I Became A Zompirewolf

Chapter 312 Fcked Up (2)

Ashton did not waste a moment and pushed the alien back using Wind manipulation. However, the woman easily dodged the attack and settled herself on Ashton's shoulders.

"Oh... you're a bad boy." The lady hissed in his ears before locking her legs around his neck, "I'll have to give you a more... intimate punishment."

She was trying to restrict Ashton's windpipe, hoping he would pass out. Little did she know, Ashton had not been breathing ever since he stepped on the planet. Perks of being a vampire.

"Punishment through tickling?" Ashton scoffed before falling hard on his back.

Since the woman had made herself comfortable on his shoulders and fell headfirst on the ground. It might have hurt her, considering the loud noise it made. However, the alien turned out to be stubborn and equally resilient.

She did not let go of Ashton, instead of wrapped her legs around him even tighter. At the same time, she began pulling his head. Her intention was clear, if she could not suffocate him into submission, she would end him instead.

"Too bad... I have a thing for white hair and you were good-looking as well..." The woman mumbled through gritted teeth.

By now Anna decided to transform and use her powers, and the twins did the same. However, Ashton raised his hands, telling them to stop. He was the only one who broke the law, so the guards couldn't do anything to them.  Also, it wasn't like Ashton needed their help to fight someone like her.

"Too bad," Ashton calmly replied, "I don't do crazy."

After summoning the winds to help him, Ashton yanked the lady off of his shoulders with relative ease. The tables were turned instantly as it was Ashton's turn to ride on top of the alien.

"You wanna suffocate me? Let's see how long you last without air, shall we?" He smirked, before pulling the lady into a chokehold of his own creation.

Forget about breathing, it would be a miracle if the lady could get out of the hold unscathed. However, the woman's resistance kicked in once again. Within moments she was back on her feet. Ashton hung on to her back, like a monklin to its mother.

'Damn... why is this bitch so strong!?'

[She's like an Amazon, of course, she would be this strong. Lean, fit and Badass, just the way I like them.]

'I think I know why you're a virgin.'

[Your grip isn't perfect now. Get off her, kick her thighs with all the strength you have and then choke her again. That should do the trick.]

Ashton exactly did so. But the moment he let her go, the alien backstopped, headbutting Ashton. Once her prey was staggered, she took her scythe, turned around and swung it, wanting to slice his head off. However, when she turned around there was no one to be seen.

By the time she could feel his presence, it was already too late. Ashton had switched places with her shadow, and brought down Balmond on the guard. It seemed that was it for her.

She kept looking at the Soulblade as it got closer and closer. Only to realise a moment later that the blade wasn't moving at all. Ashton had stopped the blade before it could slice her face in half.

"Now that you are calm enough, would you listen to what I have to say?" Ashton politely asked.

"There is nothing to talk about. You caused trouble, so you'll die. That's the rule." The lady spat out.

"Hot-headed, aren't you?" Ashton shook his head, "I can't afford to annoy your kind. But since you are deadset on killing me, it's only fair to strike you down as soon as I can."

The woman looked at him as if she was going to rip him to shreds. However, through her eyeballs, Ashton could see someone standing behind him. He immediately squatted down, kicking the man behind him.

'How long had he been standing there?'

It might have seemed like Ashton's kick was planned, however, he instinctively attacked him. He was taken a bit by surprise as even his High-grade perception couldn't detect the man standing behind him. Even Beelzebub wasn't able to sneak up on him like that.

[He couldn't because he had no need to. Also, he is a fool who thinks he could intimidate the lower civilization as he pleases. Unleashing his powerful presence is his preferred way of doing so. That being said, if Beelzebub wanted to, he could have sneaked up to you and you wouldn't know about it until it was too late.]

Ashton ignored Astaroth's rant and turned around to see a man standing there, holding a golden spear. More importantly, it didn't seem his kick had done much damage to him.

The man was wearing the same clothes as the lady and belonged to the same species, considering their appearance. But unlike the female, this guy not only looked superior to the rest of them, but he also happened to be much stronger than Ashton.

'He is strong... level 99. Damn it.'

[You're not bad yourself. Your cumulative levels are at 88. But yes, the difference is too big for you to do anything now. I'd suggest you lower the sword and try to talk your way out of this mess.]

"What is going on here?" The man asked in an authoritative tone, "I was about to take a nap but some bastard just had to sign their suicide note on my shift. Lucia, why are you on your ass? Can't you even stand properly?"

"Shut up, you old geezer!" Lucia, the woman who attacked Ashton, retorted, "This bastard killed a mercenary so I thought I would have some fun-"

"To me, it would appear the guy had more fun than you." The man shook his head as his shoulder-length blonde ponytail followed the suit, "Is it true, you killed someone?"

"In self-defence." Ashton gave a short and precise response.

The man stared at him, carefully analysing his body language before speaking again, "Since when do people like you need to use the term 'Self-defence'?"

"Not my safety, but of a friend." Ashton replied pointing at Irina, "Your mercenaries here thought it was okay to touch someone without their permission and berate their friends. I also gave them ample opportunity to make the right decision. But when they didn't, I thought I should help them make the decision a bit faster."