Origin Of Evil 45 Willpower

He didn't regret the fact he slayed every expert level gangsters like the Leaf, because it wouldn't have made any difference. The gangsters hardly walked the streets, and they had deserted their previous headquarters under the windmill.

And even those Dorian saw, they would flee at first sight, no matter how many of them there were. To deal with this, Dorian offered a deal to every group he saw: If they could last more than ten minutes against him then he would let them go.

Of course, to actually learn something he had to hold his hand. But when it reached nine minute he would stop slowing down his skills, but not use his attributes. And even though in the end he only used his abilities rather than his attributes, none was able to live.

Still, it provided good experience for Dorian. Not enough to get to the Adept level, but still good.

The sun was giving its last lights, and Dorian was about to go back home, when he heard a sound. It sounded like a metallic object falling to the ground, and it was about 50 meters away. Normally he wouldn't have cared, but he was about to go back to the cave so he decided he might just check as well.

Jumping on a house, he pa.s.sively used his Stealth not to make less noise, but so that his footsteps would be lighter and he wouldn't fall through the roof of one of the houses. It had happened once to him, as a kid on Earth.

He had been playing with other kids at hide and seek and found a marvelous hunting spot, the roof of a house. But he actually broke the roof and fell through it.

Anyway, he made sure not to break anything as he made his way to the sound. How surprised he was to see a group of five gangsters hurrying away from the scene.

With a great speed, Dorian rushed at them and blocked their path. They all looked at him shocked, panic overwhelming them.

Dorian said "Have you heard of the deal?" They looked at him in confusion, of course they wouldn't now, all the ones who heard it died.

Dorian said "Fight me. If any one of you can last more than ten minutes against me then you can all go. "

They looked at him with doubt, and said nothing so Dorian threatened them "If you prefer, I can kill you now."

They shook their heads vehemently and began hushing to each other. Dorian didn't care to pay attention to what they said and instead counted from ten to zero in his head. When he hit zero, he said "Time is over. First warrior."

One of them stepped forward and unsheathed his sword. Dorian was a little disappointed, he had only seen swords until now. But among this group, there was actually someone who used another weapon. But he didn't step up first.

His first opponent was a youth, he probably never had been in a fight. Many of his opponents were like that, after all most of the gang was composed of those people. They would flash their sword and rob people, never having to fight.

And those were probably the sons of the merchants who attacked him. For those ones, they were useless to his training so Dorian directly uses his ability.

Dorian said "Begin." The youth charged at Dorian, crying his lungs out, sword raised with both hands. Dorian could see his arms were shaking a little, but he didn't know if it came from fear of just the weight of the weapon. Probably both.
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Dorian unsheathed his sword and suddenly stabbed out. The sword dropped from the youth's hands, which moved around the blade piercing through his throat.

Dorian took back his sword, cutting the palms holding the blade, and letting the blood splash from the neck. With a kick, the still alive boy was sent flying a few meters away, now incapable of interfering with the fight.

Dorian then said "Another one. A skilled one."

They didn't take long to choose, much to Dorian's delight, the elite who used another weapon. She was a woman, probably in her early thirties, and she had a spear strapped to her back.

She took it out and said "I used to be part of the cavalry of…" Dorian cut her off "I don't care. Fight."

With that said, he stepped towards her, wanting to take the initiative to attack. And there, the advantage of the spear over the sword appeared. Before she could enter his range, he entered hers, so she attacked first, thrusting her spear towards his throat with a great precision.

Dorian parried the blow, sending the spear head to the side, and entered close range. Now, he had the advantage, because once he got in such close proximity, using the spear was hard.

Dorian made a slash attack, which the woman barely defended against by putting the shaft of her weapon in the way of his sword. Dorian was impressed by her speed and precision, her Agility was most certainly at the level of an expert.

But in the end, she was an elite, because all her other attributes should be at ten, give or take. So despite parrying his blow, her strength wasn't enough, and his sword went through her defense, slashing the top of her shoulder.

Of course, he had gone easy with his blow, he wanted the fight to last. So he only dealt a shallow cut to her shoulder. Dorian was glad to see that the will to survive remained strong in her eyes, despite how big the disparity was between the two of them. It was rare to see. Maybe he would really let her survive.

His sword having just hit her, his guard looked right opened, so she took of her hands away from her spear and jabbed at his throat.

And because his left arm was limp, and his hand was holding the sword next to her shoulder, it was impossible to block her jab using his hands.

So he went for the offensive, and took another step forward, b.u.mping his shoulder against her chest, which pushed her a few steps back. She almost lost her spear, with her life, in the process.

He really was satisfied with this opponent, him only being able to use one hand put her spearsmanship above his swordsmanship, as he couldn't really use it. Unfortunately, the mastery of the weapon wasn't everything in a fight.

His Movement Mastery, Hand to Hand Combat, and superior Perception which he couldn't limit, were all way above her, so she couldn't do anything to him. Still, he was enjoying this fight, it allowed him to progress a little bit more than with others.

Minutes pa.s.sed, and soon nine minutes had been reached. The group were hopeful, the fight had lasted so long, there was only one minute left.

But the woman was on the brink of falling unconscious, her body wasn't responding as fast as it used to, and Dorian guessed that she was probably only holding on thanks to her will.

He still intensified his attacks though. His sword would charge from above before snaking its way down her raised spear and slash her arm, it would stab at her leg, be blocked, but his elbow would crush her nose.

For 45 seconds, she got beaten so hard that Dorian couldn't believe she was still standing. Even though he only dealt superficial wounds, the amount of injuries was impressive, and ma.s.sive amounts of blood were flowing out of her body.

Now, she was only standing up thanks to her spear, and even that was hard. But her eyes, they still had that flame, the will to survive. Dorian wondered what pushed her to surpa.s.s such pain to try to survive. Still, he would make her any gift.

He raised his sword high, something dumb to do against a spear user as they could pierce your through in an instant, but she was too tired to move.

She looked at the raised sword and painfully raised her spear, ready to block his attack. With a smile no one could see, he brought down his sword. Time seemed to slow down for the woman as the blade descended, like the Sword of Damocles. Was she really going to die here? Using the last bit of her strength, she put everything in her hands, hoping to block.