Rise of the Blood Sovereign

59  Fall of the Demonic Ogre

The ogre was now heavily wounded, the blood loss from his arm was quite severe and there was barely any hope for it. The corrosive power of darkness was further spreading, not letting go of the body of the monster even now.

There was always the option of using mana in order to suppress it, but the ogre was not very adept at doing so, the way it used mana was very simple and basic, it mostly did it naturally when attacking and it lacked the focus to channel it to specific areas of its body for something like suppressing the power of darkness.

Adam charged at the ogre, fully aware that this was the best time to attack it.

Not only was it heavily injured and suffering from severe blood loss, but the ogre was now in serious pain as well.

The corroded pieces of skin, flesh, muscles, and bones didn't simply rot and stop hurting, instead, the pain that came from them was even stronger than usual, at least at this moment.

The pain of having your skin be ruptured by your own bones that had snapped at multiple places, the pain of your muscles and flesh being pierced through by them, it was not something that just anybody could take.

The pain the ogre felt was intense and it clouded his mind for some time, making it unable to even attack or defend.

Adam took full advantage of it.

He came to the ogre and started attacking.

The first was the right leg.

One leg was all Adam needed to take out in order to defeat the monster.

He charged in and immediately used a full-powered attack. With his fist cocked back, he swung it powerfully at the side of the knee, an intense explosion happening after the initial collision.

Adam had used the full power of his mana blasts right now. The power he could explode out with was great and he could deal some great damage to the enemy, but the problem was that he would also damage himself.

His battle gloves shielded the outside of his hand, but the inside was a different story.

Adam felt as if his hand was about to break into pieces after delivering the blow. He probably broke a couple of bones, since the bones of the hand were small and there were many of them.

He didn't feel any pain, the adrenaline coursing through his body made him, at least temporarily, indifferent to something like that.

He quickly pulled back his other fist before slamming it against the exact same spot.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking could be heard, but it didn't come from Adam's fist, but from the knee of the ogre who had suddenly gone down on one knee.

Seeing that his attacks worked, Adam quickly resumed. He jumped up and punched the ogre's temple before being struck by the ogre's arm. That didn't stop him, however, as the ogre didn't have much strength anymore and the attack was unable to deal any large damage to him.

He rose up from the ground before charging again, he knew that time was of the essence. If the ogre was to adapt to the pain, then it could lash out before its death and perhaps even kill him and Lyle.

The two exchanged blows, Adam was more nimble and used the ogre's stationary position to his advantage. He attacked from the side, from the back, and sometimes even from the front.

The ogre was unable to deal with him, the multitude of different attacks was something that the ogre who now only had one usable leg and arm couldn't defend against properly.

About 15 meters away from them, Lyle was sitting in a lotus position, trying his best to gather some mana and replenish himself before rejoining the fight.

He already had enough mana to fight again, but the backlash from exhausting his mana was still there, which made him incredibly weak and barely able to fight at this point. Joining the battle now would probably even be bad since Adam would ease back on his attacks, and his adrenaline might stop, which would then let him know just how messed up his hands were.

Even though he wore the battle gloves, his hands were bleeding, small trails of blood escaping through the gloves and falling down on the ground.

Still, Adam was fully focused on the fight at the moment, not bothering about anything else.

Lyle had fully entrusted the battle to him, and he knew that if he messed up, there would be serious consequences. His life, as well as Lyle's, would be in danger.

After noticing that his hands were injured and that he was unable to use any big attack with them anymore, Adam switched to using his legs.

He kicked at the ogre, kneed him in the face, he did anything he could in order to defeat the giant enemy.

That continued for about 3 minutes before the ogre finally fell down, and Adam fell with him. The ogre's face was smashed apart, his nose was broken, one of his eyes was missing, his jaw and chin were pulverized and most of the skin and flesh was gone.

Adam had managed to defeat the enemy, but the victory came with a price.

His hands were broken and it would take him a couple of days to recover from his injuries. Even his legs were messed up and he couldn't even stand straight at this moment. The right leg was almost broken, and while his left leg was better, it still hurt as hell and he was unable to even move it normally.

Lyle came to Adam and picked him up. The young man was beyond exhausted and had lost consciousness after managing to defeat the ogre, the last 30 seconds of the fight had been a blur to Adam as he was simply holding on to his consciousness and the need to defeat the enemy in front of him.

Lyle smiled at Adam before picking up the monster core of the ogre. The core was different compared to others. Most monsters would have a monster core that looked like glass, there would be no color, just a translucent, small crystal.

The more powerful the monster, the bigger and less translucent the crustal would be, while those that had abilities would have the crystal dyed in a color. Fire-based monsters would have red crystals, ice-based monsters would have blue, and so on.

This one was black and red.

That was because of the demonification that the ogre had gone through, the red in this crystal was not the same as the red that fire-based monsters had, it was darker and looked more like blood.

Lyle slowly started making his way out of the dungeon. Even though he didn't want to meet such a powerful opponent so quickly, having a battle with the ogre proved to be a good thing.

Adam felt as if something inside of him had broken, like invisible chains that were holding him back were snapped and he was free.

Lyle was happy to see that Adam had not only improved but had gained some great experience when it came to fighting a life-and-death battle.

Upon exiting the dungeon, Lyle was met with about 30 people that were camping in front of it.

The group of four adventurers that had previously fought against an ogre was there, talking with the others.

Upon noticing Lyle and Adam, everybody stopped talking while the group of adventurers suddenly pointed at them.

"There they are, those are the two we told you about, the ones that helped us defeat the ogres that left the dungeon."

'Most of them are Bronze Knights, but those 3 are Silver Knights.' Lyle thought to himself as he observed the people that had shown up in front of the dungeon.

They were all members of the adventurers guild and had made their way here after being informed of what had happened here before.

"Healer, we need a healer," Lyle said as he walked toward the group.

The adventurers all nodded at him before making space for him to put Adam down.

"What happened." The leader of the ground came to Lyle and asked him while another Silver Knight started using his powers to heal Adam.

Upon noticing that it was a Silver Knight that was doing the healing, Lyle was relieved. That would mean that most of Adam's injuries would be healed right away, and he would only need to rest for about a day for the rest to properly heal up.

Lyle glanced at the leader before taking out the monster core from a small bag he had strapped to his waist.

Upon noticing the weird color of the core, the leader looked at it deeply before furrowing his brows.

"That's, demonification?"

"Correct, sir, the ogre chieftain inside the dungeon had gone through the process, we barely managed to survive," Lyle said with a sigh before sitting down.

Upon hearing his words, most of the adventurers that were nearby showed looks of concern, for something like that to happen inside the dungeon was bad news, very bad news.