Seeing it attacking me like this was surely pretty terrifying, as I had no superpower like taming ghosts or something like psychics. As for the only things that I can say are abilities, they are seeing the ghosts and touching them.
But how can I slay them? It is more like a boxing match where a professional boxer fights with a child, who has no experience in it; surely pretty one-sided, as this bastard was also seeing me like prey, and even I was feeling that this bastard won't even leave me if he ever caught me.
So I was trying hard to hit him with my bat, but just the moment I was about to hit it, he disappeared in thin air, and I was standing in the middle of that ritual as I started to feel dizzy, as this was more like a draining circle, as this was sucking my vitality at an insane pace.
And I started to feel my head spinning, while my tongue started to lose the taste of my cigar, and even my hands started to lose the grip on my bat as I started to feel way too drained and way too heavy to even move from my place.
And I could clearly hear the laughter of that bastard who was making fun of me and bragging about his trap, as surely as I started to remember how I came this far, the rage and madness of all these past years began to flow in me, remembering that neither these spirits were just gifted to me nor were they kind enough to let me capture them.
So remembering my revenge, I took a deep breath and clenched my grip around my bat and started to open the wire from the bat, as seeing such foolish things was surely confusing him and making it seem that I had lost my mind, but I had dealt with this type of situation countless times.
So there's no way that I am just going to fall back after seeing a massive ass creature. As the wire started to unwrap from my bat, laughter began to echo in the surroundings. As his expression began to change, so did mine as I started to feel again the warmth of my cigar.
And a smirk began to emerge from my face, and I looked at that bastard, who had pretty terrified expressions on him, as he began to speak in a terrified and shaky voice, as my every spirit, which left as a decoy, began to laugh as he spoke, "W-wh-who are you? And what have you sealed in your bat, and why are you even here?"
Hearing his words surely gave me amusement, but my amusement didn't last long as I started to feel that the wire started to show its effect, as the magic circle was blasted and a crater formed beneath my feet as the wire started to radiate an intense dark and bloody aura as a hand started to appear on the throat of that priest.
As lifting him up, a rugged appearance started to emerge, as surely my spirits, which were outside, began to hide behind me, as this guy was one of my final resorts, as surely he would be the last person that I would want to meet, but he is the strongest spirit of mine, 'Antak, the slaughterer of dead'; this bastard just loves to kill and torture.
Even I caught him while I was getting mad in my rage a few years back, as we had a pretty intense fight. As a result of that battle, it was pretty clear that I would have died, but for some reason I survived. Even I am not sure about that, but when I woke up, I saw him on my bed in the form of wires.
As surely most of mine are scarred from him, as he devoured way too many spirits of my collections, and this time also this bastard is trying to suck this bastard. As he lifted that priest above, the first time after coming to my side, he said something: "Slave or slaughter!"
Hearing his words, even I started to feel chilled, as surely this bastard has an insane growth rate, so I don't want to mess with him, as when I captured him, he was pretty much above average, but now in just a few years, he has already entered the realm of the higher spirit realm.
Well, this type of accession takes at least 200-500 years, at least for a normal spirit, but this bastard achieved it in a few years, so surely he is a freak even for God. Well, he is one of the reasons that I stopped worrying about those throne guys, but to think he would have spoken to someone, as before he would have just gulped every powerhouse he met, so what's different about this guy?
As the priest spoke in a shaky voice, "Slavery!" hearing his answer, he began to laugh again and threw that priest to his side. Surely he didn't gently throw him, as he reached me in pretty bad shape.
So I was pretty happy about the souls that this bastard ate over these years, but as the priest's matter became clear and went inside my suitcase, this bastard started to appear from behind and spoke in the same maniacal tone as last time: "Heh-heh, the brat got some balls, as I cleared the matter with that guy, but now you tell me, why didn't you summon me in front of that bastard?
Feasting on his entire gathering would have insanely helped me in growth, and that bastard was right; war will start soon, as seeing priests near us surely proves. So now you answer my question, or we have to seek it out in our old-fashioned way"
Hearing his question, I sighed and got ahold of my bat while taking a puff of my cigar. "You see, I didn't summon you because I knew you were going to slaughter everybody, and I couldn't afford the death of that divine lady, and for a second, fuck every one of you. Just how many times do I have to hear that your lame war is about to start? Every motherfucker is just telling me that only. I don't want to know about your stupid war, and besides that, why should I even care about anybody else?