Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

[EXP +180]

[EXP +180]

[EXP +180]

[EXP +180]

Aldred kept on firing the fire bullets and killed all the creatures in his sight. His undead squad bulled through the lekidaes, flattening their heads, and breaking their bones. The wolves rampaged, ripping their skins and flesh. His human undead on the other hand seemed much smarter. They used crude teamwork and formation to kill the most amount of monsters they can.

Eventually, all the monsters died. It wasn't a hard battle. But the problem was not that.

"The enemy spotted us!" Bartrem shouted. "Don't give them any more time to prepare. Attack!"

Bartrem stared at the retreating enemy and rushed towards them. The Pressure Platoon II ran behind him. Aldred and Pongo followed from behind. The rest of the army also charged forward, commanded by the knights.

They pushed through the forest. The river streamed south on their right side. Ahead, the enemy was retreating. A camp was farther away, around one hundred meters from them.

"That's their camp. Attack!"

Pressure Platoon sped up. Aldred found himself speeding up as well. Archers positioned themselves in front of the camp.

"Watch out for those arrows!" Bartrem shouted.

The archer released their finger. Arrows zipped into the air, arched, and were about to rain upon them.

Aldred raised both of his index fingers and fired at the arrows. The fire bullets knocked the arrows away. They snapped or deflected, before falling harmlessly to the side.

In Aldred's sight, the god's eyes calculated all the trajectories of the arrows. All he had to do was point at the spot where they would arrive and shoot, that was how he deflected all these arrows. Some arrows still find their way and stabbed through their shoulder. They kept going forward with gritted teeth.

The archer retreated to their camp while the infantry charged. Bartrem raised his sword. "Brace for impact!"

Like a powerful spear, Bartrem cut through the enemy rank and split their formation into two. His comrades slashed at the disoriented enemy, cutting off their heads with a single swing. Joseph and Jeffery fought beside Bartrem. Their new technique let them best the other soldiers, and their strength seemed to increase as the battle progressed.

Aldred's undead squad assisted the platoon. They shocked the enemy with their hideous appearances. The ogres swung their club. The nails on the club ripped the fleshes and bones.

And then surprisingly, thick dark mist leaked out from their bodies. It engulfed them for a moment, and when they came out, they became bigger. The enemy soldiers were shocked when the undead became stronger and more ferocious.

Aldred was surprised by this development. But he understood. His undead got stronger the more they kill. The undead squad roared and attacked the enemy with greater destructive power.

Bartrem noticed the increase in strength of the undead, but he ignored them and kept going through. He kept his calm in the face of the chaotic battle. He waited. He waited for something.

"Move out of the way!"

There they came. Bartrem immediately react, he slashed at the enemy, and then shouted: "Retreat!"

Pressure Platoon II immediately turned around and ran back. They did not care about the enemy anymore.

Simond was shocked. He couldn't react, and both platoons crashed into each other. Bartrem narrowed his eyes and shoved Simond away. His comrades also knocked shoulder against Pressure I. Simond's soldier fell on their butt.

Aldred laughed and commanded his undead to knock against them as well. He ran in the middle of the formation as he saw them being shoved away.

Pongo laughed. He vomited human feces and threw them at the soldier. "Pongo pongo."

"Hahaha. Good job, Pongo," Aldred said.

Bartrem finally laughed after a few days of being silent. Apparently, he had been holding his emotion and waiting for this day to come.

"SERVED YOU RIGHT, MOTHERFUCKER!" Bartrem and his comrades laughed harder.

Simond was enraged. He pushed his hand off the ground, about to stand up, but the enemy was already in front of him.

"On your feet!" Simond kicked the ground and fought the enemy, but his comrades were too slow and got wounded.

Aldred and Pongo laughed as they retreated to the archer formation. The main army moved in a few seconds later. They bombard the camps with arrows. The magicians manipulated the water from the river and flooded them. The infantry charged after that.

They cut through the front line and attacked the soldiers in the back line who hadn't worn their pants yet.

The enemy retreated. Their tents fell down, drowned.

The army cheered in triumph.

Aldred smiled and looked at the transparent blue screen.

[Aldred]

Health Points: 55/55

Level: 24

Titles: Tough Boy

Power:

-Fire Manipulation: Lv. 2

-Flame Jet: Lv. 1

Attributes:

-Strength: 9

-Vitality: 11

-Intelligence: 36

-Dexterity: 4

Stat points: 10

Skill points: 42

[Skill tree unlocked. Merging…]

[You have received Fire Manipulation. The list of skills will be considered as part of the Fire Manipulation skill tree; Fire Arrow, Fire Bullet, Fire Javelin, Flame Jet]

[All skills have been upgraded to level 2]

Flame Jet: Lv. 2

User can shoot out a jet of flame from the palm and from the feet.

Fire Bullet: Lv. 2

User can shoot fire bullets from the finger. The higher the level, the higher the damage and velocity of the bullet.

Fire Arrow: Lv. 2

User can release fire arrow from the palm. The higher the level, the farther the range and damage.

Fire Javelin: Lv. 2

User can throw out a fire javelin from the palm. The higher the level, the farther the range and damage.

Fire Ball: Lv. 2

User can shoot a fire ball from the palm. It can explode upon impact. Upgrading this skill to level 3 will increase the radius of explosion.

[Damage is calculated by intelligence times the level of the skill. Other factors such as shape, length, velocity, and weight may affect the resulted damage]

[New skill obtained: Flame Fist]

Flame Fist: Lv. 2

User can release a fist of fire that will enlarge as it goes further. It will dissipate at a certain distance (Depending on the level of the skill).

'Uhh…' Aldred did not know how to react to this. He wasn't sure if this was a good thing or not. It seemed to be a good thing because he obtained a new skill. Flame of fist. So it would enlarge the farther it goes?

Aldred wanted to try it. He raised his fist, stomped the ground, and then punched forward. A burst of flame engulfed his fist. And then it flew towards the camp, buzzing with fiery flames as it enlarged and then engulfed everything it passed through.

Aldred was shocked. He thought it would only attack one target, but instead, it went through the target and burned everything it touched. Almost one-third of the camp was engulfed by the flame before the fist disappeared.

The soldiers looked at him, and so did the magicians. The magicians were the ones who were truly impressed by his skill. His control over flame was outstanding. If the boy wasn't part of the Pressure Platoon II, they would have run up to him and discussed magic till night came.

Alas, they couldn't lest they were identified as the supporter of the empress. Pharder, the captain of the fort, did not like the empress and had been trying to cut off her influence from this part of the empire.

Aldred was happy with the new skill. He checked his status again.

[Aldred]

Health Points: 55/55

Level: 24

Titles: Tough Boy

Power:

-Fire Manipulation (Click to show the list of skills)

Attributes:

-Strength: 9

-Vitality: 11

-Intelligence: 36

-Dexterity: 4

Stat points: 10

Skill points: 42

Aldred nodded. So all of his skills were merged into Fire Manipulation. Interesting. Maybe he should learn the other elements as well.