Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

The butcher let his anger consume him.

Immediately, his body started transforming too. His muscles that were already well-defined became even more prominent as they grew in size. His stature was increasing as well. But there was no muscle rupture or bone-breaking in his case. There was no epidermis falling off. His mana circuits and his mana core stayed stable too unlike the creatures of the wrath.

Eren realized at the time that he was under the influence of anger and mana of wrath. And yet he was still conscious and fully aware of his surroundings.

His unique constitution as a slime half-blood had made the transformation easy for him without losing any of his previous powers.

But the physical boost he had received because of his ability was even more unbelievable. He felt that he didn't need any spell to take care of someone of Claho's level anymore. He could do it with his physical prowess alone.

Eren decided to test the limits of his mental acuity to keep himself sane while voluntarily submitting to the feelings of anger. Now instead of growing even further than he already was, the transformation took a different turn.

Some otherworldly tribal tattoos started appearing over Eren's arms and limbs as more wrath mana was injected into his system. Eren was also experiencing his psych getting consumed by feelings of anger and destruction.

Just when he thought that he would lose himself in his anger, Eren stopped the process. Had it been the previous Eren, he would have been consumed by these feelings a long time ago. But the realization about himself and the path that he had gained had helped him not lose control over his anger.

Eren's stature had grown and his muscle definition had also increased. But his appearance didn't change much from his white-haired transformation.

But the tribal tattoos he had received under the effects of wrath mana were shining with red luminance. The tattoos were trying to spread all over his body. But Eren stopped their growth and only limited them to his limbs and some potion of his neck.

"Time to check things out!"

Eren said and approached the nearest team of five rankers who were battling with two creatures. The creatures screamed at the incoming Eren before stepping aside. It was as if they had suddenly realized who was the leader of their bunch under the umbrella of the red dome.

The creatures couldn't stay stable though. Or Eren didn't care enough to keep them stable under his control. Both the creatures insta combusted as soon as the butcher reached their place.

Eren had travelled a sufficient distance to come here. He was as fast as he used to be. But there was a difference. This time, this was his pure non-spell-influenced speed that he had achieved only through his physical prowess. As a result, he had left a trail of substantial depressions on the ground that seemed like spider webs.

"Spare us, oh"

A survivor ranker was punched in his face the next second before he could complete his plea. The raw power behind the punch was so strong that it had generated a gale that threw other rankers near him away from the target.

The ranker's head was no more. It had burst into so many tiny particles that they were swept away by the gale that had been created by Eren's punch. But soon Eren started feeling his muscles getting sore as his feelings of anger were increasing with each kill. So he decided to turn things down a notch.

'Hmm! I need to keep my emotions in check under the effects of the domain. The time for the experiments is over. Need to wrap things up.'

Eren thought to himself and used his mana sense to order the creatures of wrath under his influence to go kamikaze over their opponents. He also used his pure physical powers to take care of some of the rankers who were trying to play safe even now.

Just like that, the hunting game that Claho started was ended up by Eren in his way. When everyone was killed, Eren cancelled his ability and the red-tinted dome disappeared into thin air. The wound over his chest also started closing as soon as the disappearance of red mana took place.

Eren sighed as he realized the unpredictability of the ranker's life. He couldn't believe that his last days in the duchy of Lionhearts would be full of such surprises.

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Layla finally came out and observed the carnage that had happened all over the battlefield. Not a single corpse that had remained on the battlefield was in a normal condition.

Some rankers were resistant to the transformation caused by the red mana after all. Or the level of red mana they had been injected with wasn't enough for them to go through with the transformation. Either way, now Eren had bodies to take care of.

The entire battlefield screamed that it was Eren who had done this carnage. Even a newbie Ace historian would be able to find clues about him because of his dominant presence that had been etched onto the surroundings.

The red mana did help Eren in colluding his mana signatures. Plus his white-haired transformation couldn't be linked to the normal him. But his involvement in the crime scene was just too much even as his regular self.

"So what are you going to do about this mess?"

Layla asked as she aired herself with her palm as if to show she wasn't okay with the sight she was seeing. But Eren knew that this was just a show-off. The young witch was as heartless as him when it came to these things if not more.

"You tell me.

Personally, if I can't avoid it, I really don't mind being a cultist. But it would be troublesome for your master if I had to do all the things in the shadows."

Eren had resorted to blackmailing of course.