Thud!
The cathedral stones cracked beneath her as Vael slammed into the ground, knees buckling from the sheer force of the blow.
"Aghhh!"
She her scream tore from the back of her throat.
She clutched the side of her head, where Malone's strike had landed.
A perfect, brutal slam from the guard of his claymore. Her fingers pressed against a deep, blooming wound, and warm blood spilled between her fingers.
Blood began to run down her temple and into her eye.
The pain was not just sharp, but also it throbbed heavily like a war drum pounding at the base of her skull.
"It hurtzzz.... It hurts...
She screamed.
Her vision wavered.
For a second, the world dipped sideways.
"…Shit…"
Her breath came in short, her body shaking as she staggered forward on all fours, trying to steady herself.
Her sword had clattered away, too far to reach without crawling for it like a damn dog.
She tried to get up, but the attack disoriented her, she couldn't keep her balance.
Her pride screamed louder than the wound ever could.
"…Fucking… bastard…"
The words slipped out, low and slurred.
The anger in her voice was prominent when she said those words.
Her hand trembled over the open gash. Blood soaked her glove, sticky and hot, but she kept pressure on it, grinding her teeth to stay upright.
'One hit...
'...Just one hit...
'And he knocked me to the ground like swatting a fly.'
Vael said to herself, as she find her footing, she was still trembling from the hit to her head, but she manage to picked up her crimson blade.
Hoisting it towards Malone.
"I am not... I-I am not finished with you."
Vael said to Malone, who at this point sighed once more.
However she was not worth the time, beside that nudge to the head will put her off her feet for the rest of the day.
Everything should be all over the place, even if she found her ground.
As such Malone walked away, as he head to cathedral doors.
"G-Get ba... Ahh.. back here!"
Vael shouted as Malone form got further, and further away from her line of sight.
Till eventually she collapse on the ground again. But this time, Saren, came to her aid grabbing her shoulder.
"Commander, take it easy, he hit you pretty hard in the noggin."
"No we... We need to stop him, the queen...
She tried to argue.
However, Maria came in as well, she was calm, as she came to help Vael on her feet.
The two of them, Saren and her both grab a shoulder each, and place each of her hands around their necks.
"Lady Maria... Since the Wonder refuse to come back with us, what now?! Do we... Just stand here and do nothing as he walks off with the Prince body?"
Maria went quiet for a minute.
Still, she watches as the man she knows nothing about pushed the large cathedral doors open.
Her eyes closed, as thinks quickly on what to do.
And naturally this was a no brainier.
As such she finally broke the silence.
"There is nothing more we can do here."
Her voice was soft in that moment, but also died with slight sorrow.
However what she said next was indeed words with sense.
"Vael was the strongest among us. And he brought her down like she was nothing."
She let that sink in.
She did not panic, not did she felt any anger.
If anything she was impressed, that a low level wonder was this strong from the start.
Vael was a Ravish, a wrath class user, level 34/67 and this man a level 1/??? easily subdued her.
For that reason arguing would be a fools move.
"He is right, you know."
Her eyes drifted toward the shattered cathedral doors.
"Without specialized weapons, we can barely scratch the lesser daemons, much less higher tier ones."
"And he… whatever he is now… he's something else entirely. I still don't understand what makes a Demi-God of the Free throne different from the daemon Demi-Gods of the Dark continent, but a god is a god."
Maria exhaled, a long, slow breath.
"Humans cannot fight gods, for that reason let not face hime. We're not retreating because we're cowards. We're retreating because staying means dying for nothing."
She looked to Saren, the only other mage still standing.
"You've got two spells left, tired, and hungry. Vael is down for the count. I'm not dragging what's left of us into another suicide charge just to prove a point."
Then, after a pause, she added, bitterness touching her voice just slightly.
"And the Wonder already said it himself. He'll send for us… when our presence actually matters."
From her cloak, she pulled a small crystal of pale white light.
"There's nothing else to do here. Activate the shard. We're going home."
Those where the last Orders Maria gave out, as he handed Saren the Light Crystal.
This was a larger one, as such it was capable of large scale teleportation of five or more people.
And as Saren break it, their body disintegrated into light particles that travel through the portal on the ground made from the surrounding shadows beneath their feet's.
Leaving an empty cathedral.
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The scent of smoke, and blood rising from the ground and building, alongside the trees filled Malone nose with a bad scent.
"Ewww... This, this is horrible, still, I can't believe I got transmigrated into this world of all places."
"Either way, I already know what I need to do."
Malone said as he looked up in the sky. It was dark, and low roar of thunder hit the sky. He could see, and hear people dying in the background.
But for being overwhelmed by the daemons, they manage to secure the cathedral quite good.
But as Malone walked, he heard a voice coming up just ahead.
"STOPPP IT AGHH... Get off me you bastard."
Malone was in the courtyard of the Cathedral, near a fountain, were he saw seven of the previous men that were with Maria, all dead, and only a woman remained.
She was being pinned down by a large lust daemons, who began to ripped off thee iron clad armor right off her body as if it was paper.
The woman kicked at scream.
"Off me... You horrific thing."
However as she kicked, the beast grabbed her legs, and pulled them open, and it took a deep sniff of the prize that awaited him.
SNIFFFF!!
"Woman.... EHHH... Good Female... Juicy little cunt... Growlz want loin juice...
"Someone help me."
Malone watch as this play out before him, the creature was a large horse like monster.
He recognized these types from anywhere. They were the most common type of Lust daemons one could find in Eroge Souls.
Its body was massive, hunched low to the earth, shoulders twisted with cords of sinew that bulged beneath gray, blistered skin that was as durable as a steel beam. Large bone spines jutted from its back in uneven rows.
Meanwhile the bloody creatures limbs were an affront to balance in of itself.
It had forearms thick as thick as a small tree trunk...ending in clawed hands, while its hind legs bent like a racing stallion's, hooved and wired with twitching muscles.
It was clear these were a type of mounts.
The head was the worst part however.
Elongated and narrow like a horse's skull, but split down the center by a jagged seam of raw tissue, and sharp teeth, giving the creature a vertical mouth.
Malone looked as it began to push out it's giant horse cock, preparing to breed the sow before her.
Meanwhile, Malone looked at this with an indifferent face, as he saw the creature race and level above it's head.
These were lesser daemons as such, they don't have the normal class sets the Wonder, and most people of this world have.
It class was Lust Daemon, and that was all.
Above it's ugly head Malone saw it's race, Subspecies was Lust Daemon, and race was Lust Walker
Level 7/7
Seeing this Malone sighed, as he prepared to meet the daemon head on, his hand on the hilt of his blade, while nonchalantly walking up to the creature in question.
Right after.
Malone drew his claymore with a single, fluid motion.
The blade hummed low, a faint, holy power radiate off of it.
Its edge shimmered with a subtle glow, the Blessing of Purity etched along the fuller like silver veins.
It was a Minor enchantment that one could get at local church of grand cathedral.
This blessing, making it an enchanted sword was nothing special. But against lesser daemons, it would bite deep.
The Lust Walker was too busy rutting the air to notice him.
The thing stand atleast three meter when fully standing.
Due to not attempting to r.ape this woman.
It never saw the first cut.
Malone stepped in, blade low, and carved upward through the daemon's forearm.
A burst of pale light flared where steel met flesh.
"Ghraaaaa!!"
It instantly scream in pain as the limb fell with a wet thump on ground.
Blood sprayed in wide arcs, thick, and foul.
The creature shrieked and twisted, its bulk lurching sideways. Malone pivoted with it, letting the weight of his blade carry him into the next strike, one clean motion, honed to instinct.
And the moment that strike came, like a heated knife through butter.
The second arm dropped before the daemon could react.
It stumbled, unbalanced, and howling in pain.
It tried to get up, and ram Malone into the fountain, at this point the girl in question moved out of the way, basically naked, as her lower regions where showing.
But Malone was already moving as he quickly ran towards the fountain, as well right behind this flesh truck, one step, two, then launched off the cobblestones surface of the fountain, the creature armless ram right into it destroying the fountain.
As water spayed everywhere.
But Malone jump high doing a backflip high in the sky, as he soar above the creature.
Utilizing the second enchanted items he got back in the cathedral.
Enchanted uniform of the Georgia Knights.
This enchanted gear had the minor blessing of wind hardening, for a short while anyone that wore this enchanted gear could make barriers of wind.
Strong enough to tank a cannon ball fire from point blank.
However it has cool down of two minutes per use.
Either way, above the creature Malone created a barrier of wind, and use that as a surface to stand on.
From there he jump downwards towards the armless mount.
As he allocated +10 into strength and speed, and plus +1 into focus increasing his strength to 15, and his speed to 15 as well.
And since focus was the main stat of the Sinner class, with the +6 from leveling up from 1 to 3. And the +1 he gave it. Focus was now at a whopping +47.
The percentage margin being 1% for every +10 stat point allocated to Focus, as such all his stats have an additional 4.7% percentage boost added to them across the board.
Descending downwards he landed on the daemons shoulders, making it bend it knee, slowing it's movement but for a moment.
The daemon thrashed, as it tried to get up, in order to shake Malone off.
However it was too slow, it was already over.
Because in that moment Malone raised the claymore overhead, both hands wrapped firm around the hilt, and brought it down mercilessly on its head
Steel split flesh, as the blade parted it's malformed skull, and cutting apart it's weird brain in two.
The vertical maw parted clean down the center with a sickening crack.
The daemon knelt, as it trembled in horrific pain, and soon after it collapsed further.
Dead and beaten.
Soon after he stepped off as it fell, his coat fluttering with the motion. The horrific smelling blood steamed on the blade's edge.
"Eww...
He said flatly.
Then he gave it a quick flick, cleaning it in an instant... then he slid the weapon back into its sheath.
'This body is fucking amazing, honestly I have no idea what to think of it, the Crest of Victory just makes me a fighting genius. Well I am not complaining, I will just kill my way to the top until I become the next Demiruge. But damn that guy is way stronger than in game, they can't do that ramming attack on their own, yet here this bastard is without a Rider, and still somehow maneuvering those rider base skill on his own.'
Malone said a she looked at the dead Lust Walker.
On the other hand he heard a voice at his side.
"Ahhh... Are you... Are you pheraphs the legendary Wonder?"
"Hmmm."
Malone said, as he look at the woman in front of him. She was covering her private parts, but she reached out to him with trembling arms.
Malone looked at her with a bored expression as he said.
"One and only lady... However you should get out of here, there still alot of daemons beyond the gates."
"Ummm can you please take me with you, I am scared, I-I don't want to die O wonder."
Malone stopped as he turned around while saying with an annoyed expression.
"Woman take a hike, I have better things to do than to play babysitter for a kingdom knight."
"Please I have husband and two daughters, I-I can't die here."
"Again not my problem, beside your husband is the one that belong on the battlefield not you. You should have think about that before you applied... Now bye. If you don't want to get violated, hide I'm the cathedral, daemons can't enter that place without taking serious damage, now if you will excuse I must go."
Without saying else, Malone jumped twenty meters in the air, and landing on the cathedral gates, the woman however run to meet him shouting in fear.
"No... Please don't leave me here by myself...
But Malone did not care, at this point he was already running down the hill of the cathedral.