His blood spurted before his body was engulfed and devoured by the man's shadow. Yet it wasn't over. Dark swords were formed above the shadow, before piercing it like some sort of killer coffin, finishing his already finished body off.
As this happened, the man clicked his tongue.
There was nothing the man could do, he couldn't even scream. Not even a trace of blood was left behind as this happened, nothing. The body just disappeared into the man's shadow.
The adventurers were speechless. Their eyes widened as they let out quick and heavy pants was no point in giving them any attention. They were petrified, completely petrified from fear. They couldn't even breathe properly without feeling a strange pain in their c.h.e.s.t.
"M-M-M-M-Monster…!"
"That's not a h-human… That's… THAT'S A DEMON!"
With the little voice in their paralyzed from fear bodies, they shouted with everything they had.
"Correct!" Said the man as he turned to them
*Pierce* *Spurt*
In that instant, they were pierced straight in the neck by dark swords formed out of thin air. On contact, the sword turned into a shadow which engulfed them, once again, putting them in the position to be devoured. All in a few seconds.
"I wish that you humans could be a little more quiet… Can't have him, knowing that I'm here." He said with a smile
He then appeared beside the shadow comb which engulfed their bodies and soon after it was forcefully dragged into his shadow.
"Well then, on to the next spot." He muttered before he disappeared into his own shadow.
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The guild master arrived at the scene, leaving behind a trail of ice. Only to stop at the sight in front of him.
"T-The Guild's Master's here!" Shouted an adventurer who was on his knees with joy
"F-Finally…!"
"T-Thank god…" Another adventurer muttered before collapsing
Blood. Everywhere. Bodies which were torn to shreds, decapitated heads lying around. The entire snow was once again, dyed in a crimson red. The blood seemed to have no end as part of it continued to flow and eventually landed on the Guild Master's Leg before being frozen off.
There were less than ten adventurers still standing.
As the guild master saw this, he felt his heart sink. His eyes widened and his hands began shaking. He was speechless to his core. But it wasn't because of fear.
"Sorry I'm late… You've all done well, protecting the village. I'll make sure to inform your families and don't worry about the rewards, You all deserve it. All of you…" The guild master muttered as he hung his head.
*ROOAAAAAAAAAR*
Following the Guild Master's speech, a loud and powerful roar resounded thought the area, it was directed at the adventurers and paralyzed them with fear. They were in front of the village gates, and there stood a large, over ten feet tall monster, heavily geared in a strange dark Armour.
The guild master turned over to the monster while gritting his teeth. An expression full of anger was displayed all over his face as he glared with hateful eyes at it.
It was a monster whose form and appearance appeared to have been made out of complete darkness. It's form was difficult to describe. A mixture of different types of monsters all compressed into one.
A dark cloud surrounded the horn on it's bull-like head. The closest thing the head resembled was a minotaur, but it was nothing like it.
Dark wings sprung out of it's muscular back, it's legs were that of tigers while it's arms and c.h.e.s.t were that of a gorilla.
What made it even more horrifying was the fact that it had the intelligence to wield a weapon.
'I see…' The guild Master thought to himself as he looked at the dark radiating giant sword on it's hand..
It gripped it tightly, and showed no signs of letting it go. It's eyes were glowing red and foam could be seen coming out of it's mouth.
"O-Oh shit… It's coming again…"
"Please… Make it stop…"
Just by simply standing in front of the gates, the people both on the inside and outside, could feel chills being forced down their spine.
The guild master walked straight at it with the same resolved and angered look in his face. The monster upon seeing this, tightened it's grip of it's sword before swinging it straight down at the guild master.
*CRASH!*
It missed the guild master by a few inches as turned his body to avoid it, all while keeping his eyes on the monster.
In that instant, all the adventurers witnessed the true power of an S-Ranker. The guild master vanished, before appearing directly behind the monster.
Following that, the monster could be seen completely frozen, from it's waist up. The guild master then turned, his arm glowing a bright red as he sent a flaming fist straight at the frozen monster figure. Shattering it's top half into little pieces as he did so.
*Shatter*
The monster who was completely missing everything from it's waist up, had started to regenerate, despite having lost it's head.
The guild master was surprised to see this, however, there was no fear present in his eyes.
"So you can regenerate… It's useless." He muttered as he walked up to it and placed his hand over it's wound which it was trying to regenerate.
Pure red blazing hot flames engulfed it's top half, before scorching it, giving it a charcoal-like look.
It stopped regenerating as this happened. However, it wasn't over.
The guild master, watched as dark spikes rose from the monsters shadow, aiming to pierce through his Armour and finish him off. However, the spikes froze and shattered before it could even get close enough.
"Sacred Treasure Art: Grand Burning Impact." The Guild master muttered
Magic circles formed above both the guild master and the monster while they all watched. Following that, came a blinding light.
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"Ah, John. Took you long enough." Said The Bright Sword as he took another sip of his beer.