8 Ball of Purity (1/2)

Ozul just kept watching as the bandits completed their preparations.

Just as if they were about to move out, they looked back at Ozul and then remembered that not only the guy was completely naked, but was also missing a leg!

Dibly, the half-naked dull guy took out a white shirt and some black baggy pants from his baggage and helped Ozul wear them. The shirt did not matter much, but the pants were hanging from his waist like from hanger.

Seeing no other way, Dibly bent down and picked Ozul on his back.

And so the bandits started their 'escort' to Azmar Town. They would require at least two hours to reach the city because they were travelling in a forest. Otherwise, walking two miles would just be a matter of twenty minutes.

. . .

*Half an hour later*

Inside the forest, you could see a band of rough-looking men surrounded by a pack of grey wolves. Each wolf was double the size of a normal wolf.

”Boss! These are Dim Wolves. But this pack is unusually big!”

Hearing the shout, Razor thought of what to do. They were just Dim Wolves, and they could quickly deal with them. But Razor won't take any chances as he had already lost 25 of his men yesterday! He ordered them not to be reckless.

These were not ordinary animals but monsters. Everyone called them monsters because these beasts had been enhanced by mana to such a degree that they had mutated!

Usually, the mutation increases not only their physical strength but also their intelligence.

The bandits were quite familiar with such beasts. They efficiently started killing the wolves.

Meanwhile, Ozul just kept looking at the battle as if watching a show. Watching the bandits kill the wolves, Ozul had an idea.

'Can I also kill with the Black Mass?'-Ozul thought as he created a pointed blade out it. Ozul could move the Black Mass efficiently under a 3-meter radius from him. It operated at the speed of the sword swing of a master swordsman. No doubt, it could kill!

Right now, he was on the back of the guy named Dibly. Dibly did not participate in the battle and was watching from the sidelines. So, Ozul had no chance to test the blade.

Just as he was thinking this, One of the wolves came after Dibly. Dibly started panicking as he was carrying Ozul on his back, and the situation was not in his favour!

Dibly was going to go all out! But suddenly,

*fwooosh*

A pitch-black blade flew past him and pierced the head of the wolf!

Just like that, the Dim Wolf died! Some of the bandits who saw the situation were stunned to see that it was the six years old disabled kid, that controlled the black blade!

”Easier than thought.” Ozul just said in a monotone voice. He had expected to require a bit more force, but even this bit of power was enough to kill it.

The bandits who heard him were spitting blood! Killing the wolf was not much of a big deal. Even a tiny bit of talented kid at magic could do the same. But doing it when you were only six years old and disabled, was quite an achievement!

'Boss Razor was right! This kid is unusual!'- Every bandit had the same thought.