Savages

Black Figure

Misaki activated the second version of the flying skill. A great force pushed him strong. In just a few minutes, Misaki was able to pass through his portal. A gush of glowing light pierced the eyes. He arrived at the world of intermediaries, his visibility was infinite, but everything was all white.

“Halo ... lo .. lo ... lo!”

There was no one, only an echoing voice that swept his call. “Where am I? It's different from my view,”.

“Search?”

The black figure appeared behind Misaki. He shuddered at the big sound right in his ear. Misaki turned her back, there was no one. He cast aside the entire white world.

“Ah, where are these demons!”

A few minutes, he waited. Until his eyes were focused on a black dot in front of him. The longer, the closer. It's about a hundred. They were the demons he was looking for.

“Finally you can get here, son of Adam!” said one of the black figures.

“Where are my friends you guys hiding?” ask Misaki.

The black figure chuckled loudly. They flew around Misaki. He looked at them until they made him dizzy and limp down.

“We will give you full power. After that, you have to kill the god!” shouted the black figure together.

His voice echoed to the ears with hoarse loud voices. Misaki raised her hand high, putting it right in the ear. Deaf, their voices managed to shake his head.

“Hen-stop!”

Misaki was bowed with her ears pressed firmly. His eyes turned towards the white floor. One of the figures entered Misaki's body through her back.

Misaki. His eyes were bright red. His body felt stronger than before, yet his back felt so heavy. Misaki looked up, seeing the black figure crash into her body forcefully.

“How, would-be assassins? My ten shadows have been embedded in your body. You can activate shadow skills and other skills more powerful,” explained the black figure.

The black figure was shocked. “What is that thing?”

Misaki stood up, staring intently. He unleashed a newly obtained great power. The lighter responds to Misaki's great power and spins double up.

“Return my friends, or I kill you!”

The sound of loud laughter echoed and stifled that white world. The black figure began to move, advancing and forming a thousand shadows. Misaki fell silent.

“Skill handsonic!” instantly his hand took out an object as sharp as the sword of the angel of death.

“Since when have you had such a skill? Isn't the handsonic skill only owned by S Ranker?” ask the guy to panic.

“If so ... I am the S Ranker you mean! I'll end this god game with my hands!”

Misaki wiped out the entire black shadow in front of her with a handsonic. Shadowless. Misaki only kills shadows, nothing real.

No matter how many times Misaki tried to kill him, he still failed. No one of his powers had managed to tear the skin of the god.

Misaki fell down, she almost gave up. His eyes began to close, his breathing was irregular.

“Hey, Misaki. You know, this water can only be pulled with water, you know,” Misaki remembers when her ears put water in. Yukine said the water inside her ear could only be removed if she added a little more water to her ear.

Misaki woke up, looked at that figure and took out her new skill.

“Skill shadow seventh gate!”

A jet black gush enveloped that white world. Tornado death. A fitting nickname pinned on the seventh gate skill. The tornado loomed high, and Misaki's hands moved to the right and left controlling it.

“Sial! Not mempan!”