Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

"Impossible!" Iron stab muttered to himself.

He had been watching the progression of the fight so far. What had just happened was not supposed happen. He had clearly seen that Chiron had leaned in with his sword to cut off an assassin's neck.

Clearly, Chiron had not seen the knife that had come from the shadow below him, but somehow he had still managed to defend against it.

"Or was it the sword? Did it have life of its own?" Iron stab questioned himself.

He did not know that he was both right and wrong at the same time.

It was true that Chiron did not have that rich of a battle experience for him to have defended such an attack that had taken advantage of his blind spot.

But it was also true that Devil's touch had its own life.

After all, Chiron had fed it a beating heart. From that moment, it had been born.

But then again, devil's touch was very obedient to its master's will.

The real reason why that attack had not been successful was simply that Chiron did not use spirit energy. His cultivation energy was Aura.

And Aura was an extension of the mind. Chiron used Death Aura. In this grave yard, he was like a shark in water. In other words, this was his world.

There was no angle of the graveyard that he couldn't sense. Even the bugs mating a few gravestones away were in the range of his power.

Chiron had his eyes on Iron stab. One look at the man and he knew that he was the person in charge.

In other words, this was the person he was supposed to excavate answers from.

He took a step forward, but Iron stab instinctively took a step back.

Iron stab could tell that what he had just done was shameful, and his subordinates were watching. He really did not want to move, but that sixth sense that had guaranteed the preservation of his life so far was telling him that running was the only plausible solution.

In fact, it begged him to grow extra legs, or even wings to fly.

Iron stab had to bite his lips hard under his mask. The pain that came with the flowing of blood brought him back to his senses. A good amount of the fear had disappeared with the jolt of pain.

He frowned. Since it had come to this, then there was no need to hide anymore, "Everybody! KILL HIM!!!"

He gave the order to kill. This order was for all those hiding and those that were not.

Even though the assassins had clearly seen their strong commander take a step back in fear, they had no choice. Assassins were very strict with hierarchy and command.

They followed all orders even if it meant death. This was their code. A code that was already engraved in their souls.

This time around, Chiron closed his eyes.

In his life, he had never so welcomed the feeling of death.

It made his veins crawl with excitement. His heart raced in his chest. Every beat was harder and louder than the last.

His bloody fingers held devil's touch tighter.

And his muscles tensed up in anticipation of this hunt.

Never! Never before had he felt so one with life and yet with death.

In his former life, there were times he dabbled with drugs but never had he felt so high and above the world.

Truly! this was the most addictive feeling he had ever experienced. His lungs felt so choked with adoration that he was nearly moved to tears.

At this moment, he appreciated life so much, but at the same time was very grateful for death.

In this state he remained as the daggers from all angles inched towards him like the inviting bony fingers of death's mistress. Some from below. Some from the sides.

There was even one that came from above.

The daggers all closed their distances to him. Yet, Chiron did not move.

In Iron stab's eyes, it was already over. There was no way that this boy could defend against so many attacks from all angles. As far as he was concerned, the only option Chiron had was to die.

Yes! that was it. Death was the only escape for this child.

Even as the Daggers drew closer, Chiron remained in his position. Just when the first dagger was about to pierce his skin, his voice went out in a low tone, "Devil's touch! you can have some more."

This was the second time he was feeding Devils''s touch with his aura, and the sword was ever greedy in its thirst.

This time around, Chiron's Aura dropped to a dangerous low in his Dantain and the cracks that appeared to have healed opened up again.

*Boom!*

A strong dark aura burst out of his body in all directions.

Devil's touch literally split itself into multiple smaller parts and they all shot for all the men like bullets leaving the barrel of a machine gun.

A substantial PAUSE and heavy SILENCE, and then came the loud...

*DUD!*

Like candy from a wounded Piñata, they all dropped to the ground. All of them fell in such synchrony that it might as well have been the sudden end of an orchestra's performance.

The only difference was that there was no sudden applause to appreciate his performance.

Iron stab watched with wide eyes.

"Impossible! That is impossible!! How did you...?" he paused. How could he not have noticed? He had been to indeed many clans, and he had seen a lot of things.

At one time in his life, he was fortunate enough to see a user of such energy at work. Although the person was only a traveller. It had reminded him that the world was far bigger than what his eyes had seen.

Back then, the person had done incredible things that ordinary human beings could not do. Yet, he did not sense even a bit of spiritual energy from the person.

"I know what power you are using," Iron stab pointed a shaky finger at him, "Its... Its... Aura. Yes! its AURA! you have aura." Even Iron stab could not believe what he had just said but that was the only plausible conclusion he could arrive at.

Chiron took a step and then another towards the last man standing. This time around, Iron stab's senses had numbed and he was too scared to move. In fact, if he were to take a step back, he would definitely fall to the ground in fear.

It was better he stood. After all, he was a man and was significantly taller than Chiron. His height could help put some pressure on Chiron, and maybe, just maybe this child of death would decide to go away.

However, in the face of power, a man's mind could sometimes deceive him to his own detriment.

"So you know my power. I'm impressed. You must have seen a part of the world that others have not been privileged to see. After all, Aura users are many, many miles away from us. In fact, they are on the other side of the continent."

Chiron looked at the man and gave a smile so wide and so innocent that it would have definitely been believably charming under different circumstances.

But right now, Chiron was covered in so much blood that it leaked from his garments. It was as if he had been under the rain. His hair and body were wet in it.

And then he suddenly frowned.

He grabbed Iron stab by his shirt and pulled him closer to his height.

Chiron had not even pulled with much effort but fear had already embraced his lower body. Iron stab fell to his knees instantly.

Chiron stretched his hand and Devil's touch was like water as it flowed out of the bodies of the people it had killed and flowed towards Chiron's body.

It snaked its way like an affectionate lover from his feet, circling his legs to get to his stretched-out hand.

Iron stab's eyes had followed every movement the sword had made all the way to Chiron's hand.

He swallowed hard.

"Who sent...?"

"It was Leongu!" Iron stab snitched immediately before Chiron had even finished questioning him.

"Please, I'll tell you anything. Anything you want to know. Just spare my dog-life." Iron stab pleaded shamelessly.

So much for the Assassin code.

When it came to life and death, values could sometimes become as valuable as a harlot's dignity.

Besides, they was no one here. Who was he to hold so-called values for?

Chiron smiled at this, "Good! I give you my word. I won't kill you!"

Iron stab looked hard into Chiron's eyes. As a man of experience, he could tell that Chiron was not lying to him.

And so he summoned courage and spilled as much as he could.

If Chiron had even asked for where his mother hid her undies, he would have probably snitched.

Chiron got the answers to the question he needed.

Just as promised, he allowed Iron stab to go.

Iron stab could not believe it, but Chiron actually allowed him.

However, he had only taken a few steps forward when a blade suddenly went through his neck.

Chiron laughed lowly as facepalmed, "I'm really sorry about that. I promised not to touch you, but I never spoke for Devil's touch. This child is always hungry," he stroked Devil's touch as the part that had killed Iron stab flowed from the man's head and merged with the main body.

Chiron turned to leave, however, he noticed something was wrong.

He looked to the side of his waist. There was a small cut there.

"Shit! I was a bit careless."

He fell to the ground. These were assassin blades. There were laced with poison.

The only thing he could do before he passed out, was to send Devil's touch back into his storage and put all his newly acquired points for changing the Fate of these dead men into LUCK...