot impression in it.
*Boom*
A sonic boom followed behind him as he broke the sound barrier, reaching her instantly. One hand snaked around her neck, while the other around her waist before he pulled them apart easily, for once having successfully killed one of these slippery enemies.
*Creak*
*Thump*
And once again, she vanished into the darkness, reappearing alongside the pale man with red gloves who was preparing another attack.
*Boom*
He ignored the two and went for the middle-aged man with the rotting sword instead, the wings of his eyes fluttering as the wind pushed against them at intense speeds, but the man surprisingly spoke in such a serious situation.
"Killing is prohibited!"
The words echoed in the cave and in the mind of Mahoraga as he faltered, missing the man entirely, and crashing into the wall behind him sending cracks all the way into the ceiling.
*Bang*
*Creak*
*Thump*
Shaking his head, he turned to the man who also turned to him with a serene expression. Mahoraga raised his hand, only to pause.
*Creak*
*Thump*
He tried again, only to fail once more.
*Creak*
*Thump*
Again and again, he repeated the same process.
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
*Creak*
*Thump*
"Some say it is madness to repeat the same actions expecting a different outcome. But true madness, true madness is giving up too early!" Mahoraga spoke his first words in this world with a ferocious grin as he raised his fist once more, and this time, with the helm in charge of adapting to the restriction placed on him merging with the others, he succeeded in moving.
*Splat*
There was nothing left of the man's smiling face, only chunks of blood, flesh, brain and bones being spraying away from the direction of his punch.
"Hehe~"
Mahoraga's grin widened as he turned to the other two present, their faces growing ever darker as the weight of their current situation finally dawned on them. This was not a simple monster, but likely the descent of an evil god of something just as powerful. And they, mere Rank 4 saints, would be unable to do anything to it. It had been toying with them this entire time…
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Note: there will be no system in this, and it is just for the fun of it. It will be a very short story and I had to end the chapter here cause it felt right. I will make the next chapter a little longer to make up for it! Pls comment and leave reviews.