Demon Lord's Reincarnation

"Come little chicks, be my partners, and let's dance the dance of death!" 

The moment those words were said, the Harpies felt like death was upon them. They couldn't move, the couldn't even breath properly. This was the difference in level, between him and them. 

When Kretos was about ready to massacre the Harpies in front of him, he heard a childish female voice speaking. 

"You goons of the demon lord, why are you ganging up on a single person. You guys really don't have any honor at all!" 

After those words were spoken Kretos saw a small ball on the floor. It then exploded and a heavy smoke surrounded him and the Harpies blurring their visions. As Kretos was a bit confused he noticed an approaching mana fluctuation. He felt no malice from this person so he didn't attack. 

The person in question then grab his hand and spoke to him in an urgent tone. "Quickly follow me if you want to live." 

Despite hearing her say that Kretos didn't move an inch. The girl kept on pulling him but he wouldn't budge. The smoke finally dispersed and Kretos could see the girl clearly now. Her facial features make her look like she was around thirteen to fourteen years old. 

She had no outright discerning characteristics that would indicate what kind of demon she was. She looked like a normal human girl, that was when Kretos noticed her teeth. 

'I see she's either a Werewolf or a Lycan.' 

The girl who was pulling on Kretos was now looking around in panic. After that, she looked at Kretos and glared at him. It was not a threatening glare in fact it was rather cute. 

"Why didn't you run away! Now we're both stuck here, and gonna die!" 

"If I die from battle, that would be the greatest pleasure for me." 

When the girl heard what Kretos said, the way she looked at him changed. She then started mumbling to herself. 

"Damn it, what have I gotten myself into! This guy is a crazy person. I thought he was being bullied by the crows and the chickens, but it seems like he was the one who initiated the fight."

While the girl was mumbling to herself, the Harpies who were shivering in fear a while ago, finally got a hold of themselves. If they're going to die anyway, might as well fight, if they're lucky Kretos might be the one to die. 

One of the Harpies charged at the mumbling girl, but before her talons reached Kretos pulled the girl back and pierced the Harpy with one of his daggers. 

"Whoah!" The girl was surprised by the sudden action, and she saw that Kretos actually saved her life. As she was about to say something, she saw another approaching Harpy from behind Kretos. She was going to warn Kretos about it, but then a dagger fell from the sky, piercing through the Harpy's body and killing her. 

...

Kretos then tossed the girl up in the air and picked up the dagger that fell. The Harpies were momentarily distracted by the girl who was screaming at the top of her lungs. They were all looking up, this gave Kretos enough time to dash forward and kill them one by one. 

His daggers swept to the battlefield with such blinding speed, all they could see were flashes of silver light. The Harpies were finally able to react and started counterattacking. Each attacks the Harpies made Kretos would dodge by spinning his body or simply side-stepping, he would then follow up with a precise attack on the Harpy's neck. 

The screaming girl was about to hit the ground, Kretos was about to grab her, but then she turned into a huge two-meter tall wolf.

'So she's a werewolf, not a Lycan.' Unlike Lycan's who upon transformation changes into a humanoid wolf, a werewolf's transformation was like what the girl did, they turn into actual wolves but bigger. The largest werewolf Kretos knew off was around a four-meter tall wolf. 

Seeing that the girl distanced herself from the battlefield Kretos continued his dance of death as he threw the daggers he was holding hitting the foreheads of nearby Harpies. Kretos then summoned another pair of daggers and continued onward. 

...

The werewolf girl turned back into her human form and hid behind a rock unable to leave Kretos. She couldn't help but stay as she wanted to watch the fight. The way Kretos fought, she was mesmerized by his fighting style. It was so elegant and precise it didn't feel like he was fighting at all, instead, it was like he was dancing with his daggers. 

There were no wasted movements at all, each strike was deadly and each strike made was equivalent to one dead Harpy. The deadliness of his strikes was not because of its power, in fact, based on what she saw there was not much power involved at all. What made the strikes deadly was his precision and timing. 

...

On the other hand, the Tengus who were watching the massacre that was unfolding before them, fear was gripping their hearts. The leader of the group could no longer control his hands; they were shaking in an odd trembling rhythm. A feeling of dread crept up from the pit of his stomach. It was getting harder and harder for him to breathe. 

He knew that he needed to order his men to support the Harpies, but as he watched them die one by one the fear he was feeling intensified. His pulse beating in his ears, blocking out all other sounds. As he continued to watch without saying anything he saw Kretos's vicious smile and all the remaining courage he had left completely disappeared. 

"RETREAT!" Without waiting for the others the leader was about to retreat, but then he felt like something had passed through his head. He then noticed that he was falling from the sky and the ground was nearing. He wanted to move but he couldn't. Up until the end, he didn't notice that Kretos threw a dagger right through his forehead, the moment he shouted retreat. 

The other Tengus hearing the command and seeing their commander fall immediately retreated. The Harpies did the same, but some of them couldn't retreat as Kretos had locked onto them. 

...

Seeing the fading silhouettes Kretos sighed, as he wanted to fight some more. He was already feeling super excited as the Harpies were getting desperate and it was getting harder to dodge their attacks. Still, overall it was a rather satisfying battle. As Kretos was basking in the afterglow of the fight, he once again heard the childish female voice of the werewolf girl. 

"That was INCREDIBLE!"