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Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 263: Too Crowded
Pablo made up his mind.
The Demon would die by his hands. No matter what.
But for now, the Demon had the upper hand and that hand was on Pablo’s neck.
"Where did he go?"
"Did he go for the King?"
"He will kill the King!"
Tank and the soldiers panicked.
The Demon suddenly vanished while playing tag (as he called it) and the only logical answer was that he went after the King.
But they all were proved wrong instantly.
"I am here."
Everyone heard the Demon’s voice and they all looked in the sky.
The Demon was hovering in the air and everyone could only look at him.
There were some people who could fly but they didn’t dare to share the same sky with the Demon.
They all stared at the Demon and soon they noticed something.
"Is that a person?"
"He is holding a man?"
"Who is it?"
The Demon held someone on his right hand and it wasn’t clearly visible who it was.
So, the Demon decided to give them a closer look.
"See for yourself."
He raised the man and threw it straight towards the ground.
THUMP!
The man landed like a rocket on the barren ground and everyone finally got a look at him.
"It’s the Detective."
"Pablo."
"Where was he?"
People recognized Pablo and they also wondered where he was.
"He was hiding behind the castle. I brought him here." The Demon answered, still hovering in the sky.
"Of course he was hiding. He is White ranked." Jamal spoke.
"It’s not about white rank. Anyone will hide if a Demon pops out." Boulder kind of defended Pablo.
Jamal ignored him as it was no time to argue.
Pablo laid on the ground, his eyes open.
Blood dripped from his mouth and he couldn’t get up.
"Bones. Broken. Heal." Pablo asked. He could only speak one word at a time. Even breathing hurts.
"Heal him. Someone. His brains might help us." Boulder pleaded.
"Do it." Tank commanded and a soldier came forward.
He was from the military and he sat on his knee.
He placed his hand on Pablo’s chest and did some things.
"His brains are useless. He is the one who awakened this fiend." Jamal barked.
"Then he will put it to sleep as well." Boulder replied and Jamal went silent again.
The soldier kept his hand on Pablo’s chest for a while and when the green light from his hand vanished, he stood up.
"He is fine now." He said and joined other soldiers.
"Get up, Pablo." Boulder said.
’Why is he nice with me?’
Pablo didn’t know why Boulder was taking his side. He defended Pablo a few times against Jamal’s barkings as well.
Nevertheless, Pablo felt his bones joining again as he slowly stood up.
Now he was also on the battlefield like others.
The Demon was still in the air though.
"So there are some healers among you as well." He said.
No one replied anything but the Demon’s next words forced them.
"I can’t allow that."
The Demon won’t allow healers?
"What? Why are you afraid of some healers? Leave them alone." Tank shouted. He was the only one who could talk with Demon other than Pablo of course.
"Actually, forget about the healers." The Demon changed his mind… for the worse. "All the soldiers should die. It’s too crowded."
The soldiers looked at their Commanders and leaders.
The Demon raised his sword towards the army.
"Tether," He said. "Kill all the soldiers."
The Demon’s sword vibrated violently and the Demon let it go.
"Run!"
The soldiers shouted and they left all their formation behind.
They ran blindly. They had no intention of dying.
Pablo watched the Demon’s sword dashing straight towards the soldiers and it was piercing them one by one.
It was passing through the bodies of the soldiers like paper.
’So his sword’s name is Tether. Sounds menacing.’
Pablo couldn’t care less about the soldiers and he couldn’t stop the sword as well.
Some soldiers tried to stop it but the sword just pierced through everything. It was unstoppable.
Pablo roamed his eyes around the battlefield and he stopped at the Abyssal Butchers.
’Only four now. One of them is dead. Fair enough.’
In just five minutes, all the soldiers both from the military and the King’s were dead.
’There was one man who was going to marry after this war was over. Too bad.’
Pablo remembered the man who promised his beloved that he would marry her if he came back alive.
’Nothing ever goes as planned.’
Pablo shook his head and paid attention to the Demon. That was the thing that mattered. Fuck the lovers.
"Now only the main people are here. Wait. I have missed the most important one. Just a moment."
The Demon vanished and in the blink of an eye, he was back in the sky again.
And he had one more person his hand on.
"Your highness!" Rower exclaimed.
The Demon got the King.
He held him by his collar.
"All of you are going to pay for what you did to that slum. I am here for that anyway." The Demon said.
The King said nothing and the Demon did the same thing which he did to Pablo.
THUMP!
He threw the king on the ground, just beside Pablo.
A hole was created and it was bigger than Pablo.
’He used more force on him.’
Pablo wasn’t thrown that hard. After all, only his few bones were broken but the King, well he kind of lost consciousness because of the throw.
"Your highness!"
Rower ran towards the King.
"Someone heal him!" The high duke shouted.
"All the healers are dead." Tank shared the news.
"Is he dead?" The Demon asked.
"No. He is alive. But he will die if he doesn’t get healed!" Rower yelled.
’Why is he so concerned about the King? Is it love or something?’
Rower was the only one who cried and yelled for the King’s well being. Everyone else wasn’t that worried.
"I can’t have him die yet. I didn’t even throw him that hard. I planned to toy with him."
The Demon shook his head and waved his hand.
"I will heal him for now."
The King glowed in red light and his body floated in the air.
After a few seconds, the light went away.
"It’s done."
The Demon said and the King landed back on the ground.
"He will live now." The Being said and slowly descended down.
Everyone stood around the King, barricading him and the Demon finally came down.
"Your King will surely live now but…"
The Demon walked towards the army of only a few men.
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"You all shall not."