The Dark Demon Lord - Chapter 80
*AHHHH* *RAWWWR* *S-STOP AHHHH* *AOOO RAWWR*
The darkness was everywhere, but the horrifying sounds continued to resonate. The howls of a beast, and the shrill shrieks of a man were the only things that reverberated throughout the void.
“P-please, I don’t want to hear it, I-I d-d-don’t want to.” The quivering voice of a young girl appeared in the corner of the isolated blackness. It was full of fear, sorrow, and regret. Suddenly, the darkness began to fade, and a new image appeared.
A beast and a man were being taken apart, piece by piece, by a small red haired child. There was no longer any sound, but the facial expressions were enough to show the pain and horror the pair was feeling. The silence of such a scene was suffocating, almost unbearable.
“N-n-no, stop. Stop! STOP! Someone make it stop!” The little girl’s voice was all that one could hear in such a stifling place, however something happened that caused the little girl to panic more. “Stay away! Stay away! I don’t want to die! Please, leave me alone!”
The small child, with his hands covered in a liquid that matched his hair, and his face masked by the crimson blood that gushed out of the bodies, walked closer and closer. There was neither fear, nor sadness, or any expression for that matter, on the child’s face, yet this boy seemed even more frightening because of this.
The unstaggering calmness that could be seen in his demonic, purple eyes, pierced the eyes of the watcher. The little girl’s mind trembled, however when she finally came to be, she noticed that her body was frozen. She couldn’t move; every muscle in her body was tense.
“What a weak willed person. I’d hoped that she could at least stay awake to see the final piece.” Dreadful words that seemed so casual came out the child’s mouth. He walked towards the girl and crouched in front of her. “She really is unconscious, and so is her little sister. Should I try to make another art piece?”
“No, leave me and my sister alone!” The little girl’s voice only resounded in her mind, nothing actually coming out of her mouth. “Move, move, MOVE!” She forced her eyes open, albeit extremely slowly.
“Look at this. Seems like the girl is awake.” Arnin, who was just about to get up, looked at the awakening girl with a calm expression. Arnin’s blood covered hands reached towards the girl’s face, as he slowly stroked it, leaving a blood print. “Now that you are awake, we can begin our little expedition.”
The bun haired girl’s face was extremely pale. She was only barely able to open her eyes, however she still couldn’t completely control her body. The scenes she saw prior to waking up were just too frightening. “S-s-sis…ter.”
A low mumble escaped the girl’s mouth, however Arnin was able to clearly hear what she said. “Oh, are you looking for your sister? Let me go and get her right now.” A slight smirk appeared on Arnin’s face when he said these words. He then quickly vanished from his position. A couple seconds later, Arnin came back.
With her body unable to move, She couldn’t see her ‘sister’, however she felt something fall on her face instead.
*Drip Drip*
It was a cold liquid, however she couldn’t make out what it was. Her body was like a rock, unmoving.
*Drip Drip*
The unknown substance continued to fall on her face. Suddenly, a shadowy object appeared over her. She blinked a couple times, allowing her eyes to lose their blurriness and regain their clarity.
“Here’s your sister. You have been calling for her so I decided to be nice and bring her over.” Arnin’s lips cracked into a wicked smile as he held something in his hand. Escaping from his fist were bits of hair that seemed to be trapped in Arnin’s hand. Following the long hair down to their source, what appeared was a head.
“No! No!” The bun haired girl broke free from her frozen state as the blurriness in her eyes disappeared, and what appeared in front of her was the head of her dead sister. It was the long haired girl that Arnin had killed before. Blood dripped from the severed area, falling onto her face.
The head was dangling in the air, the eyes of her sister were closed, but they were anything but peaceful. The mouth was open for some unknown reason, however this caused the bun haired girl to become even more sad and enraged.
“Y-you beast! You beast! Demon child! I will kill you! I WILL KILL YOU!” The bun haired girl’s previous fear completely disappeared, leaving only an enraged monster.
Arnin tossed the severed head towards the bun haired girl before slowly walked towards the remaining sister. She caught her sister’s head, tears streaming down her face, however her face became extremely white when she saw where Arnin was now.
“Alright then, since the garbage here is now cleared, shall we head out?” Arnin was holding the remaining sister by her throat as his purple, demonic eyes looked at the bun haired girl.
“Y-you, let go of h–” Before the bun haired girl could say anything, Arnin’s eyebrows wrinkled a little as he began to lift the last sister up.
“Enough! You are starting to irritate me. I will kill your sister in front of you if you continue to act like such a pest. Let’s go, I am not waiting anymore. I will give you to the count of three, but if you don’t follow me, then just know that you will be meeting your sisters in the afterlife.” Arnin began to get a little annoyed with the bun haired girl.
Arnin turned around, and dragged the remaining sister’s body as he held onto the throat. His free hand was lifted into the air as three fingers reached for the sky. Then there were two, then there was one, then
*SWOOSH*
Suddenly, the bun haired girl appeared a little behind him. Walking closely, but not too close. Arnin pulled his hand back beside him, and continued to walk in silence.
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In the cave, where the multiple people watched the scenes unfold before them, the Headmistress stood on one side with Fae beside her. There was a deep frown on her face, however there was also a glint in her eyes.
“This kid, Arnin, is extremely brutal. He is only five, yet he is even more evil than the Snill Man, who could be considered the most ruthless person in this region.” The headmistress was feeling a little complicated when she saw Arnin’s evil deeds. The battlefield did allow for the students to kill one another, and there really weren’t many restrictions, but even then, Arnin’s actions were a little too much.
Fae looked at the headmistress, and hesitated before speaking up. “Should I go and force Arnin out of the battlefield?” Fae also felt that he was taking things too far, however since there were never any rules, Arnin could be said to be doing nothing wrong.
The headmistress shook her head. “No, that is alright. Although this child is extremely ruthless, he is very powerful. His talent is also very high and he is useful to us, so why should we remove him? Anyways, he isn’t breaking any rules, rather he has killed fewer people than the top one hundred cultivators.” The Headmistress then removed her gaze from the screen that showed Arnin and focused on the ones that showed other people.
Fae continued to watch Arnin’s screen, ignoring the rest. “The top one hundred are really nothing when compared to Arnin. He is too much of a demon. Let’s see who takes the championship in this battlefield. Hehe” Fae laughed slightly as her eyes looked deeply at the red haired child who was nothing short of demonic.
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Arnin continued to walk with his hand holding onto the throat of the unconscious sister. He dragged her on the ground while also keeping a lookout for potential victims.
“Give me information about this battlefield. Who is the strongest? What are the rules?” Arnin listed out the things he wanted to know. Although he could figure out these things by asking every person he killed, that would take too long. Some would be too scared to speak, while others would lie to him.
Although he knew that the bun haired girl may lie to him as well, he had ways to test out what she was saying.
The bun haired girl was silent for a moment before clenching her teeth and fists. “T-there are thousands of people participating in this battlefield. Each person has to continue killing or hiding until the official top thirty students are chosen. Currently, there is an unofficial top ten, thirty, and hundred.” Arnin nodded his head. The unofficial list was usually set by the cultivators who were a part of the battle.
This unofficial list would usually just hold the strongest people, or the people who had killed the most. It also showed who the winners would most likely be, but not everything was set. The people in these lists would fluctuate in rankings, and sometimes a ranked person would die, making room for a new person to join.
This list, however, would be spread through word of mouth. It was unofficial was due to all of these reasons. Still, the unofficial list would usually be similar to the official list, with only a few small differences between the two.
“Do you know who the top people are, or atleast who we should watch out for? Also, what is the average cultivation realm for these so-called top players?” Arnin was not going to attack people who were much stronger than him. He was not going to risk his life because he wanted to be strongest or the best. He found that to be utterly stupid.
He was going to survive and kill as many people as possible, but he was not going to mess with the truly strong people because he knew there was a high chance that he would die if he did that.
“When we first came, everyone would have to go through a cultivation realm checker, however because of the time that has passed since then, many have probably broken through their cultivation realms.” The bun haired began to explain. She was trying to be as obedient as possible since Arnin was literally holding her sister’s life in his hands.
“Understandable. Fighting for life and death is usually the best way to have a breakthrough, plus it could allow many people to gain sudden enlightenment.” Arnin didn’t deny anything she said thus far, however he was being vigilant and paying attention to every detail. Although he couldn’t make sure she wasn’t lying, he could use common reasoning and his own experience to differentiate between what was true or false.
“Although I do not know what the highest realm the people are currently at, I do remember what realms the strongest people were before the battle started.” The bun haired girl continued to clench her teeth as she spoke. “People like me and my sister were considered the weakest. The Orb Birth realm was the minimum one needed to participate, and this included at least a few hundred people, while what was considered to be middle strength was around Essence Manifest – Earth to Hell. These people were considered fairly strong and had a good chance of survival. There were at least three hundred people with these realms.”
Arnin was somewhat surprised when he heard the statistics. He couldn’t help but compare such strength to Lepidoptera Academy. Even in the Moth group, the majority of the people were sitting at the late stages of Orb Birth, or even at the early stages of Essence Manifest. Of course there were many hidden talents, such as the group that lived in the top ten houses, however they would probably be weaker than the students of Thorn Academy since they did not have to go through such brutal tests.
Although Lepidoptera Academy probably had more students, the quality of students much lower than Thorn Academy’s.
“What about the strongest? Did all of them reach Elemental Formation or higher?” Arnin wasn’t too worried about facing these strong contenders because he would try to avoid them as much as possible. He didn’t intend on fighting such strong people unless he could match them equally.
“Well, there were actually only a couple people who were sitting at Elemental Formation, but the truly strong people were the ones that were at Essence Manifest – Heaven. Almost all of them, with a few exceptions, could fight people at Elemental Formation. They were the true geniuses and powerhouses for this battlefield.” Arnin nodded his head, and couldn’t help but sigh.
He was also extremely strong and could face people above his own realm, however he knew that people who were similar to him were the most difficult to handle. Of course, Arnin knew that if he became just a little stronger, he could probably wipe the floor with the so-called ‘geniuses’ since he himself was one of the most talented.
The only problem that Arnin had so far was that his realm was too unstable, and could fall at any given time. He was at his weakest, and he didn’t have a solution to his problem. Although his physical body was extremely strong, and his realm was sitting around Orb Birth – Hell, it wasn’t enough for him to face the strongest contenders.
‘Seems like I am going to need to play fisherman again. It reminds me so much of the past, hehe.’ Arnin laughed inwardly as he remembered his own growth in the past.
Back then he was much weaker than he was now. He was actually not evil or ruthless, rather he could be considered a naive demon child, but because of this, he was betrayed and almost killed countless times.
Arnin and the bun haired girl walked for a while before finally hearing sounds of fighting.
“Jia, you piece of trash! You think that just because you made a breakthrough, you can match me?!” The voice of a woman sounded from the battle area.
“Oh, shut up White. You are much weaker than me now, so prepare to die!” The man facing the woman also screamed back.
Arnin appeared near the sight and began to investigate the people’s strengths. Essence Manifest – Sky. They were much stronger than the lovers he killed before, plus it seemed like the man was stronger than the woman in the fight, albeit barely.
“The man should win if nothing goes wrong. My time to fish has come.” Arnin smiled as he sat on the ground, patting the unconscious sister’s neck in front of the bun haired girl.