Chapter 20: The Rampage (2) (2/2)

At that moment he knew what he needed to do, Azar Igna, the chief of the Red ogres, smiled. He may have been a brute but he was a battle obsessed brute, he had wanted to wait until this was completed but he may never get that chance, now would have to do.

”Special skill - Thunder Rampage!”

Orange aura wrapped itself around his massive body including his large sword, he dashed towards Albert with a war cry, as he moved it felt like a typhoon, each step shattered the ground, each swing shattered the bones and scales of any and all monsters they came in contact with, the leap in strength was massive.

He had succeeded in combining the secret technique ”Thunder strike” with the ogre skill ”Blood Rage” to form an ultimate skill. Every race possessed a lifesaving skill and even strong monsters and magic beasts had one. Blood rage was one of those skills, a rampage skill was a skill that didn't require the use of Mana, nature intended it as a last resort whenever one's life was in danger, it was a very dangerous skill that many would avoid using no matter what.

He charged at Albert and destroyed any monsters in his way, the skill had a very short time limit and he didn't have much time to waste. Before Albert could turn around to look at him he grabbed his shoulder and using all his might, he threw Albert towards the town. Albert was a little confused when he felt himself being lifted off the ground. He had sensed the Spike in Azar's aura and knew he must have been using his rampage skill, he wanted to protest but he was too far away and had hope to find an opportunity to help him so he would have time to deactivate the skill before the time limit.

Yet, Azar had ran towards him instead and threw him in the air, did he lose his mind? no, not possible, this was Azar he was talking about, looking around he saw Azar desperately trying to reduce the number of monsters like his life depended on it— well it did. Albert looked at were he was headed and saw two lesser Basilisks, having broken passed the hunters, they were burning down the houses in the town as they headed for the Chief's mansion were the elderly and kids were, as well as the pregnant women in the town.

He now understood why Azar had done what he did and a bitter smile appeared on his face, he quickly controlled his body on the air and held his blade tightly. He didn't have enough stamina to do a secret technique, but he might be able to use gravity to compensate. He raised his blade in the air and randomly came up with a name for the new technique he had just created.

”Gravity slash!”

With a crimson glow the blade descended on the first beast and split it in half, there was a little resistance as this was the first time using this technique, but he compensated by using the skill vibrating slash. He landed a bit awkwardly but quickly balanced himself, the other Basilisk was almost shocked, it opened his mouth and send dark green flames spewing out.

Albert wanted to dodge it but the Chief's mansion was directly behind him, if he moved out of the way now then he might've been the one to kill the kids himself. Without much of an option he raised his blade using his Mana to cover it he spined the blade at such great speed that it resembled a shield.

The flame came clashing down on him, but he was able to fully block it, with a sigh he prepared to face the beast in combat, ”Cough... cough!” he coughed a little blood on his palm and staggered a bit, feeling a little dizzy, he had forgotten the flames a lesser Basilisk spewed was poisonous, with his stamina low he seemed to be making silly mistakes.

”Demon Aura” using a skill he suppressed the poison deep within himself, giving him the ability to fight for a while. He met the beast in combat, parrying all of it's claw strike and launching attacks of his own, but they were not making any dents.

With the battle intensifying, the settlement had lost more than a hundred fighters in the fight, although the same could be said for the monsters, it was still safe to say, the monsters were on the verge of victory. The long range fighters tried their best to keep the monsters at bay but the monsters had spread out, attacking from various angles, they had succeeded in breaking through their ranks, into the town setting it ablaze.

Albert was successfully repelling a lesser Basilisk, even though he wasn't dealing any damages when suddenly two more had appeared, without the use of skill and techniques he was unable to kill them. All three beast charged at him, sending claw strikes and spewing flames.

The poison he was accumulating within him were begining to stack up and it was affecting his movements, allowing strikes that were easy to dodge hit him, sending him flying and slamming straight into a wall. He felt his back bones shatter and his ribs broken. It was hard to lift a finger much less fight, the Basilisks could sense this and all came in for the kill.

In the face of death and despair a rare smile appeared on his face, he had no intention of giving up, neither did he plan on letting low level monsters like these kill him, he was a demon noble, a being feared as one of the previous 78th demon Lords. If he was going to die it would be on his own terms. His skin colour darkened and two twisted ram horns slowly started to grow on the sides of his head, his aura skyrocketed and his eyes glowed with a sinister hue.

”NOOOOO!!!”

Before he could finish, he heard a very familiar voice from a distance, raising his head he saw a female figure in the distance heading his way, riding through the wave of what looked like a storm, she raised her hands and a soft blue aqua aura wrapped around him, giving him his previous calm, the poison in his system disappearing by the seconds and his injuries slowly healed. To have such an influence from that distance he knew there was only one person capable of this, this was Erin Cronoff his wife.