With one of his knees kneeling on the floor and nose dripping with blood, "Who are you people? Are you from the assassin guild? What is your goal?" Rossbert asked while sending a sharp glare. Blood could also be seen in his mouth.

The demonized enemy indifferently looked at Rossbert. Upon hearing Rossbert's question, he snorted.

Heh-

"Don't lump us with those sloppy people in the guild. In this world, there is something that is above any power. But sad to say you're not allowed to know. Only the chosen ones are capable of knowing that. But if you insist on knowing despite my warning, you can only think of yourself as compensation after you die."

Rossbert narrowed his eyes and spat the blood out of his mouth.

"I see… I see that you're just a group of psychos!" Rossbert shouted and suddenly launched a sneak attack. But to his dismay, the enemy was still able to react well.

His punch hit nothing but air. Aside from that, the enemy was able to counter with a powerful kick, which hit directly on Rossbert's face. Rossbert once again knocked on the floor with a thud.

Guh!

His awakened power was starting to diminish. He could feel his strength starting to weaken. On the contrary, the enemy had become exceedingly stronger than him.

"What power are you saying? Aren't you just under a demon's possession?" Rossbert tried to get up as he asked.

Wiping the blood on his mouth using his arm, his eyes sneakily glancing left and right. But with the current disparity in their strength, Rossbert had close to no chance of escaping here. He knows it.

The only reason that he tried to prolong the fight by asking random questions was that he felt the enemy had no intention of killing him on the spot. If he wanted to kill him, he could have done that a long time ago.

Someone at Rossbert's level could eventually tell that the enemy was avoiding directly killing him, though he had no idea why the enemy did that.

But there must be a reason behind that for sure.

"Demon possession? Haha! Look at me. Do you think I am under a demon's possession?" Said the enemy.

True. Based on Rossbert's knowledge about Demon Possession is that anyone under it would become a mad killer. They would lose their minds. But the enemy in front could still converse like normal. Although his figure did change, he didn't look grotesque and disfigured but intimidating.

"So what's the reason you didn't kill me yet?" Rossbert thought it was the right time to ask that.

"Heh…" the enemy glared at him.

"That power of yours…"

"You mean the awakening ability?"

"So you called it the awakening? But that's not what you think it was," replied the enemy.

Rossbert frowned. "What do you mean?"

"That's the power of Hero's Bloodline."

"Hero's bloodline?" Although he heard about it, he didn't believe his power was the hero's bloodline. After all, he was just an orphan.

"Did you think that a bloodline of that value would just show up to anyone?" Rossbert added.

The enemy prompted a grin.

"You know too little about this world. If you want to know the whole truth and gain absolute power like mine, then come with us."

Judging by the enemy's reply, he seemed to be right with his speculation. The enemy didn't kill him yet because he had a goal and that is to recruit him. And it looked like his reason for doing that was the mysterious power in him.

"What is your group and what is your goal?" Rossbert asked.

"You're not allowed to know that unless you received your ritual."

Ritual?, Rossbert snorted.

"Thank you, but I have no intention of becoming a demon like you."

"Haha! You're just lucky because there's something important running through your veins that's why I'm giving you the chance to choose to live. But because of your answer, there's no helping it. You have to die."

After saying that, the enemy smirked. Then, a very strong suffocating pressure burst out from him.

What?!

Rossbert had a hard time looking straight at the enemy. He couldn't even stand up.

Suddenly, the enemy was in front of him with one of his hands raised with sharp nails growing on each of his fingers. With widened eyes, Rossbert glared at him.

"Now, die!"

Pulling down his sharp nails to end Rossbert's life, what greeted his attack was a great sense of danger.

He didn't go through with his plan to end Rossbert's life, instead, he quickly slammed his sharp claws into his side.

His hand generated a whip-like sound when he did that.

Swisss~

But it hit nothing, only air.

"What?" The enemy uttered in surprise. He was sure he felt a presence in that place. How come there's no one there? The enemy looked puzzled and looked around.

But what he noticed dumbfounded him even more. Rossbert disappeared in front of him.

Where did he go?, the enemy thought. It was impossible for him to escape his intimidation power unless Rossbert could negate it. But he didn't think Rossbert could do that because to do that, he should have an equal or above intimidation power to negate it.

Suddenly, he heard a surprised utterance.

"W-who are you?"

He glanced in the direction of the voice. In one corner of the room, he saw a dumbfounded Rossbert looking up at the figure beside him.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to identify who it might be. There was something weird about that newcomer. He believed the person was wearing a dark mask with a scary design. A mask with a long horizontal line of stitches that divides the upper and lower parts of the mask.

Regardless, that kind of mask could only scare children. If the reason for the mask was to scare him, then that is a big joke. Someone like him could never be scared by a mere mask.

"Who are you?" He asked the same question as Rossbert.

However, contrary to Rossbert's expression, he on the other hand was nonchalant.

The only question in his mind was whether the presence that suddenly appeared at his side earlier was from him. There is a big chance that it is him. But if it really came from him, how did he evade his attack when he didn't feel any strong energy from this person?

Without replying, the person in question slowly opened his eyes. After opening them, what greeted them were a pair of red agate pupils.

"Say… are you one of the members of that hidden cult?" He asked with his eyes looking straight at the demonized creature a few steps away from him.

The demonized leader frowned when he heard the word 'cult' from him.

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