156 Ares is a Devil (1/2)
”Uwahaha this is quite a surprise Ares, I was a little sad all this while that I couldn't torment you the way I did to Edward hahaha.” Nero says arrogantly to Ares reminding him the insult as he stands behind with 30 of his warriors, 20 feet away.
Ares stops sobbing recalling about what he heard and saw. What has happened with Edward right in front of his eyes. He is scared of remembering those moments yet his memory flows back in-in a worse way. Tears keep falling off his sockets, he keeps trembling and grasping for air, in a panicking state.
”That greedy bastard asked us to spare his life for his wife and daughters hahaha, but no worries we will send them to where he is now.” Nero keeps adding salt to the injury and wounds.
The memories keeps flashing back in Ares's head like images one after another of Edward and how he told Ares about his two daughters, the way he smiled, the way he was proud to see his daughters grow up, the way he cut his thumbs for them, the way he was laughed upon by the Caracus villagers and Zoilas and the reason he was killed for gets imprinted on his mind. It was all traumatic to Ares as he mourns louder with the helplessness his eyes which starts turning dark all of a sudden as his anger rises like an erupting volcano, about to burst with fire of hell.
”We will kill all of Mindoro, we will kill the children and infants! After killing the men in the village the women becomes our public property, uwhaha!” Nero laughs insanely as he kept shouting out his atrocious plans. While Ares remains rooted listening to him standing still as if he is about to unleash like a beast set free.
”We will ra*e them with different number of our men and make them bear our children! And later the child will grow up and kill their dirty mothers! Yesss! Yes this is a perfect plan to have our revenge...” Before he can finish his sentence, Nero gets interrupted while he was screaming out the sadistic ways of wiping out Mindoro with such a pleasing and pleasuring face.
Suddenly, a sword is in the face of Nero out of nowhere. His face is cut into half from his nose to the back of his head as if someone split half of his face with a slash of the sword.
”Ahhh~ such nice words from your mouth, but you're not supposed to act psychotic in front of a real one ! ” Ares murmured with a really creepy smile while he kneels down on the badly butchered body of Nero.
”Such a nice person like you isn't allowed to live in this world at all Nero.” Ares utters sarcastically with an evil grin and slowly shoves the tip of his sword down into Nero's heart.
”Huh? Oh you miss your villagers and warriors? And who? Oh also the soldiers from battle ships? Aww~ it's ok Nero I will send them... RIGHT BACK TO YOU!” An aggressive Ares with a rage filled expression on his face adds, his voice too changed completely more like the sound of a psychotic demon looking down upon this mere useless toys like people. His blood vessels are bulging from temples in rage as he keeps gritting his teeth, swaying the sword playfully.
All of the villagers and soldiers are in shock to see the abnormal behaviour of an average person like Ares, and nobody understood how he killed Nero who was 20ft away in between the thick cluster of soldiers in an instant.
Ares attached a red and a green stone onto one side of his sword handle calmly and he attaches another black stone on the other side of the handle and grips his katana tightly.
His katana seems to be vibrating vigorously. Only one person knew how big threat Ares became the very moment.
Zoilas clearly had fear engulfing his heart as black aura starts to radiate from Ares like a combination of Yin and Yang.
”No fucking person told me that he is the only black element user in the entire FUCKING WORLD .” Zoilas utters in disbelief as he stands there completely in shock.
”Warriors from Caracus, hurry and move away from him.” Zoilas yells at the small cluster of Caracus villagers on a small slope who surrounded Ares for killing their own chief.
”Move away? He will not be able to fight back if all of us attack him at once.” A warrior amongst them speaks ”He will pay for his wrong doings.” In a proud and arrogant tone.
Ares calmly starts walking forward as the warriors around him aims their weapons at Ares yet hesitating to attack. ”Sword arts - Iaido of the demon” Ares flicks his sword guard making the sword to draw out from the scabbard but immediately replacing it back in his scabbard before the blade of his sword is exposed.
Nobody understood what sort of technique it is, his sword didn't even come out of his scabbard. Yet Ares seemed filled with air of confidence and with a smile curling from the corner of his mouth.
”Teleport.” As Ares mumbles and it looks like he is about to take off, light and gentle cuts starts to appear above the bodies of the warriors around him. Cuts on this arms, chest, across the face... Nobody seems to swinging any sword. Yet more cuts were appearing on their bodies. Even though the cuts don't seem deep the blood is creeping out enough to evoke panic in the warriors.
Ares teleports from warriors to the foot of the slopes and walks towards Zoilas and his army completely ignoring the cluster of warriors around . The cuts which seem not deep suddenly starts digging into their flesh and bones. As if the attack of Ares has an delayed effect. Within seconds all the warriors are cut down and becomes meat sack.
Maybe Zoilas knew this would happen hence he warned the warriors who were arrogant and did not heed his advice.
”It's definitely the black elemental stone. How are we going to deal with him? No captain can maintain more than two elemental stones of different attributes in one device and yet - He used three of them in one go !? That is a general class feat. He is a mere 20 year old captain of a naval ship.. how can he...”Zoilas muddled nervously while witnessing Ares striding towards his direction and the soldiers.
All the 1000 people soldiers of Zoilas and warriors from Caracus takes their positions in an order in front of Ares, aiming for his head.