Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil-Novel

Something was amiss, Demonmir thought.

He realized that he did not have any control over Eren despite the latter's partial transformation into the creature of wrath. It was as if his Ability was useless against Eren.New chapters are published on (f)ir(e).nᴇt

But before the demon could explore the thought, the butcher attacked.

Blitz. Swoosh. Boom.

"Gmmmmm!"

Ottoman grunted when he felt intense stomach pain. He looked down to find a punch had landed on his solar plexus.

At the point of contact, Eren's hand was covered with red lightning. His entire body was coated in wrath mana.

Ottoman was shocked by how Eren could remain free of his control but also harness wrath mana. That too-- in such a way that he rivaled Demonmir in body stats.

Demonmir gritted his teeth and spun around. The air around him was charged with lightning mana. With his renewed momentum, he attacked Eren using his dual axes. He also harnessed wrath mana for himself, empowering his physical and elemental attacks with intent-based magic.

Another short duel round took place. Eren used Ken's skills to use his berserker class to his fullest.

He also coated his punches in his soul sense, which paired well with the wrath mana. He always knew Sin Series Abilities could be augmented using his soul sense. Intentions with emotions would allow for enhanced spiritual attacks with one's soul sense added to the mix.

However, only knowing the theory behind it was not enough. Eren had to figure out what worked best for him using his own experiments. He understood the basics of spiritual attacks thanks to Sage Nira. And thanks to Ivar Ironside, he had access to the Berserker class.

Eren had received all the necessary chips to use his multi-element compatibility at the graduation event. He was starting to experiment with his newly acquired powers to see which one worked best for him in certain situations.

Eren's berserk-powered spiritual attacks changed the landscape of his battlefield. He was a pain in the ass for Demonmir. His punches, when landed at the right time, cracked and fractured Demonmir's bones. As a result, Demonmir eventually had to defend himself.

'Fuck! There's definitely something wrong with this low-life. I can't let him continue.'

Demonmir cursed in his head as he tackled Eren's attacks. The butcher had started to wield his katars at this point– Diceros Left and Right. Instead of slashing like usual, the butcher used his punching daggers to punch. He also used his blades to defend against Demonmir's ax attacks.

Demonmir canceled Wrath Domain when he found out that he could not completely transform Eren into the creature of wrath. He also tried to create distance from Eren using his movement spell to take a breather and rethink his steps in dealing with his absurd opponent.

However, Eren was still not done with Demonmir. He retained the residual wrath mana inside him and used it for another explosive spell.

Contract Beast Spell: Partial Beast Transformation

Red Bull Rush

Eren used Ertaur uniquely with his Berserker class. A spectral shape of Ertaur was created around him before he used the beast's inherent spell. Having been hit by a powerful punch powered by the Red Bull Rush, Demonmir was thrown like a ragdoll with a jetpack in the air.

The force behind Eren's attack was so strong that Demonmir chopped his own tongue by biting hard at it. A bloody aerial trail marked his trajectory as he sprayed blood from the injured mouth.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!"

For the first time, Demonmir's henchmen saw him crying in pain and agony. This was the man who could look most Grandmaster rankers in the eye and deal with them as if they were equal to him. His individual prowess and political reach were deadly. Coupled with his status as a special ranker, he was an unstoppable force even though he was just a Master ranker.

As such, Ottoman's henchmen and the rest of the audience doubted their eyes and ears when they heard Demonmir scream. They saw him open his mouth and let his emotions get the better of him, his chopped tongue on full display.

Sadly for Demonmir or his admirer, his opponent wasn't kind enough to allow him a chance to vent his frustration. The butcher quickly closed in on Demonmir from a different angle.

Eren made his Katars disappear. He held two elemental manifestations in their place.

Red Solid Sparks.

The butcher also used residual wrath mana to manifest Solid Sparks. He then refined the spell manifestation using weapon intent. An intent to chop off Demonmir's limbs without using a weapon.

The Solid Sparks spell manifestations, which ideally should have detonated upon use, became a pair of sharp-edged weapons with weapon intent alone. In response to the intent, Solid Sparks developed unique runic patterns over them.

Bzzt. Swoosh. Chop.

"Aaaaaaa!"

Demonmir's open mouth released a mortifying scream when he lost his right arm in Eren's attack. It was as if Eren's intent clouded Demonmir's mind, compromising his responses across all fronts.

Bzzzzzzzzt!

A highly charged lightning storm was released with Demonmir at its epicenter. It ruptured Eren's skin again and caused him even greater injuries than before. He was forced to distance himself from Ottoman as a result.

Demonmir stopped screaming suddenly and looked at Eren with hatred. In an instant, he disappeared from his place and appeared at the battlefield's perimeter.

"My lord…"

One of Demonir's henchmen suddenly stared into his eyes. Before she could greet him properly, Demonmir placed his hand over her head and activated his demonic powers.

The lady ranker's body turned into a creature of wrath before bursting. In her place, a pure flame of wrath remained. He regenerated his lost limb and chopped his tongue after devouring the flame of wrath.

"That's it. No more mercy death for you, you lowlife. I will kill you. But before that, I'll fucking kill everyone you know."

Demonmir's eyes shone as he turned to Eren and looked at him. In the next moment, however, he approached the trio of rankers who had tried to rescue Eren from him.

His target was Nina, of course.