156 The Right Thing To Do (1/2)

Eric shuddered in absolute horror as he stared at the dead-looking body underneath him, his legs shaking faster than a vibrator as his previous thoughts and ideas got flipped on their heads as he was unable to believe his weary eyes…

That body did not belong to Moby like he was led to believe, far from it… It was none other than Raymond, looking skinnier than ever before, laying on the ground with a motionless, shocked expression on his face… The one who came out on top of that scuffle was not Raymond but Moby, and he was the one responsible for what happened to him…

The thought that Moby was the winning figure never even crossed his mind as he thought victory was assured… So, he decided to attack the dangling body upon being given the signal to shoot.

He was still not able to accept what was going on, he clearly saw Moby being swallowed by Raymond's poison cloud so he must have fallen under its effects. The only way that could explain this was if Moby closed his eyes and held his breath for that entire time. However, in his mind, that was completely impossible. Even without that poison, Raymond was physically superior to Moby in virtually every way, the only thing that Moby had the upper hand in was in martial arts which would make it a slightly closer fight, with Raymond still holding an advantage. So, if Moby was both blind and unable to breathe, there should have been absolutely no way for him to win…

'H-how the fuck did this happen… th-th-there's no way this can be real… What kind of monster did I create…W-Where the fuck is he…' Eric thought in panic, still flat on his ass, shifting his attention from Raymond's motionless face as it was currently the least of his worries.

What followed baffled Eric somehow even more than he had already been…

As he began to look up in order to see where Moby was, he saw a shadow appear from the edge of his peripheral vision before he felt a sudden, piercing uncontrollable pain coming from his stomach with an unexplainable burning sensation that burnt yet did not feel hot at all, the sound of flesh being cut filling his ears as he let out an alarming scream of pain.

When he looked down, he saw a bloody, rusty old katana stabbing right into his stomach, making his weary eyes grow even wider than they already were as he felt his body suddenly become week, coughing up a mouthful of blood onto the sword stabbing him.

At that moment, Eric lost all hope… There was nothing more that he could do in his current state as he was completely out of mana due to his previous barrage of attacks, he was as good as dead, something that he felt like he would actually become in the next few minutes… Moby was simply too powerful, he had created a monster, making him unlock his hidden potential or maybe it was just that all those other times he was simply holding back… Either way, he knew that he was completely and utterly doomed…

'Why did I have to mess with this guy… Why is the world so cruel… I don't deserve any of this…I am too young to die...' Eric thought, cursing his entire existence and stupidity, a waterfall of tears gushing down his face.

However, Eric was once again completely wrong… Moby did not win by simply overpowering his opponents, he won with quick thinking and pure strategy alone…

Moby did not know if those memories he saw were memories of the future, another reality, or just visions of who he must truly become, all he knew was that they were very real as proved by his working system and that the girl in the necklace was actually called Avilia, just like in his memories… He had many seemingly random facts litter his mind, ranging from useless facts like when military school Z started and ended to really useful ones like how to properly control and manipulate demon energy.

One of those facts was that demons were completely immune to poisons of all kinds, however, it went deeper than that… According to his memories, a demon's anatomy was not the one responsible for neutralizing the poisons, it was the flow of demon energy that ran throughout their body that made a lot more sense to him. Throughout his entire childhood, he did not have a single case of food poisoning, and any poisonous substance he ever consumed had their effects still working yet severely reduced, something that he now attributed to his weak flow of demon energy. However, now with his memories and new system along with Avilia's power boost, his flow of demon energy was far stronger than before, allowing him to fully neutralize the poison with no trouble at all.

Even in his enraged state, Moby knew that if he wanted to win and get his revenge, he was not able to rush in blindly so he formulated a plan of attack.

He first forced Raymond into activating his poison cloud, pushing Eric to stop his endless barrage of wind blades that Moby was not confident in dodging, especially with his limited reserve of demon energy. He then suppressed his flow of demon energy, inhaling the poison to see its effects before unsurprising it again to only pretend to be having the symptoms of it to lure Raymond closer and give him a false hope of victory. After Raymond found him seemingly in pain, coughing on the ground, he smiled wickedly, rushing towards Moby with a dagger in hand. However, he was the one stabbed instead, right through the chest by Moby who had caught him completely by surprise.

Moby then released his sword from Raymond's weak body before grasping onto his with an iron grip, lifting him up to where his legs would not even be able to touch the ground as he struggled to break free due to his fear, panic, and injuries. As the dust began to clear, Moby gave a thumbs up Eric who of course interpreted it as a sign to attack, not wondering why he did not speak as smoke would have gotten in his mouth and lungs.

This served as 2 things, the first was to deplete Eric's entire mana reserve, making him a more drastically easier target than before, and the second was to increase his shock factor and fear, causing him to become too scared to fight. Then, after throwing Raymond's body towards Eric like a torpedo, surprising and knocking the wind out of him, it gave him enough of a distraction to quickly close the distance between them without worrying about any wind blades coming his way, using his demon flash to do it even faster.

Now, Moby had Eric exactly where he wanted him, kneeling on the ground with a look of pure despair in his face as Moby's demon energy enhanced sword was dug deep into his stomach, although it was weaker than the visible, pure demon energy he saw his other self use, it was still strong enough to cause unimaginable pain onto his opponent with the added bonus of it being virtually invisible to the naked eye.

As Moby looked at Eric's eyes and look of despair, he felt absolutely no pity, the only thought running through his mind was what the most painful, inhumane way of torture he could instill upon him before he finally dies… That was the reason he chose to leave the other boys alive for now as it was their turn later... And as he was thinking, he realized the answer in the form of a memory he had witnessed from his other or future self, making him laugh hysterically as he removed his sword from Eric's stomach, picking him up by the head before infusing a good portion of demon energy inside of him.

Moby would have much preferred it if he could turn one of them into a demon, his personal slave for a week before disposing of them like they were nothing, but he was not even a lesser demon at that point and his reserve of demon energy was not enough… However, it was enough for the torture method he had seen in his memories, the one that sucked someone dry of their life essence before turning them into literal dust.