Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 628  Who The Hell Are You All?

Obediah Vice—The military official who was there during the extermination of the first horseman— was now becoming a force to be reckoned with within the academy. With a nod from Dorian, he sprung into action, moving with the fluidity and precision of a seasoned warrior.

And the next thing several creatures knew, they were flying in the air, cut into half by the massive Scythe in Obediah's hands. Grahhh!!!~

The creatures graveled in agony, as they found that it was taking too long for any cut-away parts to reconnect. What's going on?

How can it be this way? Dammit! Despite having their upper halves divided from their lower bottoms, they found that they could still control their severed parts. So why must they wait to be joint together before attacking? Get Him!!

Grahhhh~

Their faces stretched in masks of fury, allowing their bodies to stretch and grow even more serious than they already were. F***! Clem Shi and several others watching, subconsciously placed their hands on their eyes, too scared to watch what was going to happen to poor Obediah. 1 man against 10s of monsters… Mommy… Their tremors had increased again, and their sobbing went out for the soon-to-be man who would be squashed like a bug. Several people hunched and flinched back, waiting for a particular cry to ring out. However,... How come it wasn't the sound they were expecting to hear? 5 seconds ago, Obediah smirked arrogantly, before vanishing and repairing in the air. Then, he began to twirl, with his Scythe grasped by both palms. So strong! Everything happened in slow motion, as Obediah moved like Neo in the matrix, using a pole and twisting in the air elegantly to beat the many men in suit after him. What just happened? Several people removed their hands on their faces right at the moment when Obediah descended. As for his opponent's, be it their legs or even their upper halves, Obediah had stacked them all in one pile, body after body. Then, they watched him slowly take out a single coin. Ting~ n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

It echoed strangely when flicked, landing on the monster on top of the pile. Eh? What's this? These creatures found that no matter how they tried, they couldn't move at all. Why?.... Who could tell them what was going on here? (?0?)

.

Obediah wasn't the only one getting work done. One exorcist, a tall woman named Olara, summoned chains of fire that shot from the other end of her whip. She aimed at one of the 'big' guys, who was definitely stronger than several creatures combined.

 "Enough, with the foolish this, foolish that…" she spoke, her voice calm yet fierce. "You'll find we're not so easily intimidated." "Oh, really?" The creature also lengthened its claws, looking at the puny human before it in disgust. "Your first mistake was thinking you and I are equal."

Swish! It was no longer there, moving in a blur of motion. But Olara ducked and rolled, missing a tendril that viciously swept over her head. Too fast! 'If I had been a second slower, my head would have rolled just now….' "Hahahhahaha, foolish human, do you know the difference between you and I?" It stood on the other end, with tendrils dancing above its head from the back of its neck. It stood in a hunched position, with its massive grotesque body leaning forward in anticipation for its next move. "Yes," Olara nodded, secretly staring at its feet. "Yes, I do…" In a flash, the creature appeared, with its tendrils still moving chaotically. However, it soon noticed that the image it was attacking was just an afterimage of its true opponent! Where? "You asked me if I knew the difference between you and I…" Ara appeared above the creature, her entire face covered in a dark shadow, except for her eyes that glowed murderously. "And I said I do."

Slash!~

Its head dropped on the ground, bouncing a few times before stopping. "We're smarter than you…" Whoosh!

She tilted to the side, avoiding another attack from the headless body. "Better than you…"

Slash! "And have the most potential to survive, no matter the storm." Bam!

Its massive headless body fell to the ground after so many attacks from Olara. Olara smirked, kicking the head like a ball till it landed on its massive body. Then she too took out a coin, flickering it into the wind while breathing heavily. Don't mind as she made it look easy. The battle might have been short, but it consumed a lot of her energy when finding herself equally matched in stretched against that creature. Watch more, it was also faster than her. If it didn't give itself away with its feet, she wouldn't be able to predict its movements that easily. She knew it would eventually run towards her, but would it first choose to go around in circles, or choose to make a straight run for her instead? She had to calculate and prepare for every action it could take. It treated them like food, and somehow, she felt that even without the Grandmaster, humankind was not one to easily give in. It's true that they won't definitely lose in the end, but… they would be like annoying ants, fighting on the soles of a mighty elephant time and time again. .

What an odd species they were.

Humankind has survived through all sorts of disasters life can throw at them. A meteor shower that wiped out most of the word population, plagues, wars, floods… you name it. Humankind was the sort of annoying species that kept popping its head out through every disaster, with a survival will that could last till the end of the universe itself. It's not that humans will win against these creatures. But even though they'll lose, they would become annoying losers, the sort that could keep one's blood pressure high. Olara even felt that these underground creatures would one day develop human-diseases after they succeed in imprisoning humankind. Humans — That's just the sort of species they were. Oh well… She threw a pill in her mouth, before turning her attention to the weaker monsters now surrounding her. Bam! Bam! Bam! Swish! Three of the creature's shrieked in rage as they struggled against the bindings of the fiery chain. "Damn you, human!" "You think these can hold us down?"

Several creatures spat defiantly, lashing cursed till their mouths hurt. Olara tightened her grip on the chains, her eyes narrowing with determination. "They'll do more than hold you," she retorted.

Olara kept battling nonstop, alongside another exorcist who wielded a staff. He swung it with practiced ease, creating arcs of light that sliced through the air toward the demons encircling them.

"Leave them alone!!" the man commanded, striking down one demon after another.

It seemed that some of these demons were hastily trying to complete the ritual. They were actually trying to kill the Clem Shi and the other humans around them. "Damn your interference!" The demons retaliated with ferocity, their claws slashing through the air as they lunged at the exorcists. However, Marcus was relentless, his staff a blur of motion as he parried their attacks and countered with devastating force.

"Sit!" Bam! Several other them were forced to sit, by the coins Marcus threw their way. No fair! No fair! No fair! Wasn't this cheating? (-_-)

…

It was indeed a dance between shadow and light. Everyone moved through the battlefield like shadows, their movements graceful yet deadly. The onlookers had never seen anything like this. Since when did humans become this string? Who can tell them what was going on here? Magic?... Flying? All they saw were countless streaks of light dancing in the space, followed by the screams, cursed and arrogant talks from the enemy. Of course, these people weren't all that omnipotent. They also progressed in battle with injuries too. It seemed their injuries gave these creatures arrogance and hope. "You dare challenge us?" "Food like you can only get sliced up by me!" "Is that all you've got? Mm, puny humans?" "_" [The onlookers]

Why don't you stop talking and also look at the injuries you've amassed too? This was the case of a pot calling the kettle black. If anything, they were more injured than these people. So who gave them the arrogance to keep talking? Even those pinned down, taunted and mocked arrogantly. In their eyes, it was only a matter of time before their fellow demons won. However, their taunts soon turned to questions, when seeing how many of them kept piling up minute by minute. "Trash!"

…

All this happened in just under 10 minutes… 10 explosive minutes that left the onlookers in awe. And at this time, the baby who was earlier confident, now had a look that was worse than death. "Humans, who the hell are you?" The disciples said nothing, giving way for the Grandmaster who had been lazily leaving on a tree in the shadows all this time. Hey… many of them had long forgotten that he even existed at all. Very slowly, Dorian approached the scene with his hands deep in his pockets. "Now, I'm typically not the sort to come out for such a low level mission, I'm sure my disciples can handle." Din-din-din~

His footsteps were unhurried. "However, you–" He tilted his head towards the floating baby. "You unfortunately have something I've been looking for." The baby frowned. What? Could it possibly have that any human would ever be aware of?

"The Key!"