165 Chapter 165 (1/2)

”AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” a pig squealed that denoted for my quest's completion.

This led me to calmly retrace my steps downstairs as the second floor of the house was indiscriminately devoured by greedy ravenous flames.

This much light would serve as a beckon for those who sought further revenge from the night and at the same time,

it was also a fiery intimidation to the monsters that may otherwise wonder near the sanctity of the tribe. All in all, this much was a win for me since there would be more ant extinguishing tonight.

I shall slaughter until those who knew me would forget what i initially was and those who did not, well...

i would only be too happy to introduce myself even if that was the last thing that my enemies see of their lifetimes. I smiled as i was once more primed for the kill.

”What's a grandiose night this has become.” i greeted towards the surrounding people the moment i exited the burning building.

These were not all wood in fact but also the freshly donated offerings unto the god of death himself.

The familiar stench of charred flesh made itself known in time and it has only triggered the blood lust in my veins. This was the smell of war. But more than that, it was the sign of conquest.

”Greetings, Tribe Chief! To what do i owe the honor of your attendance in this busy hot evening?” i asked towards a middle aged man at the center of the congregation of people.

He had long been waiting here and did nothing. A prudent man indeed!

”What has become of you, Leo?” the old man addressed me by name and not my usual designation as a runner of the tribe. It has been ages since i last heard of my name spoken on the lips of another.

It has not brought warmth but only furthered the hatred that was already inside of me.

Who was i?

I was the great son of valiant warriors that faced monsters and preyed upon these animals' flesh for sustenance and strength.

But after the tragedy, i had become nothing. Even worse than the mud on the soles of my tribe men's boots. Yet now, this old goat has a change of heart to say my name?

What a farcical jest!

”KILL!” the half part of me roared in pain and defiance. But that was the foolish side of course and the portion which i completely ignored.

What would that accomplish? NOTHING!

In this case, it was better to showcase power to daunt the adventurous and cower the dreamers into submission before me. This man was ultimately my soon to be father in law after all.

Within seconds, i focused my eyes on the wonderfully sculpted woman behind the old man's body.

My first bitch in this world.

”That is not my name, old man. Call me Bunny instead.” i corrected and grinned widely towards my father in law.

”Your n...” the Tribe Chief did not finish his words because a worm interfered in the middle of his speech.

”MURDERER!”

”KILL THAT FUCKING DEMON!”

”BOINK!” and i rewarded the instigator with a taste of his own medicine. Same as his unwanted interruption, i had also paid a swift price which earned me a flying head in its conclusion.

There was a momentary pause where everyone tried to process what had happened exactly.

But within the proceeding breaths, a series of motions launched itself one after another that even the respected Head of the Tribe could not delay nor halt in its entirety.

”NOOOOOOOOOOO!” the old man's roar shattered the stalemate of two parties but the situation at that time was already beyond redemption.

Arrows flew and long swords were freed from their partnered scabbards. There was violence in the wind and it would take a raging typhoon to contain the anger of the masses.

Unfortunately for them, i had come here with a storm in tow.

”FLASH!” my cards traversed parallel the unhinged arrows and unto the masters that released such a volley of instant death sentence.

All along, i danced in the night, fully showcasing a different kind of sutra for killing. Three arrows were dodged by me but the same could not be said to those hapless archers.

”RUNNNNNNNNNNN!” the ordinary people of the tribe knew that the negotiations has broken down after four decapitated forms on the ground and so they did what they were best at.

”RUN!” i did not mind such peasants because i was also fully occupied at the moment. My movements were erratic since for all intents and purposes, i was surrounded in all sides.

Thus, i had no choice but to let my slaughter resonate in my dance. From the numerous crowd, 20 easily toppled in mere moments.

There was one warrior who saved a child in my path of rampage and exchanged his head in the process.