Chapter 11- Killing

After hearing the command from Vectre, the zanpukuto called Senbonzakura scattered into thousands of tiny sword fragments resembling that of a cherry blossom.

Leaving only the bronze sword hilt in Vectre’s hands.

“WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?” cried the red orc in shock, his face showing a look of disbelief.

“Die.” Said Vectre with a cold look. Vectre did not even utilised the full capacity of the sword petals as the sword handle in his hands stayed still. He merely with his thoughts, urge the petals to devour the red orc and shred him to bits.

Seeing the fear etched on the red orc’s face filled Vectre with wicked amusement and he let out a dark chuckle

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“Somehow seeing the fear of a dying monster such as yourself. Is terribly fun.” Called out Vectre to the petrified orc.

Dozens of sword fragments were heading towards his location but all he could is stand there. It was like a sword tsunami was coming for him. No matter how fast he ran, he would be over taken.

“NOOOOO!! I CAN’T DIE LIKE THIS!” cried the red orc as he howled in despair.

Mustering all his strength, he fired a gigantic fire ball on the oncoming surge of cherry blossoms. But upon making contact with the sword fragments, his giant ball of fire was shredded to pieces and dispersed by the blades of death heading towards him.

“BROTHER!! NOOO.” Cried out the other red orc.

“FIRE STORM!” the other orc cried. He aimed the spell he cast at Vectre. He knows that he’s brother was lost. As the elder brother all he can do now is send the killer in his grave with him.

The sword fragments hit the orc shredding his humongous body flesh by flesh. Vectre merely laugh loudly and he could see the blood splattering the ground and the trees.

There was nothing left but shredded piece of meat with dark red skin on the earthy floor. Complementing the flesh was the green blood left behind by the red orc.

At the same time the spell that the elder brother orc activated to try and kill Vectre was met by the orbiting sword fragments that was protecting him like a shield. The sword fragments shrugged off the spell ‘fire storm’ and Vectre came out unharmed.

“HOW? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” cried out the remaining orc in fear. Knowing he can’t defeat his opponent he ran back towards the encampment of his commander. He knew his only hope now would be to ask for reinforcement to take care of this guy.

His commander an ogre with great strength that could destroy mountains would surely able to take care of this dreadful child.

An ogre was usually in charge of group of twelve orcs. An ogre was bigger and stronger than orcs by a vast margin. Being the strongest, they also were treated well by the Goblin King and the abilities and the power ups they get were usually very good.

His chief was called Gamura the mountain ogre. For he received the earth enchantments from the Goblin King. Given command of the earth, strengthening his already terrifying physique and doubling his strength.

Vectre seeing the red orc running away. Only smiled and slowly followed the trail his leading him into.

Vectre doesn’t know why but he’s feeling extremely blood thirsty at the moment. Seeing his enemies fall under his feet and the fear they show moments before they die gives him so much pleasure.

“I’ve never felt anything like this before. This is exhilarating. HAHAHA” smiled Vectre. His eyes growing dark while following the terrified orc back to his base.

Suddenly Vectre remembered a passage from his previous life.

“It doesn’t matter if they’re killers, murderers, rapist or saints. Everyone is equal in death.”

“I wonder what my mother would say?” smiled Vectre. “It really doesn’t matter. This just feels too fucking good. Just wait you fucking orc, goblins or whatever you monster are. Storm is coming. And it’s going to be raining blood.”

The red orc didn’t dare to stop or look behind. For he was afraid the moment if he turn back, death would be staring him in the face. His soul was rattled and quivering, the orc has now realised that he has met the grim reaper himself and it’s in the form of terrifying eight year old child.

“I’m never going to have kids.” He cried in his heart. His giant legs never stop running as he willed himself to run faster. Every step he takes fills him with dread. Thoughts keep popping out of his mind. Like if this the last step he takes before those petals shreds him out of this world. But he held on a tiny bit of hope. The hope that he will be able to survive this ordeal.

Finally after what felt like forever, he can finally see the encampment and his fellow orcs guarding the wooden gates. One of them a goblin were in watch tower built to monitor the area for any humans, elves, etc.

“HEYYYYYYYY!!” he shouted, hoping to gain the attention of his comrades.

The goblin on the watch tower finally noticing the distressed orc and signalled to the orc guards and pointed at his direction.

Finally nearing the gates. The red orc cried out. “OPEN THE GATES!! HURRY!!”

Seeing the panicked look on the red orcs face the others were confuse but all their eyes turned serious as they looked past behind to see what he was running from.

“DOVAH! WHAT’S WRONG?” asked one of the orc guards.

“DEATH IS COMING!” replied Divah.

“HAHAH WHAT? IS THIS A JOKE.” Laughed another guard. The goblin joined in and snickered.

“DO I LOOK LIKE I’M JOKING TO YOU. MY BROTHER’S DEAD AND HE’S COMING. OH HE’S COMING. MAY THE GOBLIN KING HAS MERCY ON US ALL. WHERE’S THE CHIEF ?GET ME THE CHIEF.” Cried out the panicking red orc called Dovah.

The guards seeing the terrified look on their comrade stopped laughing, opened the gates and let the terrified red orc in.

The chief hearing the bellowing and the commotion outside came out from his dwelling and checked to see what the commotion was about. Chief Gamura could see a giant red orc called Dovah heading straight for him and he quickly kneeled on the ground, his face petrified as he reported that an enemy was coming. It has already killed his brother and its coming for them all.

“Hmm. What kind monster could have shaken this red orc so badly? We have faced many battles with the many stronger B rank monster in this forest in order to establish a position for our lord and saviour the Goblin King and none of us feared them or death for that matter.” Wondered the orc thoughtfully while looking down on the terrified orc. Pearls of cold sweat was pouring out of his face and the two fangs protruding upwards from his mouth was covered in dribble of saliva.