Malevolent Warlock: Sin Of Eternity

They were known as the unending swarm of the abyssal plains. The original inhabitants of that secret ground had been exterminated and turned into them, undying and ever so relentless.

Or so the world though.

Infact they were part of a treasure Morgrath had stolen from the Multiplying emperor, one of the human emperors close friends, hence the reason why Morgrath was sealed.

However, he didn't just seal him, he put him to work. Using the Multiplying emperors inheritance, Morgrath was turned into humanities hand of judgement.

Whenever anyone went against them, they would be deployed to overwhelm the force to their last man.

"I don't know who he is, but this is embarrassing" another one of the five fairly aged men commented looking at the sight below. Even now Leon was killing their men in mass.

Even if they could reform and join the battle it actually took a while for them to get here from the main treasure which was still in Morgraths domain. This couldn't be allowed to continue.

"Wait a minute, let Wang 14 handle it" touching the shoulder of his counter part, he pointed at a young man that looked quite similar to them right behind.

"Handle him" he barked

The young man nodded eyes blazing with excitement as he rushed into the group of fighters blow weaving through them in a split second aiming for Leon's side—

He was the top assassins in this swarm and always believed that all he needed was a chance to shine, this was what he needed.

—Boom!!

But even with his sneaky movements, Leon was still able to detect him and land a straight punch at his arm stopping him in his tracks.

The sonic boom from the attack sent the majority of Swarm backwards as they tried to stabilize themselves firmly.

"Die!!" Leon didn't wait for them to get back on their feet before letting out a flurry of punches impude with soul might.

Every strike shook him to his very soul like a bolt of lightening had been sent through it. Gritting his teeth, he pulled himself together and tried responding….

Unfortunately, he did so with at least have of his might already surpressed from that previous flurry.

Before he knew it, the exchange switched in Leon's favor as he pummeled him into the ground.

"12, you're next!!"

Watching Leon defeat his opponent, the main commanded sending another one of his top talents over.

One way or the other, they needed to take this kid down.

But the more people they sent, the more Leon put down.

They were clearly in vastly different classes

"Soul attacks don't seem to work…even my negative energy can't corrode these bastards" gritting his teeth Leon cursed.

He had been able to take down a sizeable portion of them down, but they still kept getting reinforced from behind, it became a fact that these people seemed to be unkilliable by normal means…however their replenishment speed seemed slower than before, wherever they were anchored at was definitely far away from here.

If he could take down enough of them in a short amount of time he could probably escape for good.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the only problem.

Right behind them was a group to peak level 4 great mages with their leader standing at the quasi-transcendent stage.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now that he did? His hard sank to the bottom of his chest.

How was he going to escape this?

…

"He's a good fighter I'll tell you that….maybe even better than that child of god fellow…" one of the older men from behind commented feeling a bit out of place.

Ni'an was a Prophesied destroyer, a being whom the temple of god believed would bring about their supremacy over the entire central continent. Comparing Leon to him was a bit far fetched.

"No no, that guy is very much different…this one can be killed" the leader dismissed.

Prophecies were a very tricky thing in the central continent, they were contingent of certain events and happenings. For example, there was a prophecy about a being called Badorile that would destroy the world from thousands of years ago.

It was said that the beast would be born from the blood of a pure Coytle Dragon…so all the dragons of that kind were hunted down and killed by the order of the human emperor.

And that was that with that with the issue.

As for Ni'ans prophecy they tried to stop it by making sure he never made it to the central continent, but since he was already here they could only capture him.

Killing those directly linked to prophecies didn't really work most times. But capturing them? That was a good way to divert them.

But this kid here? There was nothing keeping him alive here, he would die like a dog.

"Let's not waste time with him any longer, the master is having a hard time" the leader of the troop said signalling to his men as they circled around Leon.

"Shit!! It's too soon" Leon cursed pulling out the grimoire on his waist and chanting.

"Kulkan Virah, Seven Death Seal Release"

On the ground of the surroundings, seven brightly colored inscriptions appeared pulsing with negative energy. Leon had used the time when fighting to accumulate negative energy from badurs gate, the death men and the grimoire to form this Fu Shu Spell.

Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!

A crescendo of explosions erupted taking dozens out at the same time and also conincedentlally creating a gust of smoke and dust allowing Leon to zoom through the covers.

He dashed away at a blinding speed. He had killed so many that it would take them at least an hour to regroup to their previous amount… that is if they kept standing there.

Plus he was able to create space with that last attack.

As he turned to face where he was running to..all of a sudden a hand appeared from out of nowhere and punched him directly in his mouth causing him to fly back and crash into a tree.

"No one escapes the Swarm" the figures eyes glowed with a beautiful luster as he hovered towards Leon slowly