Chapter 412 - 412: Demon wolf

Thud!

Everyone watched as the hooded man whose face was hidden with a shiny bone mask began to descend. Gently he landed on the carriage which had was consumed by darkish purple flames but didn't seem to be burning.

Derik would have loved to continue flying while destroying members of the leafless bandit group but he was seriously lacking mana. Everything he has done so far, like setting the carriage on fire without making it burn, flying, and enhancing his voice so that everyone can hear and all that are not normal magic techniques that bronze realm level mages can use. All of this greedily consumed his mana, living him with just enough to put on a show while fighting these people and also a stunning exit.

At this point, his goal was not to terrify the people watching but to impress them with magic.

"What the hell" A member of the bandit groups couldn't help but cry out in confusion.

The others remained silent since they were too stunned to speak. Gazing at the hooded man all they could see was death and despair. Every other person may not be able to see it, but these bandits noticed that Derik's shadow had three pairs of wings and something like a scythe. No one could tell if this was an illusion or maybe it was real.

Xiu!

Pa!

An arrow suddenly shot straight at the masked man but it was caught effortlessly, even before it could reach his masked face. Breaking the arrow in his hands, Derik showed no signs of making the first move. In a battle like this where he needed to defeat so many people with so little mana while impressing the spectators, he chose to let the enemy throw at him everything they have. Once they are done trying, they will fall into complete despair, and only then will he take their life.

"Come at me… show me what you can do!" Derik spread his eyes wide open while he spoke as he jumped down from the burning carriage.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Suddenly a loud cry could be heard from the side as a man wielding a spear charged forward fearlessly. Gazing at the approaching man Derik couldn't help but admire the man's bravery even in the face of death. He watched the man leap into the air and strike forward with the spear but this attack was stopped by Derik who caught the blade of the spear with his bare hands.

"Monster!" The man screamed as he tried to pull the spear back but it couldn't escape Derik's firm grip. He couldn't understand how someone can hold a blade firmly.

"Die!"

Suddenly a vicious cry could be heard from behind as a man over 6ft tall appeared behind him, hacking down at him ruthlessly with an ax!

"Cute!" Derik responded as he raised his left hand to grab the ax!

Swoosh!

To his greatest surprise, both men let go of their weapons and dashed back, and only then did he notice the group of archers preparing to end him with ranged attacks. For the first time since this battle began he couldn't help but praise the enemies' coordination and teamwork, even he didn't see this coming.

"You dare go against the messenger of death? It seems you do not value your lives!" Derik growled as he instantly triggered his Lycan path!

Roar!

Following the roar we're bone-breaking sounds which sent chills down the spines of the enemy. A werewolf twice the size of the average man spoon appeared with its black fur covered with blazing purple flames. Its claws were covered in hell flames just like its eyes which were like two scorching purple suns that could stare into the souls of its enemies.

The appearance of the demon wolf instantly cursed an uproar and the observers quickly fell on their knees and prayed to the beast. This came as a surprise to Derik but after going through Lucia's memories, he finally realized what was going on. In the gospel of the church of light, it was said that the God of death and destruction represented all supernatural beasts and it was said that the God of death was a werewolf as well. The appearance of a mighty blazing werewolf chased away the doubts in the mind of these people.

If the God of death has answered their prayers and has come to save them from the kingdom's oppression, they have no other choice but to pray to it.

Swoosh!

Instantly a cool breeze washed over Derik as the power of faith flowed into him. He could feel the sincerity of these people's prayers. The massive wolf suddenly began to grow once again as the people prayed. As it grew in size it looked more ferocious with its long claws and fangs.

Peng!

Peng!

Peng!

The barrages of arrows bounced off Derik's thick fur like it was a pencil thrown at a wall. The bandits who were paralyzed with fear didn't even know when their weapons slipped off their hands and fell to the ground. They watched the massive wolf slowly walk towards them and they couldn't help but fall on their knees and beg for mercy.

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth… you repay evil with evil… only a greater evil can subdue the lesser evil… I am that greater evil… I am the one who will rid this kingdom of corruption and injustice…" the wolf spoke causing who heard its voice to tremble with excitement.

They all watched in ecstasy as the massive demon wolf ripped the members of the leafless bandit group apart. One by one!

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With this operation, Derik secured the majority of the kingdom's population as commoners. The tales of the God of death sending its messenger of death to visit spread across the kingdom and even members of the army who were present narrated all that happened and also described the werewolf which was almost as big as a building, if not bigger! Evidence of his appearance remained on the streets of the residential area.

And as time passed on, no one could deny his existence anymore!