Chapter 145 - 134 (1/2)
We have no time to react to his behavior change when the blood starts trailing its way down his arm towards the palm of his hand here it simply seems to condense in the form of a spear, and barely giving time to the liquid to solidify he flies down at us, dashing at incredible high speed that makes the tip of his weapon reach my cheek and graze my face even after I dodge to the side, separating me from Leonel.
There is no pain yet from all the scratches with adrenaline pumping high in my veins, but I can still feel the warm blood trailing over my cheeks towards my jaw and chin, dripping from the tip of my fur.
The Demon Kind soon proves that the spear is not his only form of attack, so when he passes by me next his wings fl.u.s.ter and reach out, the blood flowing from them shaping and solidifying into big curved claws that caught me by surprise and hit me square in the face, not only drawing blood but knocking me out of balance to the side.
”Thilgon!” I hear Leonel scream, but I have no time to check on him as I stand, shaking the dizziness away only for another attack to follow.
Shit he is fast, way too fast.
Not taken by surprise anymore I manage to dodge the upcoming attacks by using my shadows pulling tentacles and my Shadow Dash too to overcome my physical limitations.
However this cat and mouse chase only serves to infuriate him even more, baring his teeth as with livid eyes he stares me down.
This time, when he screams, instead of flying down again and attacking us head-on, however, he takes the spear in his hands and motions it mid-air while flying, slashing the air in an apparent useless move but, to my surprise, his attacks manage to cut the air open as if it had some sort of matter for him to hit!
Like an open wound it bleeds, the interior red and fleshy, almost as if it had muscles underneath, however there it stood, midair, with nothing around it, almost like a cut in space and matter itself, blood oozing out from underneath and hitting the floor.
And yet it doesn't stop there for soon after I see some movement from within the fleshy interior, cracking knuckles and long fingers coming out from a long wrinkled hand that reaches out and grabs the edges, then another, and another, and soon the edges of the hole are filled with grabbing fingers and poking heads, and the situation downs at me as those creatures start crawling their way out of there.
Only to increase the number of legs and limbs that start appearing from the cut in the air, for the demons that surge have the appearance of spiders, some fairly normal-looking ones; if you don't count being huge hairy spiders as odd; others with hands and fingers at the end of their limbs and abdomen looking like humanly face shape, and others, Arachne, have the upper body of a human and the lower one of a spider, the humanoid body sprouting up from where the spider head should have been.
As their long hairy paws move them forward I meet the soulless black round eyes of them, animalistic and cruel in a way no normal animal could be.
Of course not, after all, these must be part of his demon army, devilish souls filled those.