Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

Akhen expelled the bullet out of his body which made Aldred laughed. "Corduul, what kind of bullets did you use?"

"Those were made with 90% of air and some dust particles I gathered."

Corduul could produce bullets out of thin air, but naturally, the damage wouldn't be that great. And of course, he barely used his power to injure Akhen.

However, anyone below Platinum Rank would die after receiving that kind of attacks. Corduul wasn't even trying either. However, Akhen was just a trifling bandits. A petty criminals in this continent.

He was some small, insignificant person in this world. Aldred hadn't even met the most powerful class of this continent--the magicians. How strong would they be?

Aldred could not wait to meet them.

With a roar, Akhen raised his serrated sword and rushed furiously towards Aldred.

Aldred said with indifferent: "Corduul, tell some of your close-range robots to fight him. And don't destroy his head. We might need his memories."

"Yes, master."

Two black iron orbs suddenly shot out of Corduul's chest. They then transformed into 6 meter tall robots with 8 arms.

Akhen was slightly shocked by that scene, but he still charged forward. "Come! Kill them all!"

The 6 meter tall robots rushed forward, drawing its 8 super-alloy battle swords one after another. It then threw itself at Akhen like a ferocious bear, appearing before him and mercilessly slashed at him.

Akhen raised his blade to block.

DING!

The sound of metal striking metal pierced their ears. Akhen's face turned pale and he retreated by two steps. His blade was bent, and his arms were shaking in pain.

"A platinum rank golems! These things are not living being! They are golems!"

That scared the Dark Horse a little bit. Golem Masters were one of the scariest class to fight among magicians. There were a lot of magicians type that was feared by the warriors. Some of them were the Curse-type magicians, Dark-type magicians, Disease-type magicians, and Bloodline-type magicians.

These type of magicians could inflict terrible curses that could last a lifetime, and made their entire life hell after a single encounter. Bloodline-type magicians were even worse. They could even kill everyone that is related to you, including your son and daughters.

These were usually used to destroy an entire clan. In a single night, a patriach of a family group could lose his entire family tree.

Golem Master on the other hand were feared, but they were the last on the list. Fighting them would be hard because of their golems, but at least, they did not have a permanent curse.

Golem Master was quite rare as well. And they were usually known to be very rich since golems took a lot of money to maintain.

"Not bad." Aldred's eyes flashed with excitement. "A Platinum Rank in my hometown would not be able to block that attack so easily. This continent is truly interesting."

Akhen frowned and forced himself to raise his arm. "Men! Follow me into battle! We will kill that magicians and retire with so much riches!"

"Kill the magician!"

"Kill the magician!"

Their eyes filled with blood lust at the thought of obtaining so many wealth. Magicians were hard to kill, and they were very valuable as well. The body of a magicians could be sold to a group with a high price because they could extract information from them. A Golem Master naturally would be priced at premium cost.

"Corduul, did you bring any gunner robots with you?" Aldred asked.

"I did, master."

Four 8 meter tall robots appeared behind them, and then aimed their powerful Vulcan cannons.

With a powerful roar, the cannons spewed fierce tongue of flame. The sound of large-caliber bullets tearing through skin and flesh reverberated.

One bandit was shot in the neck and his whole upper body exploded. The large caliber bullet was not an ordinary bullet. It was rocket propelled and when it came into contact with the target, it would pierce inside and then exploded, making sure to create the most damage possible.

And the bullets have all kinds of extra effects inside of them. Some bullets exploded and spilled burning substances, burning and engulfing the body in flame. Some had acid in them, which made the nearby bandits screamed in pain as the acid devoured their skin, flesh and bones.

Faced with with such a terrifying attacks, the bandits were filled with fear. Blood and organs spilled everywhere.

Akhen roared in anger. "Bastard!"

A close-range fighter robot stepped in and cut off Akhen's arms.

"AHHHHH!!!"

Akhen fell to his back as he stared at his arms. "My arms! You cut my arms!"

The Dark Horse leader looked up at Aldred with rage, but more than that, he was looking at him with fear.

Aldred smiled. "I shall end your suffering."

Snapping his finger's, Akhen's head suddenly popped out of his neck and rolled to the ground.

"Read his memory," Aldred said.

Suddenly, a burst of cheers came from inside the city. Apparently, the people have watched the battle and saw that Aldred manage to massacre the Dark Horse so easily.

"Bhurud! Bhurud! Bhurud!"

"Bhurud! Bhurud! Bhurud!"

"He is truly the son of a legendary warrior! He saved this city from a disaster!"

"Ferad Hanman must be proud of his son!"

"This city will grow so well! We are saved! We are saved!"

Aldred simply smiled and waved at them.

After that, he and Corduul vanished before appearing inside their secret base. There were already a bunch of tech priest working on some advanced high-tech lab equipment that were installed here.

There were also some magicians performing magic rituals to protect the secret lab from surveillance.

The tech priest also deployed some kind of magnetic forced field that could prevent mana from coming in or coming out. Apparently, it also helped in preventing magicians from tracking them.

Duria had fought against the Ceraisian Empire many times before. Of course, the Mechanicum had learned how to counter magic as well. Though their specialty were more in information gathering and creating mechanical army.

Corduul immediately began to work, extracting the memories of the Dark Horse and of course, Akhen, their leader.

Apparently, the Dark Horse was the count's hidden fingers. Akhen was actually a guard working under the Count of Waralia. But he was offered a different task.

His job was to control the area around here which was why he taxed villages and smaller cities. He also had a job to control who ruled the city.

The last town leader that Aldred killed apparently paid a lot of taxes to the count which was the reason why he could rule for so long.

That meant Bhurud Hukhor's father might be killed by the count because he refused to pay a lot of money to the count. Instead, he used the money to improve the city.

Sadly, he died of a mysterious causes which Aldred now know was not mysterious at all.

He was killed.

It would not be long before the count make a move and tried to kill him as well.

Aldred would not let that happen. Now that he had a lot of subordinates, he believed he could win this war.