9 To adapt to this world, I will kill... (2/2)

Axel said nothing as he continued his onslaught. What the young man failed to notice, however, was that each arrow had a dim green light that flowed on the arrow head.

After half a minute, the young man suddenly frowned and said, ”This is getting boring.”

He jumped backwards and yelled, ”Black arts: Decapitation!”

His sword gained a black glow as it shot like a meteorite towards Axel's neck. Axel smiled. He slammed his hands against the ground and yelled, ”Original spell: Forest of spears!”

With great vigor, the ground glowed a dim green as a forest of wooden spears burst from the ground, shooting up and piercing the sky. Axel began panting as he heard a shrill screech.

Before Axel could check if he won or not, a screen popped up.

[Detecting the creation of an original spell… Fusion into system… Congratulations host, for gaining the spellbook function.]

Axel completely ignored the system as he looked at the figure before him. A sword rested just a few centimeters away from his neck as the young man was skewered in place. Wooden spears tore through his body, exposing skin and extremely bloody wounds.

The most surprising thing was that the young man was still alive. He glared at Axel in hate and growled, ”What have you done!?! Do you know who I am!?!”

Axel completely ignored him and ripped the young man's sword from his hands. He weighed it in his hands and looked it over before he shook his head and muttered, ”Too light…”

The young man's glare intensified when he suddenly froze in fear as Axel thrust the sword towards his heart. He started begging and screaming but Axel ignored it all as only one thought crossed his mind, 'Kill!'

However, just when the sword was about to kill him, the voice of an old man ballowed, ”That's enough!”

Axel flew back as he was hit by a huge shockwave. Once he balanced himself, he coughed a couple mouths full of blood and began to tremble.

Beside the fainted young man was an old man wearing a black robe, but the difference between them was the old man's robe having golden highlights.

Axel couldn't help but grit his teeth as he watched the old man pick up the fainted young man. The old man looked over at Axel before he snorted and disappeared.

Once the old man left, Axel collapsed down to the ground. He began panting extremely hard while a grin slowly crept it's way onto his face. He waved his left hand as a skull and heart appeared.

Axel sighed and said, ”I hope that when I bury these, his parents can rest in peace.”

He spent 6 hours digging 2 graves. Then, using nature magic, he spent another 2 hours crafting 2 small coffins. Axel placed the skull and heart inside the coffins, lowered them into the grave, buried them before closing his eyes and praying for them to rest in peace.

Axel opened his eyes a couple minutes later only to see 2 wisps of smoke float from the graves as they slowly condensed into human form. A handsome middle-aged man and beautiful woman appeared. They bowed to Axel and said, ”Thank you.”

When they stopped bowing, they smiled as their forms slowly faded. Axel had his head down and muttered, ”I hope my parents are okay.”

Clenching his fist, he took a couple breaths to calm himself down. Axel wiped the tears from his face and began walking back to camp. He smiled and said, ”I'm sure they're fine.”