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He couldn't believe his eyes for a moment! He knew that that energy wasn't something to be taken lightly, but he still didn't expect such a thing.

It was beyond everything he had imagined, after all in one thought, he had just destroyed the hand of a powerful Master to whom he couldn't even see his level. ​​

Just thinking about it made him really excited about what the future held for him. But first things first, he had to deal with the duo in front of him.

They were still running around with one of them dodging all the crazy attacks of the others with the only wish of survival.

Master Miura was still acting like a wild beast, attacking Master Ito without even caring about his life, he wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

His animalistic instincts were roaring at him, that if he didn't kill this guy and the others soon then he would be worse than a dead man.

For that reason, his attacks were becoming more and more savage, and uncaring. He had to kill this man as quickly as possible, there was one more he had to definitely kill.

In front of all these attacks, it was practically impossible for Master Ito to escape unscathed, as he was unrecognizable at the moment.

His clothes were tattered, one of his arms was missing, and he was bloody all over his body. He looked like some kind of zombie or walking dead at this moment.

According to Eric's calculations, he would be dead in less than 10 seconds in this continued, which he couldn't allow to happen, since Master Ito was his would-be slave.

With these thoughts in mind, Eric just concentrated on Master Miura, as he tried to use his death laws at the bottom of his legs, his target was clear, his leg tendons.

Even though he tried his utmost to concentrate and only direct the energy towards his tendons, he couldn't, it was way too difficult.

He could only manage to send it towards Master Miura's legs, as they started withering slowly, and disappear.

The weirdest thing about all this was that it seemed like the person affected didn't feel any kind of pain, and not even notice it when it happened.

It was truly terrifying, just imagine if one day he could control that energy so good that he would be able to deteriorate the heart of a person without touching his body.

That person would surely die without knowing how he died. He would be able to kill any expert in front of him with only one thought, wasn't this something way too powerful?

While this made him afraid of his own power for a moment, at the same time he was extremely happy at the prospect of his future.

This time he would surely go and become a part of that Immortal World while growing to be the strongest and most powerful they had ever seen.

At the same time, he felt some kind of duty to take care of all the incomplete desires and acts of revenge his benefactor had left behind in this World.

That guy had handed him over his treasure, a divine artifact, and also another chance at his life, he was surely indebted to him.

He couldn't bring him back to life, but at least he could help him take care of all the incomplete business and enemies he had left behind.

Not to mention that now those guys were his enemies too because they were after his divine artifact, his future, and his life. Surely he wasn't some weak persimmon to give up and hand over his life.

Placing these thoughts in the back of his mind, he saw the wild beast Master Miura, trip and fall on the ground, as his feet had almost totally disappeared.

He had been unable to understand how or why it happened, but his feet were lost, and he couldn't get up and stand at that moment.

Just like a lunatic beast he started to scowl, and howl with all it could, as his bloodshot eyes, and bloody hands looked at the back of Master Ito, who was still trying to create distance between them.

Of course, Eric wouldn't allow Master Ito to escape, as he immediately followed behind him, and with a simple cut with the back of his hand he knocked him out.

In the meantime, Master Miura had turned into a really wild beast, that didn't care of anything anymore as it wanted to kill its hunters before its death.

Too bad that he didn't seem able to do such a thing since his strength was leaving his body even faster than he thought.

It looked like since he hadn't restrained the needle's poison, and also fought like a wild beast, the poison had spread faster, and was acting faster.

There was nothing he could do, as he felt his body grow weaker, even though he was extremely unwilling, he wanted to use his hands and teeth to slide, and reach to kill Eric.

But in the middle of his way, he was completely turned off. Eric had thought of killing him earlier, but seeing him like this, unable to move he thought that he still could have his uses.

With this thought in mind, he left him alive, as he gave confirmation to his system to collect all the dead energies, in his surroundings.

In this way not only did he collect a massive amount of death energy and increased his chances of learning more about the Death Laws, but he also made the bodies disappear without a trace.

He was sure that the police would come knocking on his door really soon, and if they found any kind of evidence then those dissatisfied people in the shadows would pounce on it like wild tigers.

They would use the government, and the police to make sure he didn't have any leeway to escape. And even the Dark Hall wouldn't go against the government.

As long as they didn't find any kind of evidence though, he was sure that they wouldn't do anything rash, as they didn't have the guts to come out in the light.

He could also use all this as a nice qualification in his resume to make a contract of protection with the government.

His idea was simple, the government would be able to use the services provided from the Dark Hall, inside the country and outside it.

They could also borrow people from him to accomplish different kinds of missions out there. His only requests were that they didn't bother his Dark Hall.

In a few moments, the whole graveyard surrounding him had totally tuned clean, and pristine, as there was no sign of a fight, besides the huge concentration of energy in this place.

While he wasn't much affected from the view, the same couldn't be said for the two ladies, and Shiro who were jaw dropped on the ground.

They couldn't believe their eyes, it looked like that entire massacre that happened here just a while ago had completely been some kind of weird nightmare they had.

For a moment they truly doubted their eyes and everything around them. They couldn't help but pinch themselves, until they were bruised to make sure they weren't dreaming.

Eric could understand their state, as he let them process what happened for a few moments.

"Now that you have seen all this, and know that my path isn't one of a saint or hero, you will have a decision to make.

Either follow me, and obey in every word I say, or you can simply stay beside me for some time, and wait for me to give you your freedom, and live a life of your own.

Of course, your previous life is no longer possible, but you will have your own life!"

Pausing a moment to let them digest his words, Eric looked at their expressions and continued.

"Before making a decision let me tell you this though, this world is restless, and really soon it will turn into some kind of chaos, and doomsday.

I don't care whether you believe me or not, I will give you three days to make your choice."

Those words were only for the two ladies as he didn't give a damn about Shiro's opinion, or decision, he was forced to stay by his side until he died.

After saying all that, he turned to Shiro, who had been able to recompose himself a bit at this moment, and said, bring Master Miura, Master Ito, and that trash to my private box.

With those words said, he turned around and made towards the restaurant, and his private box, with the two ladies following behind him with complex thoughts and expressions.

Right now they didn't know what to think, and what to make of tonight's happenings, everything still felt like a dream to them.

On the other hand, Eric was concentrated on other thoughts, as he took a look at the Exp and SP points he had farmed tonight.

He had killed 200 people during the earlier fight, and together with that group he had killed earlier behind the restaurant, and the traitors, he had killed a total of 223 people.

From the massacre of these 223 people, he had been able to gain 30302 Exp and SP points. He had already enough Exp points to surpass level 30, but he couldn't since his vessel wasn't strong enough.

He had to work a lot on his fitness, and turn once again to that terrifying pain of the Body tempering liquids.

The problem with that was that his body didn't seem to be affected by the Low quality anymore. He needed to start using Medium at the least, which he could only buy from his system.

But he was happy, because the amount of SP he had was more than enough at the moment, not to mention that Kirigaya was adding points in his account all the time.

Now he could buy the formulae and the skills, and finally, be able to start his foundation. His Dark Hall wouldn't be an inexistent organization anymore…