The Word Soul Devil's "Electro-Gel" could devour mana, magic— even life force itself.
If enough of it accumulated, it possessed the terrifying potential to swallow the entire world.
Ordinary magic was utterly useless against such a spell.
Only Netherworld tier magic could oppose it.
And therefore—
When Netherworld magic reached sufficient power, even that so-called all-devouring black-blue gel could be obliterated.
That was precisely what Licht and Lumiere had just demonstrated.
From this, Yuuki gained a clearer understanding of what truly mattered in a battle against a devil.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Lumiere and Licht vanished simultaneously, reappearing at the Word Soul Devil's flanks.
A flash of white light—
Lumiere formed a massive blade of light between his hands and hurled it forward like a beam.
The devil merely tilted his body slightly.
The attack missed.
But in the next instant—
Licht appeared directly in front of the incoming light sword.
The Demon-Dweller Sword absorbed the immense light mana instantly, its blade expanding into a gigantic sword of radiance.
BOOM!
With a heavy impact, the Word Soul Devil was sent flying.
Perfect coordination.
The first time the devil had been blasted back.
Everyone watching was left stunned.
The sky above the chamber thundered endlessly as the two legends unleashed a relentless assault.
Lumiere's Light Magic, paired with Licht's Sword Magic, formed an unbroken chain of attacks—
Forcing the Word Soul Devil onto the defensive.
Asta and the others stared wide-eyed.
Yuuki, however, remained grim.
Licht's natural integration with Mana Zone, combined with Lumiere's speed-focused Light Magic Mana Zone, pushed their movement to unbelievable levels.
Their coordination was flawless.
The devil couldn't even open his mouth to cast Word Soul Magic.
But—
That was all it achieved.
Suppression.
Minor wounds.
Nowhere near fatal.
And the moment even the slightest flaw appeared in that "perfect" coordination—
"Disintegrating Spear."
The devil's hoarse, sinister voice echoed.
A black spear materialized in his hand and collided with Lumiere's blade of light.
At the instant of contact—
The light sword disintegrated.
And Lumiere's arm was severed.
"Impressive," the devil sneered. "To land so many strikes on me."
"But no matter how strong you are… you cannot kill me—now that I possess both body and grimoire."
With a cruel grin, he reversed the spear and thrust it toward Lumiere's chest.
A streak of black tore across the air—
CLANG!
A sharp, resounding clash echoed.
Asta stood before Lumiere.
The Demon-Slayer Sword blocked the spear.
Both Lumiere and Licht froze in surprise.
The Disintegrating Spear could break down any magic it touched.
Yet—
It had been stopped.
"Begone."
The Word Soul Devil spoke coldly.
"AHHH!"
Asta screamed as he was suddenly blasted downward without warning.
"Storm of Blades!"
Countless blades manifested midair, raining down upon him like a tempest.
"This fight won't belong to just the two of you."
A blazing heat erupted.
Yuuki, riding atop a roaring fire dragon, appeared beneath the falling Asta, grabbing him by the collar.
With his other hand raised toward the descending storm—
"Fire Spirit Magic — Salamander's Breath!"
BOOOOM!
A torrent of flame erupted from Salamander's jaws.
Under Yuuki's amplified mana output, the temperature skyrocketed beyond a thousand degrees.
Magic blades and physical weapons alike—
Melted.
Burned.
Reduced to ash.
"What incredible heat… So, this is Spirit Magic? I've never seen such a thing," Lumiere remarked in amazement while retreating.
Nero swiftly reattached his severed stone arm with Sealing Magic.
"That one's Yuuki," she explained briefly. "He uses Replication Magic. And that's far from his only spell."
"Replication Magic? How fascinating," Lumiere's eyes lit up.
"Thanks, Yuuki!"
Asta regained his footing atop the fire dragon.
"This fight isn't just for the seniors to show off! I'm helping too!"
A green streak shot forward.
Yuno hovered beside Yuuki.
"Let's do this."
The two exchanged a brief glance.
No words were needed.
Mana surged.
"Fire Spirit Magic!"
"Wind Spirit Magic!"
"Combination — Spiral Flame Pillar!"
They thrust their arms forward.
A massive beam of crimson fire roared from Salamander's mouth, while Yuno's raging gale spiraled around it, fusing wind and flame into a violent vortex.
The synergy caused the power to skyrocket exponentially.
A blazing spiral column tore toward the devil in an instant.
Spirit Magic already possessed the ability to harm devils.
Combined—
Its destructive force was staggering.
The Word Soul Devil's eye twitched.
"Stop."
"Disintegrate."
"Scatter."
"Vanish."
Four rapid commands.
The Spiral Flame Pillar finally dissipated.
But—
Yuuki and Yuno had never expected it to decide the battle.
The moment their spell ended—
Asta crouched low.
"Leave it to me!"
Yuuki grinned.
They weren't lacking in coordination either.
Grabbing Asta by the collar again—
His arm swelled with power.
"Beast Magic — Bull's Strength!"
BOOM!
Asta was hurled forward with a sonic blast.
At the same instant—
Yuno's wind gave him an additional boost.
He shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.
Too fast.
When the Word Soul Devil finished dispersing the Spirit Magic—
A black blade tip filled his vision.
He had no time to evade.
His mouth had barely begun to open—
The Demon-Slayer Sword pierced through his chest.
Thud.
The sound of flesh being impaled echoed throughout the hall.
Silence fell.
Everyone stared at the Word Soul Devil—
Impaled midair by Asta's sword.
For several long seconds—
No one moved.
The chamber sank into an eerie stillness.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 242 — Wind and Flame Spirit Combination Magic! Perfect Coordination? We Have That Too!
The Word Soul Devil's "Electro-Gel" could devour mana, magic— even life force itself.
If enough of it accumulated, it possessed the terrifying potential to swallow the entire world.
Ordinary magic was utterly useless against such a spell.
Only Netherworld tier magic could oppose it.
And therefore—
When Netherworld magic reached sufficient power, even that so-called all-devouring black-blue gel could be obliterated.
That was precisely what Licht and Lumiere had just demonstrated.
From this, Yuuki gained a clearer understanding of what truly mattered in a battle against a devil.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Lumiere and Licht vanished simultaneously, reappearing at the Word Soul Devil's flanks.
A flash of white light—
Lumiere formed a massive blade of light between his hands and hurled it forward like a beam.
The devil merely tilted his body slightly.
The attack missed.
But in the next instant—
Licht appeared directly in front of the incoming light sword.
The Demon-Dweller Sword absorbed the immense light mana instantly, its blade expanding into a gigantic sword of radiance.
BOOM!
With a heavy impact, the Word Soul Devil was sent flying.
Perfect coordination.
The first time the devil had been blasted back.
Everyone watching was left stunned.
The sky above the chamber thundered endlessly as the two legends unleashed a relentless assault.
Lumiere's Light Magic, paired with Licht's Sword Magic, formed an unbroken chain of attacks—
Forcing the Word Soul Devil onto the defensive.
Asta and the others stared wide-eyed.
Yuuki, however, remained grim.
Licht's natural integration with Mana Zone, combined with Lumiere's speed-focused Light Magic Mana Zone, pushed their movement to unbelievable levels.
Their coordination was flawless.
The devil couldn't even open his mouth to cast Word Soul Magic.
But—
That was all it achieved.
Suppression.
Minor wounds.
Nowhere near fatal.
And the moment even the slightest flaw appeared in that "perfect" coordination—
"Disintegrating Spear."
The devil's hoarse, sinister voice echoed.
A black spear materialized in his hand and collided with Lumiere's blade of light.
At the instant of contact—
The light sword disintegrated.
And Lumiere's arm was severed.
"Impressive," the devil sneered. "To land so many strikes on me."
"But no matter how strong you are… you cannot kill me—now that I possess both body and grimoire."
With a cruel grin, he reversed the spear and thrust it toward Lumiere's chest.
A streak of black tore across the air—
CLANG!
A sharp, resounding clash echoed.
Asta stood before Lumiere.
The Demon-Slayer Sword blocked the spear.
Both Lumiere and Licht froze in surprise.
The Disintegrating Spear could break down any magic it touched.
Yet—
It had been stopped.
"Begone."
The Word Soul Devil spoke coldly.
"AHHH!"
Asta screamed as he was suddenly blasted downward without warning.
"Storm of Blades!"
Countless blades manifested midair, raining down upon him like a tempest.
"This fight won't belong to just the two of you."
A blazing heat erupted.
Yuuki, riding atop a roaring fire dragon, appeared beneath the falling Asta, grabbing him by the collar.
With his other hand raised toward the descending storm—
"Fire Spirit Magic — Salamander's Breath!"
BOOOOM!
A torrent of flame erupted from Salamander's jaws.
Under Yuuki's amplified mana output, the temperature skyrocketed beyond a thousand degrees.
Magic blades and physical weapons alike—
Melted.
Burned.
Reduced to ash.
"What incredible heat… So, this is Spirit Magic? I've never seen such a thing," Lumiere remarked in amazement while retreating.
Nero swiftly reattached his severed stone arm with Sealing Magic.
"That one's Yuuki," she explained briefly. "He uses Replication Magic. And that's far from his only spell."
"Replication Magic? How fascinating," Lumiere's eyes lit up.
"Thanks, Yuuki!"
Asta regained his footing atop the fire dragon.
"This fight isn't just for the seniors to show off! I'm helping too!"
A green streak shot forward.
Yuno hovered beside Yuuki.
"Let's do this."
The two exchanged a brief glance.
No words were needed.
Mana surged.
"Fire Spirit Magic!"
"Wind Spirit Magic!"
"Combination — Spiral Flame Pillar!"
They thrust their arms forward.
A massive beam of crimson fire roared from Salamander's mouth, while Yuno's raging gale spiraled around it, fusing wind and flame into a violent vortex.
The synergy caused the power to skyrocket exponentially.
A blazing spiral column tore toward the devil in an instant.
Spirit Magic already possessed the ability to harm devils.
Combined—
Its destructive force was staggering.
The Word Soul Devil's eye twitched.
"Stop."
"Disintegrate."
"Scatter."
"Vanish."
Four rapid commands.
The Spiral Flame Pillar finally dissipated.
But—
Yuuki and Yuno had never expected it to decide the battle.
The moment their spell ended—
Asta crouched low.
"Leave it to me!"
Yuuki grinned.
They weren't lacking in coordination either.
Grabbing Asta by the collar again—
His arm swelled with power.
"Beast Magic — Bull's Strength!"
BOOM!
Asta was hurled forward with a sonic blast.
At the same instant—
Yuno's wind gave him an additional boost.
He shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.
Too fast.
When the Word Soul Devil finished dispersing the Spirit Magic—
A black blade tip filled his vision.
He had no time to evade.
His mouth had barely begun to open—
The Demon-Slayer Sword pierced through his chest.
Thud.
The sound of flesh being impaled echoed throughout the hall.
Silence fell.
Everyone stared at the Word Soul Devil—
Impaled midair by Asta's sword.
For several long seconds—
No one moved.
The chamber sank into an eerie stillness.
(End of Chapter)
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