Wolf of the Blood Moon: A Blood Magic - Book 4: Chapter 59: Stalkers

Scarlet

After giving Amelia a rundown of my time life draining the Demon King, a very eventful time, of course, the two of us go our separate ways, with me using my teleport magi-tech item right away and her just walking into the city.

To my surprise, the piece of magi-tech isn’t instantaneous, so I’m kinda left sitting here as some magic circle looking thingies appear at my feet and start spinning around.

I look around while I wait.

My time in the strategy meetings didn’t amount to all that much. Mostly just the way the demons assemble their armies, which was mostly already common knowledge to the humans, along with a couple of their future plans and some plans that had already been put into place before I got back to Earth. Probably on purpose.

When I mentioned the planned attack on the Tier 1 city of Draco though, Amelia kinda freaked out. Which I’m still a little confused about, since I highly doubt Gramps would still attack them after he gave me that intel.

But I guess it doesn’t hurt to prepare.

The attack wasn’t set for another three weeks anyways.

My thoughts come to a halt when the spell circle beneath me suddenly flashes with a purple line running across it, making me frown. Since I don’t think it’s supposed to do that.

Then a bright white and purple light shines all around me and I end up finding myself in the middle of some sort of clearing in who knows where with trees all around the clearing and sunlight shining down on us. And by us I mean me and the dozen or so Guardians surrounding me.

I blink in surprise before tilting my head slightly at the sight of the people, all of whom are level 900 or above judging by their mana levels.

“So, I don’t really think I need you to tell me what’s going on, but I’ll ask anyways,” I start talking, my voice filling the silence of the clearing as the many people all begin to tense up slightly. “But why exactly am I here? And why did you interrupt my teleport?”

“To kill you,” one of them answers, to my significant surprise.

“You actually answered?” I mutter, not having expected an answer. Then I shrug and ask, “Well in that case, would you mind telling me how you ended up finding out about my teleport in the first place? It’s not like I advertised where I was going.”

The man who had answered me the first time, someone wearing a black cloak with a black cowl over it, hiding their identity, steps forwards while summoning some sort of spear made out of water as he says, “We have eyes on you wherever you go.”

That has me pursing my lips and grimacing before I point out, “So you’re stalkers?”

They all seem to pause in whatever movements they were doing for a brief second, only to tense up again and attack, not responding to my accusation.

“They’re definitely stalkers,” Tar says, and I have to agree.

I activate all of my skills at once while focusing my attention on the Guardian who is a little over a hundred mana levels above me, which should hopefully give me the largest boost from Apex Predator. And as blood starts raining down all around us, as bubbles of blood pop on their skin, red and black lines run across their veins, and lines of life energy draw from each of the twelve Guardians to me, I transform into my beast form, letting out a loud roar after hurrying it up at the cost of more mana.

All of them look surprised, reaching me just seconds after my transformation finishes, the lot apparently not having expected me to be able to transform that quickly. But I just grin – if I can call this a grin considering my beast form’s head – and burst from my spot, sending the grass beneath me flying into the faces of some of the Guardians as I rush the highest level amongst the group.

The man in question quickly backs up while throwing several blades of water at me, only to show surprise when I suddenly change my direction to jump out of the encirclement and rush at the bushes nearby where I chomp down on the bushes edging the clearing. And at the same time, I hear a scream start and cut off just seconds before I spit back out the upper body of the man I had just bit the shoulders and above off of.

A very disgusting act that I wish to never repeat.

Didn’t know this before, didn’t ever want to know this, and never want to experience it again, but human flesh is absolutely disgusting. Even if I wasn’t part human and had absolutely no interest in something like that.

Anyways, the Guardian I just killed aside, I walk over and crush the video recorder he was using to record all of this before turning back around and coldly stating, “Now that the onlooker is out of the way, how about I deal with you stalkers?”

What I find is all of the stalkers in question looking rather shaken up about just how badly their plan is going. Which I find kinda stupid, because just what were they expecting when they attacked me?

Although the System Messages that pass by after killing the human do give me a little pause.

{Level 901 Contracted Human defeated. A significant EXP bonus is awarded for killing a creature over fifty levels above your level.}

{Ten Skill Points are awarded for killing your first Human.}

{One Skill Point is awarded for killing a human.}

Huh. I kinda forgot that I got EXP for killing humans, unlike other humans.

Not that it matters though. I have no interest in going around killing humans for EXP.

Putting those messages aside for the moment, the other stalkers quickly regather their courage and begin to go on the offensive again, slinging skills of various types at me all at once.

Guess it’s time to teach these stalkers a lesson.

Maybe dealing with these idiots will also nip problems like this in the bud for the future.