36 Chapter 36: A real monster

The roars of the stone troll resonated in the forest, from where Derik stood he could see the bloodshot eyes of the stone troll which was less than five hundred meters away. His pitch-black eyes twitched as he watched the monster approach and his grip on the bone spear tightened when the troll was less than two hundred meters away it swung its palm at Derik. Instantly the ground trembled and the earth shattered, gathering and taking the form of the trolls palm only larger this time, this stone palm was more than half of Derik's size.

"Not this time" Derik growled as he jumped back. Instantly a black magic array appeared at the tip of his spear and a black beam shot at stone fist

BOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!

Not daring to waste precious time, an enormous amount of energy flowed out of the bone spear in Derik's hand, his pitch-black eyes were fixed on the stone troll who swung its palm once again, sending another stone fist at Derik

"Break!!!" Derik growled as he threw the stone spear

Woooosh!!!!!

The bone spear which was completely shrouded in black energy looked like a beam of darkness as it flew towards its target.

BAM!!!

The spear completely shattered the stone fist and kept flying towards the stone troll which wore a grim expression on its face…

BOOOOOOM!!!!

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Kira and Gin felt like two terrifying monsters were locked in a bitter battle, even though they were close to a six hundred meters away, they could feel the energy of both combatants rising, this made Kira and Gin feel worried, they question their earlier decision and regretted leaving the young archers side, but whenever they remembered the confidence and determined look Derik wore when he sent them away they felt powerless. They gazed at castle black and saw several figures fully equipped dashing out of the castle gates.

"isn't that Kira and Gin?... where is Derik?" Daemon asked

"They must have left him behind… Did he lose control?" Donald responded.

In just a few minutes both parties met, Cyrus, Karl, daemon, and Donald were completely shocked, the condition Kira and Gin were in was far worse than what they expected. Gin could only move because Kira supported him, even now he was pale and he was covered in sweat. Even though there were no visible wounds on him, everyone could tell this enchanter pushed himself to the limit. The most shocking was the injuries on Kira, the lower part of his lips was dyed red with blood and some spots dyed red with blood could be seen all over his body, his breathing was heavy and he too was covered in sweat, his eyes looked heavy, it was obvious these two warriors were exhausted and these guys were the first and second on the rookie ranking list

"Where is Derik" Daemon spoke first "Don't tell me you left him behind?" She asked with a worried expression on her face

"Don't give me that crap… You should have thought of this before you let him enter the battle alone" Gin snapped

"We don't have time for this… What happened" Cyrus asked

"With Derik's, we were able to hurt two out of three stone trolls but they overwhelmed us… so we had to retreat… I don't know how it found us but the only healthy stone troll chased after us… and Derik decided to fight it alone… we will only be a burden to Derik if we interfere… Your actions now are irrelevant… you should have come with us at the very beginning, we would have won… Now we can only pray that Derk finds a way to win and return safely… Don't get in his way" Kira said. His eyes were cold and the murderous intentions were made clear to Cyrus' group, all this while Kira has always been indifferent towards them but today they could feel the hostility. Not bothering to spare these guys a glance, Gin and Kira returned to Castle black to treat their wounds.

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In the forest just south-west of castle black, sounds of metal clashing resonated. Using the bone spear in his hand Derik desperately defended against the troll's metal claws. With every hit, Derik was forced to retreat by a step, at this point his hands felt a little numb

[The metal claw ability of these beasts simply makes their hands as hard as metal but they never mentioned anything about improved strength… this… this is too much] Derik lamented in his thoughts. He desperately tried to make some space between him and the monster but it always chased after him, not giving him a chance to recover or retaliate. His pitch-black eyes twitched due to pain when he felt the metal claws of the stone troll dig deep into his body

"Shit!!!..." He screamed in pain. "But then… I can't let this opportunity pass me by" Derik growled. He held on to the trolls brown fur tightly and a weak but sinister smile appeared on his face. Instantly dark energy poured out of the bone spear in his hand

"Vanish!!!" Derik growled as he struck forward. The stone troll growled and punched out as well

BAM!!!

Derik's body flew about a few meters away, only stopping when it hit a tree

"Ouch!… ouch!!… ouch!!!" Derik muttered as he struggled to get on his feet, with a sadistic smile on his face he watched the stone troll struggle with the bone spear which dug deep into its shoulder

"it's over!!!" Derik growled "Ooo God of Death, lord of the underworld and ruler of all damned souls in it, hear the plea of thy faithful servant and burn thy foe with the unquenchable flames of hell, even thy ashes will not remain… Death magic: Hell flame!!!!" Derik screamed. Fist size purple magic arrays appeared on both hands and from those magic arrays, torrents of dark purple flames poured out completely consuming the stone troll, with a sinister smile on his face he slowly but steadily approached the stone troll which roared and retreated while dark purple flames poured out of his hands.

Woooooosh!!!

The smile on Derik's face crumbled the moment he heard the sound coming from the sides, his eyes quickly roamed the battlefield in search of the source of the sound only to find a stone fist flying at him. Not daring to waste more time, he turned his attention to the stone fist and directed the dark purple flames at the stone fist. Thanks to the overwhelming power of the dark purple flames the stone fist was easily destroyed before the young death mage could celebrate he felt a sharp pain on his waist. like a cannonball, Derik's body flew over ten meters deeper into the woods before it hit the ground, rolling several times before stopping. He spat out blood and with his blurred vision, he looked up and saw three stone approaching, the one at the center was as black as coal, this was the stone troll which fell victim to Derik's terrifying hell flame.

"How?… How did it survive?"

"Why are there three of them?"

"An ambush? Don't tell me these beasts are smart enough to plan something like this?"

"Why couldn't I sense their presence…Why didn't I hear them approach?"

"Damn it" Derik muttered as he struggled to get on his feet. His vision got clearer and something caught his attention. On the floor just a few meters away was the talisman which he was meant to be on his neck. His hands quickly moved to his chest region in search of the talisman. But he

"No…" He muttered

[Yes…] a voice echoed in his mind as if it was responding to his previous statement. Instantly his vision blurred and his body fell like a log of wood.

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When Derik regained consciousness he found himself in the same forest, at the same spot where he passed out. He quickly spotted the three stone trolls but for some reason, it seemed as time had come to a halt. He quickly got on his feet but his greatest surprise his body remained motionless, laying on the ground peacefully

"Why?... am I dead?" Derik muttered

"No this can't be… that voice… I recognize it!…. Show yourself!!… Show yourself!!!" Derik growled but no one responded.

Suddenly the forest got darker and the temperature suddenly dropped, and from a nearby tree a figure emerged, its face was covered with a hood and with the darkness was a pair of purple flames which burnt fiercely. Apart from its purple eyes, no other part of its body was revealed, all covered by the pitch-black robe which was adorned with purple ancient writings. Looking down at its feet Derik realized something shocking, the shadow of this being had a pair of bone wings and a scythe which levitated beside it but these things were not present on the main body

"It's been a while Derik Angus" The mysterious hooded man spoke first "To think my partner will try to suppress me with nature magic just a few minutes after our first encounter… I'm hurt" It laughed as it spoke.

"What do you want… get me out of here" Derik responded indifferently, his pitch-black eyes remained fixed on the purple flaming eyes

"Hmmmm?... Your fear… it's still there but it's negligible… The side effects of using my powers are working faster than I expected?" The mysterious hooded man was shocked by Derik's courage, the last time they spoke Derik could barely talk back at it. But now…

"You mean my power… You exist because of me… you're mine and mine alone… I will not let a measly magic spirit toil with me…" Derik growled, suddenly a blue light burned in his eyes and fangs and claws appeared. His short black hair instantly stood up, looking spiky and his voiced deepened

"If you wish to keep your life… you will let me out… mind you, I will not repeat myself… this is what a real monster looks like!!!"Derik growled as he ran towards the mysterious hooded man.