Chapter 138 The Thirst For The Blood Of The Shadow.

Sylvia, I think I just found the commander. Stay here, I'll take care of it personally. I hope it's strong enough to help me evacuate all the frustrations I had acquired during these twenty-four hours!" He said in a monotonous tone as his shadow began to waver and shaped a shadow scythe like a crescent moon!

Seeing him in this state of excitement when he wanted to kill and seeing him using an affinity to she and Sabrina had warned him not to use this affinity for a while, Sylvia could not help but worry about him.

"But master, it's too risky to leave you alone and especially in... this state." She says in a soft but nervous voice. Last time, she left him alone for less than thirty minutes and the results couldn't be more terrible than now. For her fault, Alvine had not only lost control of his powers, but also tried to raze an entire planet, awaken one of the Leaders, and above all, he had managed to awaken an entity that was more dangerous and powerful than the leaders himself! So leaving him alone even for about thirty seconds would be rather suicidal for her if Sabrina learned it.

"Don't worry about me, the reason is that no matter what your efforts, you can never help me contain something that is not visible. Not to mention that the danger in question is lurking in the depths of darkness, then it is impossible for us to reach it for the moment." He says in a nonchalant tone while slightly frowning with a contemplative air.

Knowing that Alvine was right and that she had nothing to complain about, she put the subject aside and instead reoriented herself on another issue that made her doubtful. "In this case, are you trying to provoke him by constantly using these powers? Since our return to dimension, all you have done is use magic that is completely unknown to me. Apart from the fact that I cannot feel other affinities such as elementary or intermediate affinities, I do not feel any flow of magical energy in your body; you look more like a simple mortal who had never cultivated. But in this case, how did you teleport us?" She asked with a curious tone.

"Oh, that? Umm, let's say that a shady guy prevents me from letting myself use my magical energy and affinities for the simple reason that I refused to share my memories of the previous night with him as punishment." He briefly explained to Sylvia so that she understood who he was referring to without being suspected. 'She no longer considers the fragment as an object, but as a person made of pulpit and blood.' He concludes by hearing her address the other Alvine with the pronoun (he) instead of (it) as she had always done.

"What?! Who dared?!" Feigning ignorance, she thundered in an angry tone by asking for the identity of the bastard who had dared.

"Sigh, don't worry too much about that. In short, you just have to follow me closely while I take care of the commander. Given the amount of magical energy that emanates from this beast, it must surely be at least the equivalent of an emperor mage at the top!" He affirmed by transforming into his incubus form and used his wings to fly in the direction indicated by one of Darka's crows while Sylvia followed him closely.

Knowing that he could not use gravitational magic, it was the only solution he had found and it was also the first time he used only his wings to fly without magic even if his flight speed was not too fast as usual but enough to fly over 120km/h.

'Is that how it is? If he had gotten rid of this bug as I had suggested, he wouldn't have had too many problems. Sigh, but according to my hypothesis, this Randolph must surely be in deep sleep or waiting for something before acting. I... I don't see why he wouldn't come to meet us trying to set me a trap to have me. Sigh may be because of his greed and his desire to learn the [concept] of the monarch who still holds him back.' She says to herself in her thoughts while looking at the effects of Darka's skill.

"C-commander! I bring news from the battlefield. Our enemies seem to have received reinforcements! If it continues, we will soon lose this battle!" Near a lake, a Centaur-Lion who had a head, lion's fur, and two muscular arms with sharp claws standing majestically in front of the lake suddenly heard the messenger's voice. His right hand held a flamboyant spear more than five meters long.

"Rrrah! Who dares to sabotage my strategy?!!" He thundered in an angry and thunderous voice as sparks of the flames came out into his mouth. Its thunderous voice resounded in the vicinity like a roar of thunder that announced the bad news!

The black iron horn tiger who had just brought him the new swallowing in the face of the suffocating presence that emanated from their commander. He immediately replied for fear that he would not lose his life if it makes the commander wait too long. "It's... it's black birds. No matter how much they are burned, slice them with our claws or isolate them in magic shields... they always end up coming back to life by regenerating again and again! They are even able to cross our barriers!"

"Incompetent! Simple birds give you so much trouble? Rrroahh! Just shred them by plunging your fangs into their pulpits and drinking their blood. That's how warriors fight! Now show me the way I can exterminate these weak so that I can punish you as soon as possible!" He thundered while stabbing the ground with his spear which immediately released an unimaginable heat that boiled the lake water before drying it leaving a crater without water in front of him!

It was at the same time that Alvine and Sylvia had just landed in front of the Centaur Lion and his subordinates the black tiger. "Strange, this is the first time I've seen this kind of creature. What exactly is it, Sylvia?" Alvine's placid voice resounded on the other side of the lake crater as he looked at the strange creature that had three meters long. Apart from his head, his upper part resembles the torso of an accomplished bodybuilder who was covered with fur. But his head and lower part looked like a ferocious lion that had predatory eyes.

"Hmm, master, if you try to know all the species you will encounter then it will take you several billion centuries for that. The primordials are able to shape their creations according to their desires. It's also my first time to see this kind of ugly thing." Sylvia replied in a monotonous voice while looking at the Lion-centaur from top to bottom.

"Who dare you call ugly?! I am Commander Gtyura! I would feast on your pulpit and drink your blood like a blessed wine of the gods to appease my anger!" He thundered with rage while his whole body was bathed in burning flames!

"Gty...? Sigh, finally in short. You, the lion's head, are you the commander who is leading this attack?" He asked, pointing his scythe in the form of a crescent moon towards Gtyura with a subtle smile that was barely visible on his lips.

"Yes! I am the great, the powerful supreme commander of this army corps for...

"It's okay, I understood everything. So beware, I'm coming." Even before Gtyura could finish his presentation, Alvine cut off his speech with his words and positioned his scythe horizontally as if he were part of his arm. 'I had not yet tried the combat techniques I had learned with the parchments I had bought with the system simply because I didn't need them, Now that I can't use my affinities, then hand-to-hand is the only option I have left.' He said to himself by walking slowly toward Gtyura and the black tiger while his golden pupils began to shine with a demonic glow.

"Commander, please let me take care of... this strange creature. He is too weak to deserve to die in your hands." The black tiger advanced in front of his commander to intercept Alvine who came to them with a strange smile.

As Alvine had planned, the two beasts were at the rank of emperor. But unlike tigers, the Lion-centaur was on a completely different level. With a simple glance, Alvine could say that he would be able to defeat Nelda without too much difficulty who was a Valskar of empress rank with a divine law!

Now that he was deprived of his other affinities with which he had become accustomed. He was forced to fight with this handicap, Alvine knew that if he were to win this battle, he had to get used to using his new skills as quickly as possible. Otherwise, his defeat will be inevitable!

Roarr!!

The black tiger raised its head towards the sky and roared with a roar filled with majesty and arrogance, followed by a fierce earthquake.

'It is surely a magical beast with earthly affinity.' He says to Himself by looking at the rest of the events. As his system refused any contribution, Alvine could only rely on his experience and instincts to guess the types of attacks of his enemies.

Following the roars and will of the ferocious tiger, dozens of the earth's spades began to surge to Alvine at breathtaking speed.

-SHHH

[The arcana of the seven dances of the scythe: 1st dance, the tornado!]! He screamed while swirling his shadow scythe with fast movements and created a whirlwind of shadow around him like a protective and impenetrable shield that sent the tiger's attacks back to the sides. He didn't need to worry about Sylvia's safety, who knew how to protect herself.

'Not bad to beat him as a warrior than as a mage.' He said to himself when he saw that he could easily push back dozens of long-meter piles without any problem.

The tiger did not stop there, he rushed towards him without giving time to catch his breath and clawed him with his claws that were easily avoided by Alvine who slightly pivoted his body and protected himself with his scythe, the attacks that were impregnated with mana and the magic attacks of the tiger with his scythe techniques while keeping a safe distance between him and the tiger to better assimilate his new skills.

'Well, I can deduce that my physical strength and reaction speed is not affected by the system. In this case, I have to kill this black beast before showing all my cards.'

When the tiger saw him Slightly distracted light, he launched a stealth attack by trying to stab him with an earth-pike under his feet and behind him while he himself attacked him head-on, not giving him time to move away from him or retreat.

-Bang!!

Alvine leaned all his strength under his feet and jumped into the air, letting the spades collide with each other while preparing his next scythe skill in the air before landing.

[4th form, the slash of the god of death]

He murmured by releasing a sharp black aura from the blade of his scythe toward the tiger who always rushed after him using the earth as a springboard while continually launching his magical attacks at Alvine.

-VWOOOO

Alvine's attack was certainly slow but the pressure and the desolate aura behind this slash made the tiger impossible to make any movement. His soul and consciousness, which were plunged into the terror of the aura of death, made his body petrified and unable to make the slightest movement before his head was beheaded from his neck in a single attack by Alvine!

'Hum? Why didn't he avoid it? Its speed far exceeded the speed of the attack. In short, it was his loss. But on the other hand, I did not expect this attack to be so slow. I was lucky. In the future, I would think of improving before using it; after all, the same chance will never happen twice in a row.' He says to himself looking at his weapon with absent air.

He could not feel the pressure that emanated from him when he crossed the gaze of Gtyura who unconsciously swallowed with terror as if he saw death in front of him.

Best

"Good." He waved his scythe and then pointed him to Gtyura and spoke in an emotionless tone while his lips split into a Machiavellian smile while joyfully absorbing the soul of the black tiger in size. "It's your turn now, lion's head." He said while his eyes turned to absolute blacks!