Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Nike killed his opponent.

And not only he killed him, he cut down the head of the man.

That was some Pablo way of killing and he really liked it.

He can use his brain. He made a sword that can extend and shorten but made the criminal believe that it could only extend. Nice.

"Well done, Nike. That was good. Do whatever you want now. Just don't leave the ground."

Nike bowed and sat down on the spot he was standing on.

Pablo then watched other soldiers and one by one, he saw many criminals losing their lives.

Some soldiers struggled but managed to win in the end.

Some criminals never stood a chance and some were strong but they were dying too.

Cupid furrowed her brows watching all this.

"What is going on? How are your soldiers so strong? And they were afraid of the criminals a few minutes ago. And why are the criminals so weak? Only a few are putting up a good fight."

Pablo heard her question and decided to entertain her for a while.

'These soldiers are selected as Abyssal Butchers. So naturally, they must have something that made them eligible for this division in the first place. So it's no wonder they are able to kill the criminals. And about why they were scared when they saw the criminals?

Think of it like this, if a hundred men came in front of me with a sword intending to kill me, even I would be nervous. Yes, I will kill them all but I can't erase the fear that one sword might pierce my heart. That's how humans are.

At first, the soldiers were a little afraid of the criminals but when they started the fight, they figured that they had to kill, otherwise they would die. Being strong was their only option. So they forgot about their fear and fought with all their might. Also, they weren't sure if I would save them or not, so they really gave it their all.'

"That's fine and all. But the criminals are in the same boat too, right? They also know that they would die if they didn't fight well. If they win, they will be free from prison. So they must also be giving their all and yet, none of them is putting up a good fight. Why is that?"

'That's simple. In the Olympics, let's take the hundred meter race for example, all the participants there have practised, trained, ran countless drills countless times just for that one moment. All their sweat was for the gold medal. And yet, only one among them would win the gold medal. All the others would lose.

So, the racers who didn't win the gold were any less passionate and disciplined than the one who won the gold? No. All of them trained their assess off to win and yet, they didn't.'

Cupid quivered her brows.

Pablo sighed. 'What I am saying is, if two hungry lions fought with each other, knowing full well that losing means death, one would still die. It doesn't mean that one lion was weak, it doesn't mean that one was hungrier, it simply came down to one thing.'

"Which is?"

Pablo smiled.

'Luck.'

Cupid went silent.

She processed his words and eventually asked:

"So your soldiers are lucky that's why they are able to win against the criminals?"

'Hmm..' Pablo squinted his eyes. 'Yes and no.'

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Pablo pinched his eyes. The angel was getting irritating now and this would be the last time he would answer.

'There are one hundred and ten criminals present here. They were captured by the guards that roam around the city. Also, they got captured because they had no money to bribe the guards to not arrest them. Out of these criminals, fifty of them raped countless minor girls because the girls didn't had any Ego to fight back.

These fifty would have raped more but they chose the next victim wrong. They chose a girl who was either the daughter, little sister, or other shit of a rich man. As a result, the rich man got them arrested before they could carry on their rapes.

Then another fifty criminals here, they got arrested because of rapes too. But they used to rape dead girls and women. Sometimes, they kill them and then rape them and sometimes they simply go to a graveyard and dig up a recently buried female. They also got captured because they chose a mother of a Noble as their victim. They wanted to taste the flesh of rich females.

And the last ten criminals, they are the ones whom I can respect a little because they are true to their nature. They only killed. They killed left and right. Their motive wasn't money, fame, lust or love. They had no reason, no hate, no pain. They simply killed because they wanted to. They couldn't sleep if they didn't kill anyone.

They are the only ones who weren't arrested because of some third party. They are the ones who asked the guards to arrest them. Why, you'd ask? Because they were tired of killing people who won't fight back or fight back but won't be able to entertain them. Therefore, they decided to kill the killers. That's why they came to prison. They completely gave in to their beastly nature. If they only had brains, we would have had ten more Pablo Castillo in our hands.

Keeping these ten apart, the reason the soldiers are winning against the other hundred criminals, is because those criminals never faced true danger. They only harmed those who couldn't harm them. They only focused on lust like rabbits fucking and dying. That's why my soldiers are winning. Because to become Abyssal Butchers they must have killed before and those who were killed must be equally strong as them. That's why my soldiers are having an easy time with these self proclaimed evil beings. That's why my soldiers are lucky.

However, now keeping these hundred criminals aside, the ten blood hungry criminals, they are the ones whom the soldiers need to worry about. Because, if you remember, I told you that I respect them a little and if you know me enough, then you might also know…'

Pablo's eyes fell on one criminal.

'I don't respect just anyone.'