Ch.310 Tune of War

    In another part of the forest, there was a lake covered in lily pads and a bunch of blood-coloured flowers that glowed gently with essence. They were Grade 1 Magical Herbs that were only useful to beings in the 1st Realm of cultivation, so they weren’t very valuable to the general denizens of this place, but it was because of that that they could exist here relatively undisturbed.

    Relatively.

    There was nothing that they could do about the rain and hail that seemed insistent on battering them to pieces. The lake splashed turbulently and noisily. It was a slightly chaotic scene, but it carried a wild sort of charm that seemed enhanced by the total absence of sapient life forms.

    However, this absence did not persist for very long.

    Just a few ticks later, a lone male walked into the clearing. As was common amongst talented cultivators and especially those from species like the devils, he was very good looking. Seduction and appeal could be considered a form of assault that lowered the guard of anyone that was allosexual, and it was built into the Enlightened Form of many of the monster races. Devils weren’t exactly Monsters, but they had certainly inherited this nature.

    It was no different in this devil male, and in this case, he was actually a few steps above the norm.

    He had long black hair that flowed down his back with a few strands of red that glimmered even in the dark. He had hunter shaped eyes with irises that were a brilliant crimson. He had pale alabaster skin that were tattooed with the various red devil marks that were common to his race, with a rare couple that formed small streaks beneath his eyes. His height was around 190cm and his musculature was quintessential. Even the way he walked carried a masculine grace that made him seem ethereal.

    Objectively, he was perfect. But he was too perfect and it almost defeated the initial purpose of being attractive as a devil in the first place. It was easy to be attracted to this person. That remained of course. But under no circumstances would anyone be lowering their guard around this being.

    To put it into perspective, it was like comparing one abnormally giant star to the endless other ones in the night sky. Yes, the giant star was also a sight to behold. Even more so. But. That star was not normal, and there might be a deep meaning behind it.

    Those are actually thoughts that many people in this world used to have when they looked at the moon before the system appeared and answered most of their questions.

    It was a very vicious situation, but the allied Continents were winning. At least on the surface.

    Most of the extreme casualties that were caused by a giant gap in cultivation were because of the fact that the Creatures of Envy had brought beings in the 2nd and even 1st Realm. Naturally, even if there were a great number of them, they were dying in droves, flattening into nutrients that were gradually changing the colour of the landscape.

    However, they were doing their job. They were causing minute injuries, and more importantly, they were causing distractions. These distractions were taken advantage of and it resulted in wounds, mostly small, but sometimes big, and on rare occasions... even lethal.

    ...

    A huge black scaled Crocodile snapped his jaw on a strange one-eyed creature that had shot some sort of beam at his own left eye. It hadn’t hurt much but it had stung and more pressingly it had affected his vision. Anger and embarrassment made him react before he could think it through and his mouth closed around the tiny creature in an instant.

    With relish, he slowly clamped his powerful jaws around its fragile body and enjoyed the occasional sound of snapping bones and the emerging taste of fresh blood. The blood was poor in quality but that didn’t matter, what mattered was that the little thing-

    =INGIDA!= A shocked voice calling his name entered his mind. He immediately became alert and leapt backwards proactively, he wasn’t going to take his friend’s possible warning for granted.

    His Spirit Sense was currently fully extended in front of him and it would take a small while to switch it to 360 so he hoped with all his heart that the danger was within that scope.

    Luckily, he caught something at the edge of his vision, a hint of orange or red. Unluckily, by the time he identified what it was, it was already too late.

    Despair filled his heart.

    BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!