18TH STAR CONSTELLATION: [ ̶H̶]ATE/BLACK SOUL [FOUR]

CHAPTER 22: DEMON BOSS

It's only been like 5 minutes since I left from where I started, and yet, about 2000 demons and demon dogs have already started attacking me.

Also, here is the exp of those demons:

Normal Demons: 850 exp

Demon Dogs: 500 exp

And here is my current stat since I started killing most of them.

[0==X==0]

Webwork User: "Sephas"

LVE: 67
HPO: 35,000/35,000

ATK: 800 (17)
DEF: 450 (0)

EXP: 1,350,002
NEX: 9,999,999

WEA: Gerber Mark II ||| XB-9000 ||| DS-15000
ARM: N/A

GOL: 0

KIC: 2177

ITM: Berries (1 pcs)

SPA:

Cold Blood - Human Killer: 4 times the exp when killing humans.

Hatred Aversion - Lacking Compassion: It can regenerate lost limbs, even if you're disintegrated on a subatomic level you'll still regenerate your form.

Prescience - Future Paradox: Can look into the future, about 5000 years into the future. It may change if the timeline is being tampered with.

Harpoon Maker - Aquatic Eradication: Materializes harpoon using SIGMA energy, therefore making it deadly and dangerous to anyone who touches it, even deities.

SIGMA Energy - Artificial Dynamism: An artificial energy that is only created using the SIGMA system which is only accessible by Sephas since SIGMA is Sephas and vice versa. It's also deadly to anyone who touches it, and it's even more dangerous than gamma radiation.

[0==X==0]

It is indeed a fact that I gotten stronger, but these demons are on par with me... well, in the past anyway.

My clothes haven't got stained by the blood of the demons that I have killed.

I wonder why?

Maybe these clothes have leveled up too, who knows.

"SKRIIIIIIIIIIII!!!"

Great, there's another 12 demon dogs that are trying to kill me again.

They instantly sprinted at me and tried to bite one of my limbs, but I was faster than them, maybe even faster than the Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird.

SCHRITK! SHUNK! FWOOSH! FWOOSH!

I dodge, and in return they attack me, at the same time, I counter attack them by either smashing their cranium onto a rock, stomping it with so much psi that it turns into an art, slicing them up using my Gerber Mark II knife, or just blowing their gray matter out using my XB-9000.

"Eat Fe, you damn canine creature!"

[A/N: FE MEANS IRON.]

With their last 3 brain cells out of their head, I continue walking this path... wherever this path is.

"HEHE, SO YOU ARE THE ONE WHO KILLED MY 2000 SOLDIERS, HUH?"