"Look what I found in my room" Michael came to the northern hall in the Abyssal to meet Dular and Gaya. In his hand, she saw a heavy Warhammer. The Warhammer seemed ancient, old, and powerful, it was adorned with silvery symbols and runes from the head to tail.
"Where did you-" She asked only to get interjected by Michael.
"Behind one of the shelves, I think it was left behind by them," He said.
Gaya understood that by them, he referred to the Order of Death.
"Dular, where are the Netherels?" The hall was spacious, just like the hall where there was a small lake and waterfall, this hall was also a pocket dimension, this much space couldnt be explained otherwise.
In the center of the hall, a large 7m radius magic circle with runes could be seen. The runes on the circle were glowing, producing a mild humming sound.
"If you give the world, they will appear here, Lord Lucifer" Dular bowed deeply, Michael clutched the new Warhammer tightly, then he nodded, preparing to slaughter the Netherels, so he could reach the next level.
Dular closed his eyes, muttered a few words, soon, the circle started to glow brighter and brighter.
Boom!
The next moment, the golden circle hovered above the ground before exploding into millions of tiny orbs of light. When the light faded away, thirty Netherels with human traits stood at the place where the circle was.
"Dular, order them to attack me. '' These Netherels wouldn't do anything until Dular ordered them to do something. If Michael only desired Experience points, he could have simply let Gaya kill the Netherels, earning the Exp doing nothing. He didn't want to do that, he wanted to increase his sword mastery as well as train his body and mind in a real battle.
For an assassin like him, it was essential to train vigorously to keep the skills sharp.
"Yes, Lord Lucifer" Dular bowed, "kill him" Gaya creased her brows seeing the orc issuing order to kill him instead of just attacking him. A sudden flash of murderous intent ran across Dular's face, he quickly hid his internet but Gaya noticed it. Michael noticed this but said nothing of it, for now, he didn't care about the Orc's loyalty, after all, Dular had to escape the Dark forest before even thinking to betray him except if he wasn't immune to the Fear toxin, so escaping was not an option.
"Step aside" Michael's biceps flexed, stretching his black suit due to the weight of the Warhammer. It was damn heavy and required all of his strength to lift it from the ground, yet, he didn't use his both arms because in the future he wanted to swing the Warhammer in one hand and the Sword in the other or dual-wield two Warhammers.
Gaya was ready to dash forward in case they overwhelmed him with their numbers, after all, he was a Body Straightening level 4 warrior while each Netherel was at level 7.
Locking their target, all thirty Netherels rushed at him with no strategy or plan hands reached out at him to tear him apart. The putrid smell of all the Netherels filled the hall, making Gaya twitch her nose.
"Death Range" The hall became darker around Michael, giving a gloomy feeling to Dular. Instantly, Michael flexed biceps loosened a bit as his body strength immediately doubled. When the Netherels came closer, he swung the Warhammer at one Netherel, the dented face contacted with the Netherel. The power and force were so great as the Netherel's head exploded, splashing black goo, grayish brain matter across.
"Wow," Even Michael was surprised at the raw power of this Warhammer. He felt like breaking an eggshell as he swung the Warhammer around him to send five Netheres flying. The bone-crunching, blood-splattering sound was like music to his ears.
[Ding! Congrats to the host for killing a Body Refining stage, level 7 Netherel. The reward is 7,000 experience points as well as 100 Badass points.]
[Ding! Congrats to the host for killing a Body Refining stage, level 7 Netherel. The reward is 7,000 experience points as well as 100 Badass points.]
[Ding! Congrats to the host for killing a Body Strengthening stage, level 7 Netherel. The reward is 7,000 experience points]
[Ding! Congrats to the host for killing a Body Strengthening stage, level 7 Netherel. The reward is 7,000 experience points as well as 100 Badass points.]
[Ding! Congrats to the host for killing a Body Strengthening stage, level 7 Netherel. The reward is 7,000 experience points as well as 200 Badass points.]
There was no slowing in his movements, he threw the Warhammer at the remaining Netherels, his throw had enough momentum and power to bash three Netherels back to back before falling to the ground with a loud thud sound.
Dular expected without his hammer, he would be vulnerable, at least a bit but the next moment Michael lost his Warhammer, he grabbed the nearby Netherel and used the Netherel as a weapon. He swung the Netherel, forcing the other Netherels to stubble back before ripping the Netherel in his hand into two bloody pieces. His raw strength stunned Dular as began to punch the Netherels through their chest, grabbing the core in one hand and ripping their heads off in the other.
It was a devilish display of brute strength and speed but behind that brute force, Gaya could see the finesse. Each of his moves was calculated, very well thought.
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