"WHAT JUST HAPPENED! I BLOCKED YOUR ATTACK! HOW ARE YOU HERE!? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE BURNI-"

*Sqrish*

"Shut up… Your annoying ass voice is making me lose what little humanity I have left..."

Moby spoke with a purple, deadly glint in his bloody purple eyes, a serious expression on his rapidly regenerating burnt, black and red face, blood flowing down from various scars, especially around his right eye that had completely exposed flesh, his face almost unrecognizable, his teeth clenched tightly as he delved his sword deeper and deeper into her brain, infusing his depleted demon energy into his sword as soon as it regenerated, his powers still being fueled by her emotions, his burnt armour in complete tatters, black burn marks and exposed flesh clearly able to be seen through the various holes.

"AHHHHH!"

She yelled her heart out as she felt the blade digging deeper and deeper into her brain, the burning pain of his energy unbearable, it felt unreal, unlike any pain she had ever experienced in her past. In her broken and torn mind, if hell had a feeling, it would be what she was experiencing right now, only somehow even worse.

Unlike the last time, there was absolutely no hope, no escape, even now, the damage was too critical. Despite all her efforts to heal her wound using her super regenerating white phoenix flames, it was not enough, the damage that was being dealt to her cells was far faster than she could ever dream of regenerating. And, the worst part was with a sword stuck in her brain, she was not even able to properly move her body, no chance to counter attack… The more she thought the bleaker her situation got, her mind spinning in a never-ending circle of madness, tears of blood falling down her face as she continued to scream like a crazy woman unable to accept reality.

"EIIYYYAHHHHHHHHH!"

She wanted to insult him, curse his name, talk about her lord, which even in a moment such as this was her top priority and the source of most of her pains and regrets. The pain that she had completely failed and disgraced him in such an idiotic manner and that she would never see him or be loved by him ever again, even in death...

Yet, despite her best efforts, she was not even able to speak coherent sentences, anything coming out of her mouth sounding more like the mad screeching of a banshee as it seemed like that part of her brain no longer functioned as her body turned numb and her vision continuously became more and more hazy and black, her blood-red eyes slowly turning gray, her screams seemingly never-ending, even until her last breath…

"Fucking die and perish in the deepest depths of hell… You're lucky this is all you're gonna get… A death so light and lenient is far more than you deserve... Filthy shalker…"

Moby's voice was dark, distant and otherworldly, nothing but hatred in his voice with an ominous aura of death surrounding him, making him look almost monstrous. Subconsciously, he was pinning all his pains and problems on Villanova, like she was the root of all his problems and all evil, seeing her shalker face unleashing some sort of primal instinct in his mind, the same race that had killed his parents, his hatred directed at her for that. despite him knowing that it was most likely not her who did the deed and that she for some reason, claimed to hate the shalker army as well… And, not to mention that she was the reason for Ray's torture, and what his sweet little Abby had turned into just now...

With zero remorse and pure hatred on his face, he sent one final burst of demon energy into his cracked blade, completely frying his opponent's brain, killing them on the spot…

(x8)

[ Sin Mode (lvl 2) ]

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Changes:

Power increase now slightly greater

Duration increase from 5 minutes to 15 minutes

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Emilia, or should he now say Villanova was finally dead…

Moby heavily panting, his serious expression still on his face, he stuck his sword out of her head that looked completely distraught and inhumane, her eyes filled with blood, her mouth wide open in the most painful, ugly expression he had ever witnessed, despite his rather extensive experience and the many tortured and hopeless faces he had seen in his past, he could not help but be revolted at her visage as he watched her dead, lifeless body drop down to the ground with an impressive thud filling his ears along with a massive dust cloud below, as he sheathed his sword, taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes.

Things were close… Too close for his own comfort… His teleportation skill had almost failed… It was not instant like he had first expected, it took many, many milliseconds for him to teleport, milliseconds that in his mind felt more like days or even weeks of waiting and burning in the infernal white flames… That was what he got for not practicing with his new ability and completing the trial, he was lucky enough to even be teleported to somewhere near where he had marked and that his faze skill worked as intended.

For seemingly the first time in his life, Moby felt extremely lucky, death was looming over his shoulder with every move, everything felt so uncertain yet he still prevailed in the end, not due to his strength, but due to his ingenuity, making him not help but chuckle mellowly at himself in between his very heavy breathing.

"Heh heh heh h---"

"AHHH!"

Suddenly, Moby's bloody, exposed eyes grew wide, his left hand grasping onto his heart that had suddenly lurched deep down in his chest and his right hand over his mouth as he threw up buckets of dark blood on the ground below, a nearly unbearable pain ravaging throughout his entire body all at once, taking away his breath as he began to struggle and tumble down to the ground himself, his vision growing hazy from all the pain that consumed his body all at once as he tried his best to breathe, his brain throbbing like it was ready to explode straight out of his head.

'F-fuck!'

Moby inwardly cursed as he looked down, only to see the blurry orange ground quickly becoming larger and larger.

He had completely forgotten and overlooked one thing… Now that Villanova was dead, he had no one to target with his sin mode, the previous immense power flowing through his veins from Villanova's emotions were now nowhere to be seen, his body's constant regeneration being the biggest problem of them all as his body reverted back to its original state, the pain of his now none regenerating body hitting him at full force all at once, like a building falling on top of him, only that same building kept on falling down on him over, and over, and over again, all of those buildings also on fire as the exposed, burning flesh and his charred skin's pain became far more apparent.

Yet, before he hit the ground, a massive fall that would have no doubt at least knocked him unconscious, something that he did not want to happen, especially since his family was still fighting away with their lives on the line… He needed to contact or reach them as soon as possible, announcing Emilia's death could be the end to all of their problems...

'Air steps!'

Using his air steps, which served almost like a triple jump, he managed to finally boost himself up and cancel the momentum of the fall, his impact now extremely light that he barely even felt it, his body completely on the ground, heavily panting…

"Ahhhh!"

He felt extremely heavy, he needed to move, and move quickly, things were not over yet until he confirmed the safety of everyone else in his family, gripping the rock underneath him with all his might as he tried his best to force his extremely injured body to stand up, extremely glad for his still fast and working demon regeneration because, without it, he was certain that he would not be able to even move a single muscle and be on the ground unconscious instead.

Tightly gripping his wounds, he managed to stand up correctly, now shifting his hazy vision towards the dead shalker in the distance, disgust once again welling up on his face as he limped towards her at his top speed, which was no faster than the sprint of an average human.

Tightly gripping his fists around his wound from seeing her dead, lifeless face, he tried to once again control his emotions, finding odd calmness when he focused on the look of absolute horror on her face.

Slowly lifting his right hand away from his wound, he sucked her entire body into the void of his inventory.

With a deep breath, for a split second, he closed his eyes, looking into his inventory to check one single thing, something that he knew meant the world to Avilia…

'It's there…' He inwardly mumbled to himself with his heavily fatigued yet serious mind, the contract paper now safely stored into his inventory as it was on her body just like she had promised him.

Immediately after that, He tried to open a mind link with his family members who were fighting a few kilometres away. He needed to inform them about Emilia's death as soon as he could.

Yet, just like moments before, no matter how many times he tried to contact them, nothing was working… His contact with them was completely cut, giving him a bad omen and flashbacks of the past, his eyes growing wide as he hoped from the bottom of his heart that they were all still alive and that this was simply part of HikariYami's ability like he had expected, which he thought was most likely the case.

Tightly gripping his fists, his resolve as strong as ever, he began limping in the direction of the other fight as fast as he could, which was not very fast to begin with… At this rate, it would take him almost an hour to reach them, and even with his demon regeneration, it would take him over an hour to heal his burnt, extremely injured body.

Even if he used every fibre of his being, he could simply not force his body to do something that was not possible, for many reasons, he could not simply 'suck it up' and endure the pain, he needed a way to heal, and fast.

When, suddenly, his eyes grew wide as he remembered the beasts that he had seen on the way to the battlefield. Immediately, he activated his energy sense, a move that took him no energy to use.

'There!'

To his luck, a few hundred meters away, with his blurry vision, he managed to pinpoint what seemed like a black animal in the distance, its head shaped almost like that of a Rhino, it's power level only 5000 which Moby did not mind at all, confident he could beat it even in his current state, feeling immense hope in his dark times.

Although he knew that Emilia gave the order for them not to kill his family so he could suffer by seeing them die in front of him. However, his heart and soul could not be at peace until he saw them with his very eyes...

'Avilia… Is it possible for you to repair my armour? I think I might have some extra materials in my inventory,'

There was a moment of silence before Avilia responded to his words.

'Sorry, I was just reading and taking a closer look at this paper from the book of resurrection, this thing is far different than I had first expected… And yes, I can repair it pretty quickly, it should not be a problem. Oh, and congrats on winning, part of me felt like you were going to be forced to use your trump card but you managed to pull through in the end,'

Moby nodded back at her words before responding,

'Good… Because I have a plan in mind and I need a clean set of armour for it to work because I have a bad feeling about what I am gonna see soon… Let's hope that killing Emilia snapped Abby back to her senses and now free of her mind control...'

Moby replied with a serious expression, limping as fast as possible towards the beast ahead, his movements slowly but surely getting faster the more he naturally healed.