Is this really a Game?!



"Damn, you actually kinda look better this way." Reign said as he looked at the demon whose face was battered thanks to the headbutts. Reign let go of the demon's hands, which had already lost strength in them before glancing to the side and observing the demon who was dodging and blocking his swords that Reign was controlling via sword aura.

One needed to concentrate on the swords in order to control them while they were flying, and after a lot of practice, Reign was able to do so.

Of course, they were still not that useful during a fight against a powerful enemy as Reign could rarely afford to split his attention like he had done now. The demons he was fighting were simply not that strong, and the one whose hands he had grabbed was injured, which allowed him to mostly focus on the one wielding the two scythes.

As Reign glanced to the side, the demon, who looked like he was about to pass out, moved. His eyes, which were previously dim and unfocused, regained their sharpness as he quickly stabbed at Reign, intending to kill the human who was successfully tricked by him.

The headbutts hurt, and they also made him almost faint a couple of times, but the demon persevered and acted as if the damage was much worse than it truly was, all so that Reign would drop his guard and allow him for one hit, one hit that could seriously injure or kill him.

Just as he moved, Reign pointed a finger at him while still looking at the other demon and his two swords. Mana was poured into the finger, and the demon immediately remembered what happened mere minutes ago, when his chest was penetrated by the lightning beam, so he quickly pulled back his daggers and got ready to block the beam, but only a small wisp of lightning came out of the finger, which didn't even strike him.

"Fooled ya." Reign said as he glanced over to the demon and stuck out his tongue to mock the demon who quickly realized that Reign fooled him completely. He never intended to use the lightning beam from before, he was just certain that the demon would go on the defense as the mere memory of the lightning beam penetrating his chest was enough to make him afraid.

The demon clenched his teeth as his eyes turned bloodshot.

He was furious.

He was a demon, one of the leaders of the Stalker Demons that were sent over here, he was supposed to bring back glory, as well as the heads of the humans after they successfully finished their mission, but what happened was the complete opposite that the proud tribe of assassins believed would have happened.

Their cloaking was somehow discovered.

They were attacked suddenly, which led to multiple demons dying, and he and the other two leaders, who were recognized as the strongest Tier IV demons of their tribe in this world, were kicked to the side by Reign.

As if that was not enough, Reign had ridiculed them multiple times as he fought against all three of them at first, before focusing on only two.

The smile he had on his face when he placed his finger on his chest was still fresh in his memory.

The pain he felt as the lightning beam blasted through his chest was still present.

And now, his hands were grabbed, his face battered by headbutts while his comrade was forced to fight off flying swords.

Reign then further ridiculed him by tricking him with his finger and even stuck his tongue out. It was as if the human in front of him was not even regarding him and the other demon as worthy opponents.

He even told the other human that he didn't need help, but wanted him present so that their third comrade, the one who had the device, wouldn't have a chance to run away.

"Ohhh, getting angry now?" Reign asked the demon as he suddenly summoned his swords back. The other demon, who was also enraged that Reign wouldn't even fight him himself and somehow controlled his swords from afar, charged at Reign immediately.

Both of the demons were now angry, they wanted nothing else but to rip apart the arrogant human in front of them.

The mission wasn't important anymore, they had already failed, that much was certain as almost half of their men had already died while the humans suffered no casualties so far.

The party of forty was almost all that the leader of the Stalker Demons had sent to help out the other demons in this region, and yet they had failed and were about to be annihilated.

They remembered how they were arrogant when they arrived here, not placing the other demons at the same rank, except the Ethereon Demons, who were truly annoying to be dealt with.

Upon hearing how two groups had gone missing, one of them being a group of Ethereon Demons, they thought nothing much of it. Two groups wouldn't be able to go up against all the Tier IV humans present, and everybody firmly believed that the region of Lumon had sent them all out together with some backup.

None of them knew that it was Reign who defeated almost all of the demons, but they were right about the region sending one large group right now.

They even arrogantly told them to wait for them as they would bring back the heads of all the humans and that they didn't need any help.

And now, they were face to face with a human they had never seen before, one that was much more powerful than any they had ever faced in the past.

Still, their anger made them stop thinking rationally. As assassins, they were supposed to be calm and collected and figure out the best way to go up against their enemy, not just charge head-on and do their best to overpower their target.

That was the only shortcoming of the Stalker Demons.

They were prone to fits of anger that would cloud their judgment.

As the two arrived, one in front of Reign and the other to his left, they both attacked him at the same time, which only made him chuckle as he jumped back, forcing the two to clash against each other for an instant before pulling their weapons back.

"Seriously, are you two some amateurs, you almost hit each other." Reign said as he shook his head.

"You know when I first saw your group, I thought you might be troublesome to be dealt with that ability of yours, but now I know that I was overthinking things, you guys are way too easy."

"You damned human, I will rip you to shreds!" The scythe-wielding demon said in anger as he charged at Reign who smirked at him.

"You?"

"You're far too weak to do something like that." Reign suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the demon before slashing down with his swords with lightning speed.

The demon barely managed to use his scythes to block the attack and was forced to fall to his knees.

"This is much better," Reign said softly as he glared at the demon who was on his knees. He suddenly smirked again as he opened his mouth, "Know your place."

Reign suddenly stopped the attack and lifted his swords up before suddenly kicking the demon. His leg was infused with his lightning, and all that the other demon, who had jumped in order to attack Reign could see, was a blur as the kick struck the demon's head from the side and sent him flying.

"Trash."

Reign then looked up and opened his mouth. The demon's expression changed as he crossed his daggers over in time for them to be struck by the [ Lightning roar ] and sent flying.

Both of the demon's got up from the ground with some difficulty. Their legs were shaking slightly as they stared at Reign with fear in their eyes. Their anger was mostly gone, the previous clash showed them just how large of a disparity existed between their strength and Reign's.

"What is it, you two already quitting?"

"Is your entire tribe like this, I should probably go and pay them a visit, I would be able to single-handedly decimate you all if every single one of you is as weak and scared as you two are." 

Reign's comment made both of them widen their eyes in anger and charge at him again, which made Reign smirk. He knew just how prideful demons were.

To them, humans were nothing else but cattle, they believed themselves to be above all other races, no matter how powerful they might be.

Dragons were trash.

Humans were trash.

Elves were trash.

Almost all other races, in the eyes of demons, were prey for them, nothing else.

That was why Reign was acting like a second-grade villain and was constantly mocking them. He knew they would lose their cool and attack him like wild animals, which would make the battle much easier for him.