Chapter 18: Bearers of ill omen (3)

"... A matched pair of frog skulls, even bigger than elephant's skulls and oddly misshapen, the nasal is shown to the front with cartilages and jugals to keep the stone statuette. '... The last two froglets of the great seer…' they named them…" right now Matthew and William stood in front of one of the shrines leading to the volcano's highest point. The massive thing looked more like a church carved from fancy silver-like stone with the two giant statues decorating the entrance. The place was hidden quite well with the thick greenery getting in the way, but most of the plants had knife-like cuts on them showing signs of human activity. 

" it looks exactly as the villagers described … " William spat, his greatswords unsheathed, awaiting the new massacre to be held. 

" if they had enough manpower to move all the women, they should have kept them in a place closer to the village than most would think. Also why did you take out your swords this early?" Matthew had to question the brute. 

" The 'cruel' is not a person who believes in wasting time. All it takes is one spin for heads to fly and blood to spill… " a smile was slowly forming on his face. 

" I could imagine, didn't know your 'sun dome' could be used offensively…"

likewise, Matthew flung bayonet on his shoulder readying himself to use 'Tsuki kôgekï' as soon as possible, the effects of this movement are quite splendid, against strong opponents it will leave lengthy cuts on the skin that wouldn't heal with time, against weaker enemies…well, a slaughter will happen.

"Jihahaha, there is not much you know about me Matthew Roberts…" 

Both madmen moved simultaneously towards the shrine's entrance, entering the massive hallway that stretched wide and tall, allowing even the three meter tall half giant to pass across. Slowly but surely enough, moans of pain mixed with pleasure reached the two, along with sadistic laughter that oozed no shame or care for the world. 

"... William, you have been on the marine hunt for a while, you know these people?" Matthew asked, his eyes, colder than ever, peered into the rays of light that showed the big room they will dwell into. his improved inhuman senses picked on the few white cloaks of the marine origins tossed around, along with different clothes worn by both men and women. 

" Jihahaha, they are the corrupt ones, usually working with pirates and bounty hunters, selling fake Intel, working as double agents, even shady dealings with the underworld powers about human trafficking and slavery is not out of the picture. A real menace if you ask me, they steal ships, betray their comrades, work with the mafia… As long as there is profit to be made, their crooked noses will pick up the scent of the money… " william explained 

" that made a lot of sense… we kill them all, leave none alive… " bloodlust intensified.

" Marines are bred to answer for the world nobles and deal with the pirates, and under the latter's hands they fall to their quick demise. You are asking the right person for the right job. Jihahahaha…" William ended with a laugh. 

'... These guys, the pirates, the underworld tycoons, the celestial dragons… they are the cancerous cells of this world… the more they release their lethal poison in the body, the bigger the symptoms become' Matthew thought to himself, resolving himself to end the matter at hand. 

Entering the room where the moaning came from, another hellish scene greeted them, Matthew didn't do so much as to flinch at what his eyes stumbled upon. The men were barely keeping their dark twisted desires in check, with such delicate meat in front of them, the wolves openly did nothing but hold back. 

The women villagers were half naked, with only tattered rolls of fiber and linen kept their non-existent innocence from the defilers, most of them were grouped up in the middle on top of a wide platform, cleanly shaven and washed, seemingly ready for any man to use them. A couple horny ones were on the 'job', with the men roughly pounding and the women silently clenching their teeth and holding the pain. The Old and young ones were on the sides watching, tied and fettered with metal chains, their expressions ranged from great fear to inhuman indifference, they were desperately grasping onto their sanity, with a few of the bunch already resigning to their fate. 

"... Please stop, we beg you…" a woman begged the man, aggressively touching her body and indulging in profanity. 

"... Just stay where you are, you don't wanna see your daughter in your place right?" the man said scornfully. 

The rest of the men were on the side, watching while drinking in excitement, their eyes scanned the villagers lustfully, choosing their next prey. 

"... William, kill every last one of them, I want to see them trembling in fear" a sudden voice rang in the room bringing some of the men's attention. 

"... Huh? Who the fuck let you both—-" he couldn't finish his sentence before his vision was cut off, his head rolled in the air before dropping, the alcohol bottle he was holding shattered, allarming the others… 

" huh? who are they?" 

" take your weapons! "

" fuck, get in formation! "

There was not many of them present, so the fight didn't last for too long, despite being naked, most of them had weapons stranded to the side just in case for situations like this, so they were swift in their movements, showing their marine background and vast experience. 

The same scene repeated itself, with the big William laughing in madness and spinning with his two greatswords, and Matthew's figure blinking from place to place, reaping heads and shedding blood and gore on the surroundings. The women who were on the platform moved away in fear, reuniting with the chained ones. 

This time, Matthew killed more than the brute, he plunged his spear and ripped bodies in half with his inhuman strength, no hesitation held him back in his tracks. One of his eyes was red in color, it might have been due to rage or something else… an unpredicted power… 

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'... Kill them all, burn them, don't let them live' the perfectly sane man had thoughts that reeked of madness and brutality, his young mind remembered… the villagers at the town, killed by Moriban and his men… the townsmen at the island he first set foot in, enslaved by Rudger and his 'black pirates'... And now women are raped by marines, with their families, old and young, being forced to watch in hopelessness… 

'why does it happen… is it just west blue… people can't be living like this, can they…' the various scenes flashed before his eyes and he stabbed another man in throat, he watched as the soul left the marine's body, his left eye flashed once again in red, the other stayed hazel.

' if me and William didn't come… Would the village not exist anymore… would the men get slaughtered and women taken to the half destroyed ship for entertainment…' his train of thinking continued as his left pupil was shaped into a crow-like reddish tint. His bloodlust never calmed down but his new left eye gave him a new surge of power, it made him see everything in slow motion… his muscles convulsing and reshaping when he grips the spear… blood pumping in his veins… world energy circulating around his eyes allowing him to tell different kinds of emotions, ranging from fear in his enemies to anguish and distress in the women. 

But that did little to calm down his ongrowing rage, '... Why, why, why' he kept asking internally, humans were the real menace all along. This time he impaled a middle aged man in the stomach, with a little more force than usual.

Matthew's eyes narrowed looking at the shredded bodies, he brought his hand to his left pupil, his index and middle fingers knead together facing upwards near his eye socket, his thumb forming an acute angle with the knead two, his ring and pinky rested gently on his palm near his short chin, through this new hand sign he just made. Matthew uttered a prayer… 

' Dear the many-faced one, whose powers cannot be measured and mercies cannot be numbered, accept thy beast's prayer and grant them no sweet afterlife, may they never see your light or glory, may their souls burn to ashes and dust. In fellowship with the faced ones (old religions) and the faceless ones (fake gods), let them father no children, have no joy in drinking or eating, have their lust never to be satisfied, their deep desires never to be fulfilled, make them burn with your holy fire in eternity… never to be forgiven, never to be given…' 

"... Are you done yet" Matthew opened his eyes again upon hearing the familiar voice, his red crow pupil has long since receded, leaving Matthew with unanswered questions, but he had an idea of what it is… 

{name: Matthew Roberts 

str: 50

Agi: 47.44

End: 70

Wis: 10.5

Luck: 5 

Current state: well fed, warm, short term memory loss (almost cured)... 

—--skills: passive—--

Observation haki (B-rank /can be further upgraded) : the one of the three forms of haki, through channeling the world's energy through the eyes, the user can predict actions, see a few seconds into the future, feel emotions and intentions, and many other uses differentiating based on the user and the type of color he unlocks. 

/effect: 

-user can freeze the surroundings in time for 0.5 seconds. Cannot be used more than once in the host's current state. 

-user can feel others' emotions and hidden feelings. 

-user can predict the enemy's movements assuming the user has higher understanding and mastery. 

-user has 360 degree vision, with the radius of the circle being 50 meters } 

It seemed like he unlocked one of the three hakis, it was something Matthew looked forward to but now that it happened he felt quite empty inside.

" I am, did they all die?" Matthew asked a question he knew the answer to. 

"... Yes they are, I never knew you could be this brutal" william smirked while glancing at the corpses. 

" Uhhh, excuse me, who are you?" a young girl came forwards, her hands were chained and legs bruised. The other women hugged each other seeking warmth and comfort. 

" We are two hunters, sent on a mission by an old man for rescue" Matthew crouched down and manswered the frightened kitten. She reminded him a lot of Angella. 

" Are you here to save us from 'them'? Is my husband alive?" this time a half naked woman came forward, her expression was terrified.

"... Down the mountain is your village, the vegetation should be clear, and no animals or 'them' should attack you. When you reach the base, your husband will be waiting for you, completely alive and kicking" 

"Thank you, thank you so much" tears fell down her face. The others at the back quickly showed their gratitude to the two before departing to the village.

"Jihahaha, it seems you grew to share my hate for the marines…" William chuckled in amusement, sensing his leader's anger. 

"... This seems to be the end of our trip to the frog island. How much time has passed, two days?"

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