Einder Bloodline

Chapter 24: Lord Class

While the surroundings were chaotic and filled to the brim with fighting, Cray, who had just destroyed one of the walls from his prison cell slowly stood up as all the restraints that were on him dropped on the floor making a heavy metallic sound. As soon as he stretched out his limbs he immediately ran simply with his instincts. As soon as he did so, however, he was soon tracked and is now in the middle of being chased down by a group of six people.

These people are part of the elites among the men that Robert handled and these were also the ones that he also tasked to track down Cray as he knew that he should not make any concessions as bringing him back was of number one priority.

All of them combined would have the power to stand against, and maybe beat their commander Robert. In fact, they were pretty confident about their teamwork, coordination, and strength. They didn't believe that a measly kid with scrawny arms could even have the power to fight back against them. They thought that it was overkill for them to be sent to this mission, especially with the situation that they were in right now.

Although they all mistakenly thought that Cray had just used a device of some sort to make the composite metal wall explode. What they didn't know was that he did that unarmed with his bare fist.

They were pretty much underestimating Cray. As they had reached the site of where the wall had been punched they discovered faint traces of Cray's footsteps heading elsewhere. As they tried to follow the trail though, all of them suddenly begun to have this strange and eerie feeling. It was like the first time they were tasked to fight a monster face to face. This wild and creepy feeling was similar to being watched, it was as if all their movements, every step they took, were heavy and this once again reminded them of their mission.

"Hey, I've been having this strange feeling for a while now." A man who was placed at the very back said. "To tell you the truth, I've been feeling it since we entered this corridor." The man who was walking in front of him responded."

The leader of their squad immediately made a hand sign making them stop. "The enemy is nearby." He said quietly with his very manly voice.

*Splat*

The body of the two people who were just speaking a while ago had already been burst open by some kind of unseen power leaving their remains splattered on the floor. The scent of blood had spread instantaneously, the walls were painted red and the floor was littered with the now lifeless pieces of meat.

In that grotesque sight, Cray had walked towards them slowly. "Tisk....I'm still not used to moving this body, I didn't even get to kill at least half of them. I guess I'd eventually have to resort to using that?"

If someone were to listen to what Cray was saying then they would definitely recognize that Cray's tone had completely changed, from a young boy who was obviously going through adolescence, to a very calm and cold manly voice. "It's a good thing that my son is innately a genius, I could use my techniques albeit the weaker version."

He then lifted his right hand turning it to the side and having it face the remaining enemies. "I am absolute. None shall escape my wrath. You'll die in solitude, none can interrupt my path!"

After saying that chant, his arm had emitted black flames. Those flames began to devour the remaining survivors. "Now then, I suppose the only one left capable of hurting my son would be that guy."

And just like that, his body had disappeared from that place together with the black flames that appeared as quickly.

On another vehicle, a different thing was happening.

Stan who had to forcefully awaken the power hidden in his dagger had noticed another person's presence. He didn't realize that there was still another person who was alive after that bloodbath until now. He only noticed it when he tried to expand his sphere awareness when his dagger which was glowing in a red light lusted for more blood.

He saw how his dagger absorbed blood from the corpses of the soldiers that he killed. He also noticed that it got sharper as it absorbed more blood.

Unknowingly, the dagger mixed with his aura slowly influencing him to crave for more blood. It gave him a sudden urge to kill! If he were to be asked right now about what he would want to do then he would only answer one thing and that is to kill.

The burning sensation that his body emits after killing one after the other was unbearably addictive and now all he had to do was to kill more to satisfy this newly awakened craving. He looked towards the direction of the remaining survivor on the vehicle. He then swiftly charged towards the thin metal door separating them merely inches away from each other piercing it through using his dagger purely with his brute strength.

His powers left him in an intoxicated state. After destroying the door that was separating him from his prey, his cold eyes gazed upon his next prey.

The floor was quickly soiled by a yellow liquid with a distinct acrid smell. "Please- spare me! Please!"

*Plop*

Uneventfully, the remaining soldier had died without being able to do anything else as he instinctively felt fear from the gaze that Stan had given him. Even if he wanted to move, his body didn't respond as if there was some invisible pressure that was weighing down on him.

A fountain of blood had spurted from the dead man's body. Most of the blood was currently being absorbed by the dagger with its blood-red aura getting stronger.

"A-AHAhahAHHAhahAHa!" Stan had started to make a strange laugh. He was feeling utter delight just by being able to kill.

"MORE! I NEED TO KILL MORE! Hmp-"

He smacked his mouth. He couldn't believe what he had just said. He knew that the act of killing was terrible, and he knew how precious life is. It might sound hypocritical because he had killed a ton of people already, and to be saying that at this point would just be ironic. However, his duty was to become a blade and he willingly accepted that destiny in order to get his revenge.

He shook his head, "I'm the one who controls you, not the other way around." He snapped out from his earlier stupor.

"Right, I need to go and save Cray right now." After saying such, he left the vehicle by jumping off from the window near him.

Just as he had jumped down he had been welcomed by a gush of monsters who were rampaging all around. "What the hell?"

A drop of sweat could be seen forming on his forehead. "This- This is bad." He then made his way directly towards the place where he could hear the nearest sound of fighting. To do so he decided to kill the monsters who were easy to kill and who were mostly alone while he avoided the powerful ones as defeating them would only result in him losing his stamina.

"Just a bit more!" He could finally see the perimeter that the members of Robert's troops had made. He then felt danger from the monsters who were coming closer towards the perimeter that was enclosing what he could only presume as the place where Cray was currently being held as captive.

"No way.....A Lord Class monster." His mouth hung open as he looked at the majestic figure of the monster who resembled a lot like the animal that was called a lion. The only difference from this to that would be their size as this one was way bigger than what a normal lion would appear as.

The monster in front of him was ginormous. Its towering figure could be seen destroying down buildings and trees alike. Each step that it took causes small tremors that shook the ground.