Roar!
Boom!
The demon hound roared as it came across the zombie group.
It pounced on the zombies, uncaring of the danger, as it could smell the human scent among them.
Screech!
The demon in the sky roared.
Thud!
With just a swing of its paw, the demon hound tore the stomach of a zombie apart. Green blood and intestines flew in the air, splattering on the nearby zombies.
The zombie collapsed to the ground but still struggled, trying to move.
Quickly, the zombies swarmed the demon from all sides, attacking. But they couldn't grasp the swift and massive body of the demon hound to wound him seriously.
Grrrr-roar!
With a growl, the demon hound bit at the nearest zombie.
Splash!
It bit the head of the zombie clean off, spatting it on the ground while blood sprayed from the torso of the zombie.
Swosh! Swosh!
The demon hound moved around, attacking and biting the zombies.
With each powerful strike of its paw, a zombie flew in the air, a considerable portion of its body thorn.
In just a minute, the demon hound got rid of nearly a dozen zombies. Slowly but surely, he was getting closer to Vincent at the back of the zombie group.
The zombies around Vincent became less as they all moved to attack the demon hound.
Vincent had no choice but to follow closely to them. If too few zombies were left around him, the demon in the sky would attack him.
But though the zombies did minor damage, they slowly damaged the demon hound.
A few swallow wounds had appeared on the demon hound's body from the bites of the zombies. But most importantly, they were exhausting him.
Swoosh!
The demon hound backed away from the zombie group.
Grrrrr!
It growled, staring intensely at Vincent.
With its intelligence, it could tell it was fighting a losing battle. Killing the zombies does nothing.
The zombies, however, didn't have such intelligence. They continued attacking mindlessly, stumbling and falling on the ground as they hit each other.
Grrr!
A flash of light crosse the demon hound's red eyes. It locked eyes on Alden and decided to change its approach.
The demon hound started going around the group, circling them.
The mindless zombies, already slow, now had difficulty changing directions and locking on their target, stumbling into each other more than usual.
'This is bad!' Vincent analyzed.
He quickly ran into the center of the zombies, searching for a safer place.
Roar!
But the demon hound pounced on him before he could reach the densely packed zombies.
It quickly threw away the several zombies in its way.
Swoosh!
Vincent swung his bloody arm back; despite the clothes tied around the wounds, blood still flew at the incoming demon hound.
'No!' His eyes trembled as the massive demon hound arrived before him.
As if time slowed down, he could perceive every detail.
The saliva drooling down the demon hound's mouth, the action of opening its mouth and its sharp fangs.
Crack!
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Vincent roared in agony as the demon hound bit down on his arm.
Crack!
The sound of bone breaking rang as the demon hound bit.
"Aghhhhh!" Vincent's agony increased as he could feel the sharp teeth of the demon piercing the bones of his forearm.
GRRRRR!
Pam! Thud!
The demon hound growled, shaking its head violently, trying to tear Vincent's arm off.
Vincent was no match to its strength.
Effortlessly, it raised him in the air and slammed him around.
Screeeech!
The demon in the sky roared.
It started descending.
"NO!"
Vincent's already racing heart trembled in terror.
The demon descended with its beak straight at his chest, and as the demon hound pinned him, he couldn't escape.
'I'll die!'
As adrenaline rushed through his veins, Vincent thought of nothing else than saving his life.
Thud!
He resisted the demon hound and stood firmly on the ground.
As he didn't go around with the flow of the demon hound, the pain in his arm intensified as it pulled.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Bearing through the pain, he started pulling back his arm.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
His screams of horrifying pain filled the air, his eyes turning red, filled with determination without a hint of doubt.
Splurrch!
His left arm slowly started tearing.
Swoosh!
Thud!
As he used all his strength, he fell back.
He couldn't feel his arm anymore; it remained in the demon's mouth.
Splasssh!
Violet blood splashed out like a fountain from the torn arm, the arm torn up to the shoulder where the demon hound bit him.
Swoosh!
He immediately twisted his body.
BOOM!
The flying demon fell.
Splash!
Blood splashed in the air as it tore a massive portion of Vincent's other shoulder, revealing the bone.
Swoosh!
As the zombies swarmed, Vincent immediately jumped among them.
Holding what remained of his arm, he took a few steps before collapsing amidst the zombies.
"Aghh..." He let out groans of pain and terror.
His heart raced. He only had a few minutes before he bled to death. He had to stop the bleeding.
Without hesitation, he removed his jeans, remaining in his underwear.
Struggling, he wrapped the jeans around what remained of his arm, and, using a long stone from the ground, he wrapped it with the jeans and started twisting, slowly tightening the knot and stopping the bleeding.
Every time he moved his remaining arm, the open shoulder bone caused him horrendous pain.
It took him a minute to stop the bleeding and also wrap a cloth around his other shoulder.
While he did it, the demon hound collapsed on the ground.
He swallowed too much blood and even his whole arm. It couldn't resist the virus.
As for the flying demon, it observed from the sky, flapping its wings.
Vincent stood up and slowly walked to the demon hound.
Screech!
The demon screamed in the sky.
'Probe!' Vincent glared at it, a status window appearing before his eyes.
By now, his mana had fully recovered, so he could use the skill probe once.
[Species: Krokmus (Low-grade demon)]
[Strength: 17]
[Stamina:23]
[Agility: 29]
[Perception: 29.5]
'I knew it,' Vincent gritted his teeth. 'Such ridiculous stats. No wonder it has such crazy speed and detection ability.'
While Vincent observed the flying demon, the demon hound was on its last breaths.
It had absorbed too much of the virus.
The virus rampaged in its body, each second infecting a considerable portion of its body.
As the virus spread, the zombies stopped attacking it. They recognized it as one of their own and stopped eating.
[Ding]
In a minute, Vincent received the notification.
[You killed a low-grade demon]
[You receive: 112 Exp]
[Ding]
[The demon greatly surpassed you in strength]
[You receive an additional 70 Exp]
[Ding]
[You leveled up]
[You received: 2 attribute points]
[Current level: 3] - [Exp: 145/300]
'Good,' Vincent nodded at the notification windows, but his expression remained dark.
He couldn't be happy, not when he lost so much. He lost his whole arm.
'Every time I face a demon stronger than me, I suffer tremendous losses,' He thought.
Still, he willed in his mind and allocated the attribute points.
[Perception: 10]
Immediately, he felt the increase.
His vision cleared, and his hearing improved. Not to mention, the pungent stench of rotting from the zombies becomes more distinct.
'Sighh...' Vincent let out a long sigh. Though anger burned within him, he couldn't hold on to it. He had to act and get to safety first.
The zombies around him had already started disbanding.
'It's good since I just lost my arm and not my life,'
He glanced at the demon hound.
The transformation completed. It slowly started moving.
Its blood had turned green. Even with a closed mouth, one could see its teeth and bones as the zombies had eaten the skin around the mouth.
One could see the white spine near the tail as the zombie had eaten there, too, but overall, the condition of its body was not bad.
Vincent placed his remaining hand on its head.
"Contract," Vincent muttered lowly.
Suddenly, a small portion of the blood on his palm coming from the open wound on his shoulder got absorbed into the zombie's skull.
Vincent felt something leave his body, and an unexplainable emptiness followed. He has exhausted all his mana.
[Ding]
The notification arrived.
[You contracted an undead]
[Name your undead: ...]
Vincent pondered for a while.
"You took my arm, so...Mar."
[Name set: Mar]
Immediately, the status window of the demon hound appeared before his eyes.
[Name: Mar]
[Species: Undead]
[Strength: 19]
[Agility: 20]
Vincent frowned. 'It's stats lowered?'
This bothered him, but he could do nothing but accept. 'Well, it's still good enough,'
"Mar, I'll make good use of you. You'll become my left arm."
As he willed in his mind, the demon hound, Mar, lowered its head to the ground.
Swoosh!
Without hesitation, Vincent jumped on its back.
Mar was large enough for Vincent to ride.
Swosh!
He raised his middle finger in the sky.
"I'll remember you,"
Vincent glared at the flying demon, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.