7 Rakshasa Gahan (1/2)

[A dangerous monster has been detected nearby!]

[Analysing the monster ...]

As the system showed up with all that, I kept running as fast as I could, paying only the minimal amount of attention to the system.

[Analysed!]

[The monster has been identified as: Rakshasa Gahan, the destroyer of Zywar]

I couldn't help but curse as I read that name. As far as I knew, Zywar was considered a monster, even among gods. Only the most nihilistic of people ever prayed to him.

[Would you like to see the monster's stats?]

If a person had asked that question, I would have put an iron rod up their ass shouting, ”Obviously!” But since it was a system, all I could do was say 'yes'.

[Name: Gahan]

[Race: Rakshasa]

Rakshasas, a special kind of demons, were perhaps the strongest mortal threat in the world. Anything stronger than a Rakshasa would be an immortal. That's what I had heard.

[Age: 150 years]

For a Rakshasa, or Demons in general, a 150-year-old would have been considered new adult in that world, and a teen back on Earth. Basically, he would mentally be the equivalent of a 15-year-old human.

[Specialization: Demon Arts]

[Realm: Golden]

[Your chances of winning: 0%]

Yeah, I was screwed. A Rakshasa who had reached Golden Realm in Demon Arts could easily have laughed off all my attacks. The strongest attacks that my undead minions could deal wouldn't even hurt him as much as a mosquito bite would to a human.

Furthermore, running away was useless as well. As he made clear in the next second, my speed was not even a-hundredth of his.

”Shit!” I cursed as I saw him standing right in front of me, ready to swing his hand down at me to kill me.

”Die!” He said.

”You first!” I said.

A hail came down on his back, probably doing nothing more than stinging a little, but giving me enough of a chance to get away from his attack. And get away I did, as the ground I was standing on broke apart by the hand he had swung down.

I took a glance at the priets and priestess of the church who had saved me. It wasn't a coincidence though. Keeping in mind the possibility that running away might not work out, I had specifically ran back into the church so all the priests and priestess could see us and save me if at all possible. The strategy had worked out, but what next?

More than any of my schemes, my life was important. That much was obvious.

So, the top priority was me getting out of there alive. I could sacrific anyone I have to for that.

If, at all possible though, taking Valerie was something I wanted to do. Just looking at her delusions had filled me with an infinite number of ideas as to how I could use her in my quest for power.

And if, somehow, there was a way to get more people out of there, I could take my little sister, Hena. She was a child who I could mold to blindly follow me and so her usefulness was also pretty high.

Other than that, I didn't really think anybody would be useful.

However, as I was busy thinking of how I could take what few people are possible to take and run away, a surprising voice came from the room a particular High Priestess was in,

”Decree of Light!”

The nun who was second-in-command to Valerie shouted so as blinding light appeared above our heads. Instinctively, I jumped away, but the Rakshasa was too distracted to do the same.

In the next moment, a large part of the church had become cinders.

That move, Decree of Light, was a move that very few could use and once used, the user would become so fatigued that they'd immediately fall unconscious. It was rumored that once a person fell unconscious because of using it, it would take months for them to regain consciousness.

Proportionate to these drawbacks though, the attack was an immensely powerful. If anyone who was not a believer of Emolive, the god of Light, came in contact with it, they would be burn to death ASAP.

In case it isn't clear, I am mentioning the reason why I had to jump away. If I hadn't, even I couldn't have avoided dying.

Thankfully, it destroyed Gahan.

”GRRRR!!!”

Or did it?