{Chaotic Death Bringer} That was the new Word Spell Draco came up with, and how he imagined it to be and how it works is utterly hideous as it cuts any escape path for anyone who doesn't have immunity to every single one of Draco's Affinities.
First of all, It Cut one's fate; cutting one's fate means death in any language but Draco wasn't satisfied and neither was his {Chaos Language}, and so he added Death itself to the mix, Not to mention his body and blood affinity.
At Draco's current affinity rank (D-Rank+), he could do more things with his Affinities than most and one of the things he could do was use their inverse effect or exert them directly on others. He could use air to suck the oxygen out of one's body, Mess with one's blood circulation, Make one's mana go haywire as if he practiced an incomplete or harmful technique, and many, many more things.
And so, the second Draco chose his target, it was a sure death.
Now he could have chosen the fire student to create an even bigger sense of fear or those students who had the highest chance of being the killers, but he was far more concerned about the attentive ones, those sitting in the back and paying attention to the smallest details; those were the ones that could smell and snuff him out.
So Draco looked at a bespectacled student who was in his 3rd year, The teen was sitting atop a hill made by using Nature Magic, He was supposedly calm but if one was very observant, they could see that he was slightly nervous, looking left and right and using any means possible.
Draco smiled and chanted.
{Chaotic Death Bringer}
*Rumble Rumble* *Thud*
...
After the silent death of the scout, Silence ensued; no one else died or was killed, no other scout was looking anymore, and everyone's attention turned towards the scout.
Now this was the reason why it was a bad idea to kill in front of these students because it instantly makes you a target, Unfortunately for them, they had no way to find Draco.
Or did they?
One of the scouts was looking at the new corpse as his mind thought of many ideas.
"Yeaaah! How can we be sure that you're not the killer?" Another chimed in.
"You're trying to escape the blame, aren't you?" And another added.
"You Killed Michael, Didn't You?" The Fire Student said his excitement was unable to be hidden; if all went well, he could even catch such a big fish!
"You guys can say whatever you want, it's not me, and even if I were, all of you combined can't do shit to me." Alex looked at them all and said.
"This cocky, Son Of A-" Before the students could start another round, the Glass dome in the middle of the clearing was shattered beautifully, and the Instructors came out, right after Draco finished Devouring his fourth Prey.
Yeah he didn't stop, and he didn't forget to Devour his killings either.
{Chaotic Death Bringer} was a skill that used the entirety of Draco's Mana to subsist for a cooldown or any other condition, aside from the fact that he currently needs to know the exact location of whoever he wants to kill.
But it wasn't so much of a nuisance because his entire Mana Regenerated in 1 second.
And his stats?
Well, one had to know how much he gained in total, Out of 10 Devouring Targets, 6 were 3rd years, 4 were 2nd Years, no 4th year yet, and 1st years weren't allowed in this event aside from the top 100 and Draco wasn't interested in those and neither were other students, might better let the sheep fatten up.
Before he started devouring, he was at 1.4 Million, now? He was 9.6 this was without the possible additional increase of the Devoured's Jobs and Affinities, Drco was now, definitely the strongest here in the clearing, Instructors included, a single sentence and they're dead.
Aside from the earlier restrictions, {Chaotic Death Bringer} could also only kill one person per second, but that person could have a maximum of 5 times Draco's combat Power, so currently Draco could kill mid-A-Rank beings without batting an eye.
So, He was looking very forward to a chance where he could kill an instructor, not to forget, he now had the aggro of the entire student Army in the clearing—not what he wanted, but just what he liked.
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Alrighty Boys, Late Chap, but still a chap, Hope you like it.