ɴ[0)ᴠᴇʟ Stuck inside a wall like a sore loser, GhostWalker looked confused and pathetic.
“J-just how did he hit me?” He had clearly seen a three-finger distance between him and the surface of Roy’s sword. His sword didn’t connect with him. He had dodged it. Yet, the next second, a ridiculous force manifested out of nowhere and hit him. That confused him.
“You wanted to get even with me by dodging as many attacks as I did, but look where that got you. Seriously, I’m curious. Tell me, how does it feel to make a fool out of yourself?” Roy taunted the old ghastly knightly whose eyes turned maniacal.
“You’re stronger than me. I give you that.” GhostWalker admitted himself inferior to Roy, but then he chuckled, “But you won’t be for long.”
Roy didn’t know why but he felt nervous when he saw mania in his eyes.
Roy: “W-what are you planning to do?”
“You asked why I didn’t help them? This is why!” GhostWalker raised his hands while holding his sword and uttering a demonic chant, which caused a great disturbance in the hall. “I, GhostWalker, the Fallen Priest of Vileness, sacrifice the three deceased and one living to Chaos, the end of all beginnings, the start of all sufferings!”.
Roy, who was at a distance away from GhostWalker, could be seen using mana bullets to stop him. But… a crimson wind that raised around GhostWalker the second he started chanting nullified all the bullets.
“Oh, Chaos, answer my Call!”
The second he finished chanting, the demonic magic circle drawn on the ceiling lit up in a red, eerie glow. Roy had completely missed it. From the moment he entered the hall to now, his focus was only GhostWalker and his follower. Only now did he realize that the true danger that was making him feel goosebumps was overheard.
“Swoosh!”
Swirling black mist gushed out of the circle, changing into the shape of black hands that descended down to grab the three sacrifices.
“What ghostly shit is that? They are coming for me? There is no way in hell I am going to let them take me!” Roy said with the determination of a warrior.
“Whoosh!”
Roy swung his swords blindingly fast, cutting the several pairs of hands that crept toward him.
“They are soft and easy to cut, far weaker than I expected.” Seeing how easily he cut them, he understood that although created by Chaos, they were quite weak.
He didn’t need to worry about being immobilized or picked up by them. He continued hacking the many hands around him.
While they kept him busy, six pairs of hands picked up the three corpses, bringing them behind the darkish portal in the middle of the most.
It closed as soon as those three corpses vanished. The black mist and hands also vanished. Only a ritual circle was left.
It released a blinding glow, signifying that Chaos has accepted the sacrifices. The crimson color filling the air materialized as countless speckles that fell down like raindrops.
GhostWalker took a breath, and all of them went into him.
Immediately, he experienced a massive surge in strength. His age also decreased. His skin got smoother, the circles under his eyes vanished, and his wrinkles and age spots disappeared. If Previously, he looked like a man in his fifties. Then now, he looked like a thirty-year-old!
GhostWalker basic stats increased to 80 points each!!!
GhostWalker clutched his hands into a fist, feeling his blood coursing through his veins vibrantly. “My strength would’ve increased to another level if I had sacrificed those three humans with strong souls and not these three clowns. I only succeeded in shattering one and not two.” What shattered was something Roy didn’t know. GhostWalker glared at him. “My plan failed all because of you! I’ll have you pay me with your life!”
Roy felt threatened by him. He couldn’t inspect him to determine how strong he had gotten, but he was sure he had become stronger than himself.
“Whoosh!”
Roy’s eyes widened as ghostWalker appeared before him in an instant and released a lightning-fast fist toward him.
It was so ridiculously fast that Roy couldn’t see it.
So… how could he react to it?
“Bam!” GhostWalker’s fist smashed on his face with such force that he was blasted backwards, and if not a bucket, then at least a cup of blood shot out of his broken nose.
『-2 HP!』A system’s notification floated in his vision, notifying him that he had lost one-fifth of his health points.
“You bastard, you ruined my one year of hard work!” While he was in mid-air, GhostWalker caught up to him and grabbed him by the ankle. Then, with a forceful tug, he hurled him into a pillar.
It’s just that Roy was thrown away like a ragdoll too strongly. He smashed through the thick pillar and then smashed on the wall before coming to a stop for good. This led to his vision being blurred. But it only lasted for an instant. His vision cleared up. However, his eyes felt so heavy that they closed shut against his will.
A system’s notification rang in his mind.
『-1 HP!』
He slid down the wall, landing on the ground weakly.
A great sense of nausea was assaulting him, and he could feel a metallic taste in his throat.
Cough! He coughed out blood.
“Do you get it? This is why I discarded my humanity and accepted Chaos. Humans are bounded by chains of limitations. Only with the help of Chaos can these chains can be shattered. Why they exist is unknown, but I take it as a curse from God. Since I was abandoned by God, why should I not sin?! All this sinning has helped me reach a level of strength no unawakened can ever match. This strength filling is unparalleled under the Weapon Master Stage!” GhostWalker exclaimed.
“Click, Clomp!” Roy forced his bruised eyes open and saw GhostWalker walking towards him casually.
He was most likely planning to end him!