The beasts of the Orrock species charged abnormally back at him too, their tails twisting in the air and the red glow in their chests immense, and their limbs bending almost at impossible angles. The beasts actually had no intelligence; they were more abnormal than being normal creatures. That was why they were ranked as the least in their species; they couldn't even detect their beast boss inside him, which made it even more obvious.
With a jump onto its shoulder, he stabbed the neck of the leading beast. The black flame touched the misfortune and spread across its whole body, making it cease to exist as it dared to rise against its master, the beast growling as it vanished into nothingness.
The school's system panel
[You have slaughtered a beast: Orrock]
Following the others, he cut one's leg with a forced slip.
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[You have slaughtered a beast: Orrock]
Moving ahead with a frightening speed, of course frightening compare to the speed of beasts, he cut one completely through the torso with the divine sword in his hand, shimmering with the black flames that swirled like smoke.
These beast-ranked creatures were not worth killing; he skipped past them and moved forward, and anyone who came in front vanished.
The Orrock beasts disappeared into the thin air of the fabric of reality one by one, as the Xorra's Inferna Noctis devoured them.
[You…]
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Then the bald creature with their small tentacles, and a large and empty eyes socket which had turned red stared at him with malicious intent, the distinct tentacles which emerged above its nose and was black in colour charged at him with the same level of speed as him.
If Ibaan would have been one second late in sidestepping he might have suffered a great loss, the tentacle piercing the air just by a hair breadth.
Ibaan eyes locked onto it, cutting it roughly—the black flames spread through the tentacles devouring the the Octod beast, however it screamed indifferently and like a disable, as if begging fir a mercy until it vanished to the void.
[You have slaughtered a beast: Octod]
Anyways, Ibaan's heart thumped faster, and his eyes widened as he realised the Xorra's Inferna Noctis flickered and lowered in extent, then flickered again with a huge surge, almost scaring him. Another red panel appeared, replacing his excitement and confidence with dread, regret, and a small trace of hopelessness.
[The Divine Sword has used the Xorra's Inferna Noctis almost indefinitely, hence draining its compatibility; the wielder will suffer a heavy blow along with the Divine Sword if used furthermore.]
The Xorra's Inferna Noctis flickered even higher than before. He was taken aback, and Ibaan's heart shivered, because if the black flames stayed any longer, he would be as good as nothing—he would cease to exist along with the Divine Sword.
He didn't know how to deactivate the black flame from the Divine Sword, so there was only one solution left for him: to give up on the Divine Sword for now.
He immediately dismissed the Divine Sword before anything could happen.
But there was a huge and great trouble: he had no weapon to fight with, and he couldn't fight barehanded with these creepy creatures.
However, he had a way—why not create weapons if he could?
He had little time. The misfortunes lunged at him—the Orrocks especially, since they could move freely without resistance, while the Octods slowly crawled with their tentacles.
As Ibaan imagined, he felt a strange feeling—something he couldn't name—controlling and supporting his weaving mind: a sword in his hands, with a wide, curved blade that glowed in deep red, almost like burning blood. Dark lines ran through its surface, heated from within. The blade connected to a guard shaped like a dragon's skull, with sharp, bone-like spikes jutting out in different directions. The handle looked like dark, rough scales, and the end of the hilt held another small claw-like spike.
And after a moment, the exact same sword appeared in his hand. It looked as if it were made more from a beast than steel.
This sword was very familiar, and at the same time, more neurons connected to the original pattern, making it even more original. The Memory of Utopians cleared a bit, though many parts still remained vague.
The Xorra was a dragon, and most of the Utopians were dragons so in a sense utopia was more of a dragons than vampires and normal humans.
As he tightened his grip on the sword, a dusky glow appeared on his face, and a dense shadow coiled out—smoke forming shape, darkness solidifying into matter. The mask [Saint of Dusk] materialized on his face, cold and almost weightless. It looked like blackened glass, veined with patterns like a serpent. A long black horn extended from the extreme upper left edge, and its eye sockets glowed amber.
His vision doubled, and the movement in his surroundings slowed by a double amount too.
One of the Orrock misfortunes attacked him with its twisting tail, which moved a bit faster even though everything had been slowed down—not in reality, just him being able to see things with the help of the [Saint of Dusk] vision.
Ibaan twisted his torso, bending backward and letting the tail pierce the air.
With a slight growl, Ibaan swung the newly made Utopian sword, cutting the tail in half.
However it started re-generating.
'As expected.'
He had overlooked the red glowing in the chest of the orrock abomination, even their boss creepy orrock had the red glowing in the chest, it didn't come in his mind but in the real world there were definitely beast, monsters and even demons, of course of different kind and everyone had their beast core, monster cores and demon cores which once got destroyed, the respective misfortune will also die.
And he thought that this red glowing in the chest of orrock would definitely be it's core, once destroyed maybe he would awaken slaughtering skill.
Slaughtering skill or killing skill, whatever, was a skill that everyone awakened after killing someone but more specifically a misfortune or an abomination, by destroying a core of a abomination they would awaken the skill which would help them get a particular thing and core absorbing skill, after killing the other party. Likewise he remembered through Original Ibaan's memory, Selpe had a skill of consuming all the mark energy of the other party's respective mark which helped her using someone else's mark's energy powers, though one awakened this skill after the apprentice branch after destroying the core of the misfortune but he thought he might awaken it.