Chapter 9

Facing this scene, Temple and Grimp, the two Lower Demons, had extremely grim expressions.

After Orsaga swallowed the [Soul's Blessing], they no longer felt any fluctuations from it at all.

They immediately understood that Orsaga had the ability to accelerate the digestion of the [Soul's Blessing], and only with this ability could this [Little Demon] have the nerve to provoke them, two Lower Demons.

For a moment, the killing intent they felt could no longer be suppressed, and they wished to skin Orsaga alive and eat him.

Feeling his body, which had already reached the peak level of a [Little Demon], and sensing the uncontainable malice from the other side,

Orsaga's eyes seemed to be bleeding, with golden vertical pupils filled with killing intent, and he roared:

"Kill you!"

Blood-red flames spontaneously ignited on his body, and his crimson hair moved without any wind.

The magic and blood flames erupted from under his feet, forming a wave of demonic flames beneath him. At an unimaginable speed, he crossed several dozen meters in a single step, leaving a trail of flames in the air that had yet to fall.

He pressed his hands onto their faces, using the most direct violence to break through their magical defenses. The demonic flames sprayed onto their faces at zero distance, overwhelming their anger and fear with intense pain.

Their massive bodies were of no use, and Orsaga used brute force to press their faces into the ground, grinding them into gravel and debris, and began to run at full speed with his feet as the point of force.

The air currents formed a semi-transparent barrier around him, blowing everything away.

The flesh and bones of their heads were gradually worn down by the intense friction, turning into dust and smearing the ground.

A trench several centimeters deep was plowed along the ground, and everything, whether large rocks, towering trees, or fallen corpses, was instantly crushed and scattered into fragments, flying dozens of meters into the air and falling with the dust.

When Orsaga stopped, the ground had been violently plowed for several hundred meters, and only a third of their heads remained, the rest having been cooked by the heat generated from the friction.

"Worthless!"

Draining their power, Orsaga kicked them away and turned to look at the other corpses that had not yet been absorbed.

No waste, be frugal.

At least for now.

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After cleaning up everything, Orsaga immediately headed towards the main battlefield, where there was still a large amount of wealth waiting for him.

Although most of the [Soul's Blessings] had already been taken, the scene was still chaotic.

Even more chaotic!

Because most of the monsters had completely gone mad and no longer cared about the [Soul's Blessings], only wanting to kill everything in sight.

Various spells flew around, and since there were no allies, it didn't matter who they hit; hitting anyone was a gain, and they could just close their eyes and attack.

Various roars and screams mixed together, and the excited demons no longer cared about anything, whether their own lives or others'. As long as there was death and screams, it was enough.

It was like a wild party!

Casually deflecting an ice spike thrown at him, Orsaga joined in without hesitation. Although there were still [Soul's Blessings] being fought over, he did not get involved, as each one was being watched by at least a thousand pairs of eyes. If he were to directly convert the [Soul's Blessings] into evolution points in front of them, Orsaga felt he had a 95% chance of not surviving.

So he chose to play with a group of mad demons, digging out hearts, kicking heads, simple and straightforward, like a farmer harvesting crops in a field.

Without breaking a sweat, he smeared the eyes of the demons in front of him with the blood that clung to his fingertips.

In this friendly activity where enemies and allies were indistinguishable, getting a few scratches was normal, but most were minor, and the demons' vitality made it a small issue. The brutality inherent in demons made Orsaga particularly pleased in this situation!

After an unknown amount of time, when the celestial bodies had completely descended to the horizon, Orsaga left the battlefield, leaving the mad demons to continue their slaughter and indulgence.

At this moment, he was drenched in blood from head to toe.

Most of his hair had been pulled out, three fingers on his right hand had been bitten off, the tip of his tail had been cut off, and he had two through-and-through wounds in his abdomen. A piece of his front exoskeleton armor had been torn off, but his face showed no anger or pain, only a particularly relaxed smile, as if he were immersed in something beautiful.

The blood still flowing from his body, whether his own or others', did not affect his mood at all.

The brutal fight had made him feel very comfortable, a satisfying battle that had released the brutality in his heart.

After a while.

Adjusting his mindset, Orsaga glanced at the sky, which had completely darkened, and started walking in a random direction.

Since most of the nearby monsters were either still fighting, dead, or recovering and had no time to deal with other matters,

Even though Orsaga's body was now drenched in a blood smell so strong it couldn't be stronger, he did not encounter any obstacles. Even the blood flies, which were usually as numerous as microorganisms, were few, probably all attracted to the chaotic battlefield.

After walking for a while, Orsaga reached a cliff.

After observing for a while, he began to climb. After climbing about several dozen meters, he entered a cave whose entrance was covered by a simple layer of weeds.

There were no demons in the cave, but there were many bones of various shapes. Judging by their freshness, the newest ones were about a month old, meaning the owner of the cave had not returned for about a month.

In the Howling Forest, this usually meant death or exile.

So Orsaga waved his hand, releasing blood-red flames to burn everything in the cave.

Then he shot two fire arrows at the upper part of the cave entrance, collapsing the rocks and completely burying the entrance.

Finally, in the dark cave, there was only Orsaga and the ashes left behind.

Opening the system panel:

[Host: Stuart Orzaga Asalon... Colifer Orsaga]

[Race/Level: Demon Race/Little Demon (Evolvable)]

[Strength: 50 (5)]

[Speed: 50 (5)]

[Constitution: 50 (5)]

[Magic: 50 (5)]

[Soul: 50 (5)]

[Talents: Soul Devouring Evolution (Evolves through continuous devouring of souls), Slaughter Evolution (Evolves through continuous combat and slaughter), Combat Instinct (Naturally possesses strong combat talent), Blood Absorption (Can absorb and extract essence from the blood and flesh of targets upon contact), Magic Trait - Corrosion and Pain (More corrosive than ordinary magic and can cause extreme pain to the target), Elemental Talent - Blood Flame (High temperature, erodes flesh, burns life energy and soul), Exoskeleton - Bloodthirsty (Transformed from scales, highly resistant to physical damage and energy, can automatically repair damage by absorbing blood and consuming magic), Energy Vision (Can see through most substances and perceive energy), Abyssal Contract (Can accept summoning and use the power of the abyss to form contracts with other beings, Note: No one can violate the contract, even a Demon Prince), Camouflage - Silence (Can significantly reduce one's presence and aura)]

[Skills: Fireball (Bloodline Spell, 27%), Flame Arrow (Bloodline Spell, 28%), Life Absorption (Bloodline Spell, 25%), Pain Strike (Bloodline Spell, 29%), Soul Impact (Bloodline Spell, 30%)]

[Evolution Points: 87742]

[Note: The values in parentheses for body and soul represent the standard levels of a newly born young demon. Each point increase enhances the current strength by one-fifth. For example, 6 points are one-fifth stronger than 5 points, and 7 points are one-fifth stronger than 6 points, increasing by percentage. The percentages in parentheses for skills represent the proficiency level, and reaching 100% will advance the skill to a higher level.]

This was all Orsaga had gained in the month since he had evolved into a [Little Demon].

Apart from using 4,000 evolution points to evolve [Camouflage - Silence], he had hardly used any of the 80,000+ evolution points. Over 20,000 were provided by [Soul's Blessings], and the remaining two-thirds were obtained in the recent battle.

A day of brutal fighting could yield as much as a month of slow hunting, though it was more dangerous but also more direct.

Unfortunately, such an opportunity only came once a year, and the rest of the time, he still had to play hide-and-seek with them, which made Orsaga somewhat frustrated!

After some thought, Orsaga began to issue commands to the evolution system.

1. Using all current evolution points, optimize comprehensively in the best way, in conjunction with the automatic upgrades during evolution.

2. Ensure that the host can leave the transformation process at any time during the transformation.

3. While retaining the optimization effects, to some extent, make the host's appearance conform to personal aesthetics. If this would cause the optimization to fail, this command will be canceled, and all other commands will take precedence.

These three commands were necessary and did not need further explanation. In addition to these, Orsaga set two additional commands before the first one, which were about evolving special talents.

After these two talents were fully evolved, the remaining evolution points would operate according to the three commands above. Only then would he have the opportunity to proceed with his next plans and experiments.