Blood demon leveling - Chapter 196

The scientist froze, then anger showed on his face, being called greedy to his face was something he could not endure, though once he remembered that this creature in front of him could match and apparently had shot down an F-35 he calmed down a bit before he looked at Desmond and spoke pleadingly

“Desmond… The higher-ups expect something…”

Desmond nodded before he looked at Mike and asked

“Is there anything you could part with which we could analyze?”

Mike thought for a moment before he shook his head, then when he saw Desmond’s expression sour he spoke

“Not anything that wouldn’t kill the person trying to analyze it no”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, lending you my leather armor would be fine and all, but it’s a gift from my wife, then there are my weapons… They are kind of sentient… And moody”

The face of the scientist lit up before he repeated

“Sentient… Weapons..? In what capacity are they sentient? Do they show desires or needs?”

Mike sighed before he spoke

“It would be faster just to show you huh… I’ll go get them”

Mike made a quick trip back to his room and brought the 3 weapons, the knife, the hammer, and the shield before he placed them all on a table, then he took a few steps back and spoke

“Anyone not valuing their life can try and pick up one”

Nobody stepped forwards, even after a minute passed, then Mike opened his hand and the knife came flying over and landed in his hand, the scientist from before’s mouth popped open for a moment before he asked

“How did you do that?”

Mike showed a smile and let go of the knife that then began floating around him

“I just called it, as I always do”

The people in the hanger looked at the knife that was floating around Mike with wonder, it seemed to be vibrating slightly as it floated around him, Mike then opened his hand and called the hammer that then also came flying over and landed in his hand, he twirled it around for a bit before it opened its maw slightly letting out sounds somewhat sounded like metal being ground together, then he let go of it and it also began floating around him, then he called out mentally for the shield that then also came flying over, he flipped it around and used his hand to polish the shield face for a bit before he let go of it and it floated up behind him and hovered over his back

“Well it’s as you can see”

The scientist looked at the 3 weapons that seemed to be communicating as they floated around Mike before he swallowed and asked

“Then what would happen if someone tried to touch any of your weapons..?”

Mike showed a smile

“Depends on the weapon, the knife would stab you and instantly drain all your blood, the hammer would eat whatever you tried to poke it with and then probably your face… As for the shield? I don’t really know, it seems tamer than the other two but… It’s the most destructive weapon I have so I wouldn’t mess with it if I were you”

The scientist looked at Mike for a moment before he asked

“How destructive exactly?”

Mike showed a smile before he turned to Desmond and asked

“Is there any old tanks on the base that would be fine to smash?”

Desmond looked at Mike for a moment before he nodded with a smile

“Yeah we have a weapon’s test range on the other end of the base”

Desmond looked on, his face was calm, though there were a faint twitch at the edge of his right eye, it increased in size every time Mike yelled out

“Boink!”

*CLANG*

What Desmond was looking at were the sorry remains of an old M60 tank that were used as a target in the testing of various weapons and later in its old life, tests of magic spells… Though now it was nothing more than a messed up compressed pile of metal, as for the reason… Well

“Boink!”

*CLANG*

Even from behind the reinforced plexiglass Desmond could still feel the raw destructive power of the hammer which Mike threw into the old rusted parts that used to be a decommissioned tank

“Boink!”

*CLANG*

The scientist seemed to be the first to wake up from his daze and called out to Mike

“Mike, weren’t you going to show us the power of your shield?”

Desmond looked over at the scientist, clearly, his mind was a lot more… Twisted than his

‘How the fuck do I report this up the food chain!? They were barely able to accept that he sliced off the wing of an F-35 doing mark 1… Am I suppose to say ‘Hey that demon-looking dude we picked up in the de-colonized zone appears to not only be able to match our latest fighter jet but also he’s able to turn a tank into an oddly square piece of modern art with a hammer that apparently is sentient..’ Wait that might actually work…’

Mike received the hammer one last time before he sighed, then he took the shield off his back, it vibrated slightly in his hands, Mike showed a smile and spoke

“That’s right you gluten, it’s time for you to work for a living”

Mike bit his finger and a drop of blood soon formed before it floated down and landed on the shield that then began vibrating even more before he pointed it at the sorry remains of the tank and then… Well, we all know what happened then right?

“I’m a fire ma lazor!”

With a roar, the beam of destructive energy fired out from the shield melted the sorry remains of the tank away, the metal boiled before it turned to steam, the beam continued out several kilometers into the desert before it dispersed, the remains of the tank was white-hot smoking and the desert sand had been turned to glass all along the path that the beam had taken, Mike smiled and patted the shield for a job well done before he put it back onto his back where it floated like a selfless guard watching his back

“There, that’s that”

After that Mike went through some other insigifant tests before he arrived back at his room, where he sat down and closed his eyes ´before he started to meditate… Thought around midnight he was forced to open his eyes again as he suddenly opened his hand a summoned his wings as soon as the hammer landed in his hand he threw it upwards into the ceiling where it broke the ceiling before he flew out of the building into the air as he did he coughed violently before he outright puked

“What’s… Happening to me!?”

Mike felt significantly weakened, he quickly closed his eyes and scanned his blood before he opened his eyes again and spoke furiously

“I was careless…”

Then he puked again, emptying his stomach completely as he called the shield and knife that soon floated next to him, what had happened was simple, he had been poisoned by some sort of slow-acting poison that had built up in his digestive system, Mike looked below him and saw the entire base seemed to have woken up before an enraged light lit up in the depths of his eyes but before he could let his rage out on the base below him he suddenly felt a chill and dodged to the side, right then a streak of light passed him before it exploded sending fragment’s of metal flying along with small metal balls that tore into Mike wounding him greatly, he quickly used his [Blood magic] to patch the damage superficially before he looked in the direction the missile had come from, he could vaguely sense it, a faint mana signature, Mike narrowed his eyes before he flapped his wings hard and dodged to the side as another guided-missile exploded right where he had just been, then he spat otu a drop of blod which floated over and landed on the hammer that he then threw in the direction of the mana signature, a sonic boom sounded out as he threw the hammer and near instantly Mike felt the mana signature sway to the side slightly in an attempt to dodge the hammer, he also saw it deploying flares, but alas it wasent a misslie that had been thrown after it, it was the hammer, it went stigth to the cneter of the mana signature as it opened up its maw and bit down on the next generation attqack helicopter that had been fireing missiles after Mike, swallowing the pilot that soon was crushed as well as the front end of the cockpit before the helicopter wnet down in flames and exploaded in a slightly cinematic fashion once it hit the ground, Mike narrowed his eyes before he muttered

“[Drink]”

Healing himself he flew over and inspected the remains of the chopper and soon found what he was looking for, in the middle of the wreck was the faint mana signature in a protected compartment, Mike nearly puked again when he saw what it was

“This is sickening…”

What Mike was looking at was a person, that mostly was mostly mechanical, seemingly having been turned into some sort of bio interface for the helicopter, Mike felt more faint mana signatures approaching and narrowed his eyes before he smashed the ‘person’ with the hammer and quickly took flight again fleeing east