In an instant, a black flash turned into teleportation. Dark Aidan instantly appeared before the first of the knights and with one movement easily threw his crossbow away.
- Blood! - Bared his teeth sharply, the wizard's fangs suddenly sharpened and lengthened. He growled like a beast and instantly appeared in front of the warrior, clutching his neck, ripping the arteries to shreds!
- Kkhkhkhkh ... - all that the knight could - it is heart-rending wheezing in horror!
As soon as his convulsions stopped, Aidan chuckled and threw the corpse aside, rubbing the blood over his pale face.
- Not bad ... - Turning around, the eyes of the wizard touched a dozen more warriors, only now, each of them retreated in panic, unable to fight fear!
- Ready! - Suddenly the terrible voice of the captain thundered! His cold tone, like an ax, cut off all the chains of terror that bound the hearts of the soldiers. A warrior in black armor stepped forward and raised his huge black blade, turning the point towards Aidan:
- Devil spawn, I will cut off your filthy head!
- You? - the dark magician looked at so much impudent person with contempt, and then yawned:
- And what do I have to deal with? Ridiculous ...
- Surround! Formation! - shouted the commander, and then looked away and shouted:
- Emar, your mother! Don't you dare hide, use magic!
Suddenly, the black knight sharply increased in size and his blade caught fire, and a red horned helmet appeared on his head. He took a step forward and the ground rumbled!
`` First Commander of the Thirteenth Black Flame Division, Er ...
Here are just words, proud and filled with unbending will, just stuck in his throat. The world suddenly plunged into endless horror again ...
The silence of the grave swept over the lost souls. "H-how ..." The commander croaked his last words in disbelief, and then slowly dropped to his knees. All his proud appearance, summoned by magic armor, every detail of his power, turned to nothing ...
He never understood the reason for his fall. His eyes began to fade, and his torso, with a bright bloody fountain, simply split into two halves.
One man was cut in two!
Slowly, as if in a temporary anomaly, the internal organs of the commander collapsed in pieces along with blood. This sound was intertwined with the grave whispers of the dead. The sound of the falling flesh of their strongest warrior became a true despair for every survivor.
And again, as if all this horror was not enough, that frightening cold voice was heard. The former contempt, completely undisguised in him, only intensified, rumbling behind the backs of the entire detachment:
- Thirteenth Division, huh? Hmm, so there are others ... Good sacrifice! - the huge halberd turned to smoke, and then Aidan simply put his finger forward.
"No need to be afraid, for me you have been dead for a long time ..." his sinister laughter crushed their souls before the world plunged into a bloody demonic feast.
The moment everything plunged into darkness, the magic of death reigned over life ...
*
Some time later, among the scraps of torn bodies, organs and limbs, a dark magician, covered with a concentrated black haze, bent over the body of an old man. The eyes on the dead man's severed head expressed endless horror. Before his death, he lost his legs, and then, in response to his attempt to defend himself with fire magic, he simply lost his head. An unenviable death ... But, the dark magician did not care! Aidan loomed over the man and tore out his despairing eyes in disdain! With a disgusting chomping sound, two small bloody balls appeared in his hands, and then he grumbled with displeasure:
- Weak, I thought at least you would entertain me ... Among this filth, there were no Dragon Slayers, useless geeks! Kicking the gutted corpse with force, Aidan spat:
- Poor slaves! Where are your strongest people ?! - turning a look full of hatred to the side, he growled even more furiously:
- How dare you die so quickly ?!
He was filled with genuine disappointment!
He was really angry at their pitiful nature. They not only could not withstand the battle with him, but also began to urinate in their pants and lose consciousness. When he gutted them all and gathered them together, only then did he think about looking for worthy opponents. As a result, now there is no one to even ask the way to the nearest city! - I hate! Bitch dogs!
A huge mountain of their scraps of flesh appeared before Aidan, they still continued to emit a terrifying blood stench, but this did not stop him from contemplating his works. Perhaps this was the only thing that made him happy!
Severed fingers, pieces of organs and pools of blood covered the ground everywhere. He just slaughtered everyone indiscriminately and threw them on this meat altar!
Now the magician was noticeably different from himself in the past, after receiving the second portion of knowledge from the grimoire, he behaved a little more restrained and acted more deliberately. Of course, he retained the same temper and arrogance. Even now, he was willing to take the risk and rush into battle with a terrible enemy like Zeref, for the sake of his own evolution. At the moment of possible development, he could again lose control and turn into a wild beast.
- Apparently, this damn portal threw me into the past, as this bitchy witch said.
Continuing to scratch his chin with bloody fingers, he still growled:
"In the cart, he consumed the Dragon Slayers' energy. Hmpf! At least this sissy was enough for something ... This squad of worms somehow managed to finish off these Assassins, but in the end they turned out to be no stronger than that bunch of Fairy Tail weaklings. As soon as I get to them, I'll finish them off too ... I can't wait for my pitiful sensitive side to burst into tears and discard useless attempts to save something. Then I can finally drop all this abomination! - Grimacing, Aidan snorted.
- Again ... Khhh! I can't stay in this form for a long time ... Why don't you want to become stronger ?! - he shouted at himself, at that part of himself that again and again tried to resist the influence of magic. He absolutely did not understand why this was necessary ?! What is the point of running away from strength and power in order to get bogged down in the filthy life of mortals ?!
- Weak ... I can not believe that you, it's me, a pitiful coward! Ha! Do not think that I will just retreat now, it's all for my sake! - with an ominous laugh, the dark magician stretched out his hand and sharply drove sharp claws into the chest, and then stretched out his hand to the mountain of dead organs:
- A pathetic brat, you will be useful in an emergency! - all limbs, flesh and blood suddenly trembled, and then a gray glowing magic circle appeared over the pile of meat.
"I call upon mortal flesh to become one! Seal the transformation of the entity! - Aidan's creepy voice became even more terrifying! It seemed as if the hellish gates had opened above the ground and this terrible raspy voice belonged to monsters on the other side of evil!
The magic circle descended abruptly towards the meat heap, and then at the behest of the caster, each limb and organ simply began to fuse together!
Aidan had an amazing picture of soaring bloody streams, which afterwards simply combined into a common bloody mess!
The sight of pieces of flesh chomping and merging together was the most disgusting, so vile that even the Moon could not endure such sickening sounds and simply cut off the connection with Aidan.
The dark magician was not going to stay away any longer, now, using all his dark power, he was prepared to become even more powerful!
Chuckling viciously, he snorted.
- Even if you need to eat this insignificant dirt, I will do everything to stay so forever! - he understood very well how much the use of the Supreme Absorption would affect him. As soon as he does this, all the negative energy accumulated in this flesh and blood will flow into his body, and it will also happen with other types of energy. Remaining ether, vitality, particles of souls and memories. If you devour all this at once, anything can happen, but as the most reasonable option, he will be able to extend his appeal and continue to kill indefinitely! Moreover, the more power - the more terrible and powerful he will become!
But, as always, in pursuit of the opportunity to remain in his form and in pursuit of strength, he again ignored instincts and repeated his own voice of reason deep in his soul ...
Bursting into insane laughter, the magician himself basically understood that his current appearance was not the best way out and not the path that should be followed.. He was too crazy, too impulsive and arrogant, and that's why he considered himself the best at everything! Without a doubt, he completed the spell!