226 Slicer And Divider , The Night When the Outlaws were Sliced, Divided and Diced (1/2)
Day 35 – 11:43 PM – Barangay Poblacion I, Real, Quezon
Mark sighed as he watched the shadows moving outside the house from the second floor bedroom. He was quite troubled as to why these outlaws picked the attack to be close to midnight when these hounds did not even bother hiding their activities outside. Even if everyone inside the house was asleep, the noise these outlaws made as they surrounded the house was enough to wake everyone up.
It was unless these people were not aiming for a surprise attack but waited for more reinforcements. If that was the case, these guys were too cautious even though they were outlaws.
Since Mark did not rest at all and was waiting for these people, he was already alarmed when he heard vehicle sounds coming from the highway. After the apocalypse commenced, the noises of insects in the mountains during the night had already vanished and the only natural noise that could be heard was the rustling leaves of plants and trees every time the wind blew. That was why the sound of vehicle from the highway further away was totally audible to them who were inside the house.
Karlene and Joash had already brought Tyson and Alana into the toilet. Luckily, the space inside was more than enough for four people since the toilet had allocated space for a pair of industrial drums being used as water container. The rusted drums had already been removed by Mark and that made the space inside the toilet larger.
Mark opened the only wardrobe inside the bedroom and put his bag inside. He also made his tree companions hide inside since this battle was not something for them to partake. The wardrobe was placed at a blind spot from the windows so Mark was not afraid that it would get accidentally shot.
Preparing for battle, Mark took off his jacket. He was wearing his armor underneath his jacket but since the front zipper was left open, the others could see his front armor. On his back however, no one had seen yet aside from Nicole and Hallie that helped him in designing it.
On his back was not just a part of his armor. There was a sci-fi like shield. The shape was like a spade with three pointed protrusions above. The most eye-catching thing about the shield was that it had several layers which were overlaid by the topmost layer which was also the middle piece. Another thing was that there were several protrusions that did not seem to belong to a shield at all behind it.
This weapon was one of Mark's designed masterpieces even before the outbreak. He designed it along with his commissioned cosplay props but never made into an actual item due to the complexity and time needed to make it. Not to mention that as it was intended to be made with metal, it also needed some blacksmithing methods to make. That was why this weapon only stayed in Mark's mind but he never ever forgot about it. After all, he made this design in inspiration from the [Fusion Sword] and [Kogan Anki].
The shield on his back was actually composed of seven different weapons and each weapon had at least three forms. Furthermore, he modified the design he had before into something that would also work with his [Blood Whips] and added another form to the weapons.
How long did he manage to finish the design? It was about a whole year due to the fact that he spent more time playing games and working at home. Now that he had his [Blood Metal], he was finally able to materialize the item.
He called the weapon set with the name [Darkness Shade].
Mark raised his folded arms over his shoulders and pushed the layer of the shield that he could touch. Several clicking sounds were heard and two sword handles sprang from the back of the shield. He immediately grabbed the handles and with a twist, the handles and the blades were pulled off from the sheath within the shield.
”This two is fine for those guys outside, I think.”
The pair of blades was two of the seven weapons in [Darkness Shade]. The right one was called [Slicer] and the left was called [Divider]. The current appearance of the blades was rather odd. The blades were as wide and as short as a cleaver but the handle was made straight in the middle of the blades indicating that it was more like a wide shaped dagger than a cleaver. Another thing was that the blade looked like it was divided into eight smaller sections.
However, it was just the first form of the two blades. For the second and the real form of the two blades, Mark whipped the two blades splitting the air at the same time.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Three clanging sounds echoed from each blade that was now almost a meter long and was now just three fingers wide. The whole blade was divided into four major segments while each major segment was also divided into eight minor segments. On the handle, a hole could be seen and that hole extended not only through the handle but also through the blades.
In each hand, Mark conjured a [Blood Whip] which entered the holes. The segments then detached from one another. The two blades were not just blades anymore but turned into almost two-meter bladed whips that could move on Mark's command.
Mark was ready to attack and so as the outlaws outside. Even though it was dark, Mark could tell that each of them was itching for bloodshed. Unfortunately, it was their blood that would be spilled tonight.
He would do the preemptive attack since he would not let them rain bullets into the house. Although everyone inside the house was hiding except him, he would not take chances. Even the miniscule chance that a bullet bounced somewhere and hit what it should could still happen.
Mark vanished from the room in a puff of black mist. The darkness of the night hid the mist that moved over the ranks of the outlaws and landed right behind them.
The man on the back of the pickup truck was about to shout and signal the attack but he was not able to as he heard the commotion among his men. When he was about to question what was happening, he heard a shout.
”Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”
The outlaws nearby the guy that shouted came to their aid but they did not see anything, not even the person that shouted. The night was dark and they could not see their surroundings clearly as their only source of light in hand were torches but they could smell the pungent odor of blood. One of them who held a torch crouched and lit up the ground. All of them around could not help but step back at what they saw.