In the distant forest, tree roots continuously emerged from the ground, intertwining like a giant net spreading out, surrounding the center of the battlefield from all directions.
Azuma's body was half-merged into the trees, standing atop the sea of trees, closing in on this location, while Zancrow was nowhere to be seen.
On a branch beside Azuma sat the demon Franmalth, clutching his chest.
The sea of trees carried the two of them toward the center of the battlefield.
However, he was clearly terrified out of his wits by now, continuously cursing at Azuma:
"Damn human!"
"Get out of here! That guy is an angel?!"
"Do you have any idea what an angel is?!"
"Leave quickly!"
Azuma frowned slightly and glanced at Franmalth. For a demon, he was surprisingly cowardly, so he couldn't help but explain again:
"It's all fake."
"It's an illusion created by that brat using Illusion Magic."
Franmalth was furious and pointed at Azuma's nose, cursing:
"Idiot!"
"You're the one who's fake!"
"Try getting stabbed by him with a sword and you'll know! See if it's real or fake!"
Stupid human, he was the one who got stabbed.
That feeling of near-death and the aura of light, how could it possibly be fake!
Azuma's mouth twitched violently.
What a waste of space...
Ignoring Franmalth, he continued to control the sea of trees, closing in on the center of the battlefield:
"The other demons from your guild are all over there."
"If you run now..."
"It won't be easy to explain when you go back. Let's fight together."
Franmalth was furious:
"What's so hard to explain?"
"Anyway, even if I die, I'll just resurrect at the Hell's Core. Hurry up and let that angel kill them all!"
"Turn around immediately!!!"
Azuma ignored him and continued to control the sea of trees, slowly surrounding the center of the battlefield.
In terms of distance, Franmalth's voice wasn't loud, one could even say it was faint, but there were only a few people on the battlefield, all top-tier mages and powerful demons.
Franmalth's words might as well have been spoken right in their ears.
Kyouka, who was on the ground in front of Gall Brons, was twitching; she clearly hadn't recovered from the aftereffects of the pain magic yet when she heard Franmalth's roar.
Kyouka's expression instantly turned dark, and she gritted her teeth:
"That... idiot..."
This was guild classified information, and he just shouted it out like that. She could already foresee the wrath of the Guild Master, Mard Geer.
Azuma was considered an ally of the dark guild, but for Gall Brons to know...
Grimoire Heart's example was still right in front of them.
Sure enough.
Upon hearing Franmalth's words, a mysterious smile appeared on Gall Brons's face as he looked at the grim-faced Kyouka:
"So that's how it is, you can resurrect."
"Is that thing called the Hell's Core?"
"Truly worthy of being the most mysterious dark guild on the continent of Ishgar."
"It seems I'll have to spread this news so the mages of Ishgar can put their heads together."
"And..."
"A guild composed entirely of demons, using not magic, but Curses that are impossible to guard against. Everyone will need to be careful."
"Let me guess..."
"Your Curse is an Enhancement Curse, right?"
"You can enhance yourself, transform into a demon, strip away the five senses, and extend your claws to use as whips..."
With every sentence Gall Brons spoke, Kyouka's expression grew uglier.
And it wasn't just her; Cool Moon Heaven · Serra and Tempester were not spared either. Gall Brons laid out all of their abilities "roughly" as he spoke.
Even Franmalth, who had hidden away after being stabbed once, was not spared by Gall Brons:
"And that one-eyed yellow demon, it's an absorption ability, right?"
"It can absorb magic power; I felt that firsthand."
"Also, Gengar said it felt a threat like a natural predator from that one-eyed demon."
"Is it souls?"
Kyouka's scalp tingled, and she looked at Gall Brons in disbelief.
It was understandable for their abilities to be figured out while fighting Gall Brons, but Franmalth had only been stabbed once—how did he guess the ability to absorb souls?
For the first time, Kyouka felt fear toward a human.
No wonder Master Mard Geer compared his potential to that of the Magic King August; it wasn't just his magical talent, but this terrifying intellect...
Since it's come to this...
Kyouka looked to the other side:
"Tempester!"
Tempester's resolute voice came back:
"I know."
His body then began to emit a purple light, and his entire form turned into mist and exploded, like a dull bomb, with purple particles instantly spreading out.
This was Tempester's self-destruction technique.
Using his final strength to self-destruct, he allowed the 'Magical Impairment Particle' generated by the explosion to spread and contaminate the city. Once an excessive amount of Magical Impairment Particles were inhaled, one would die suddenly.
If unleashed in a town, it could poison and kill all the humans in the entire city within a very short time.
Tempester's movements were fast; almost the instant Kyouka finished calling out, he initiated the self-destruction.
The closest ones, Kyouka and Cool Moon Heaven · Serra, inhaled the most. The two demons did not resist and allowed the Magical Impairment Particles to continuously invade their bodies.
They could both resurrect via the Hell's Core, so they didn't fear death at all.
If they could be transported back along with their corpses, resurrection would be much easier, and their strength would not decrease.
It was just that their strength would inevitably decrease somewhat after resurrection, but there was no help for it, as their corpses certainly couldn't be taken back.
Kyouka's breathing gradually became difficult. Looking at Gall Brons, her eyes held a hint of ruthlessness, and her voice was hoarse and intermittent: "Despicable... human..."
"If you are lucky enough not to die..."
"Next time..."
"Will be your death date..."
Kyouka didn't hold much hope that the Magical Impairment Particles would kill Gall Brons, but as long as it could delay his actions, that was enough.
Azuma had already arrived, and there was also that massive magic power underground; how they fought was their own business.
Having fought to this point, there was no need for them to continue.
After they resurrected, they would definitely tell Master Mard Geer to make full preparations before coming to intercept and kill this guy.
Even if the entire Tartaros had to be mobilized, even if they had to bring in several space-locking formations, they would spare no cost to kill Gall Brons...
Thump.
Cool Moon Heaven · Serra's body collapsed, no longer breathing, and Kyouka was also swaying, collapsing onto the ground.
Her vision was already somewhat blurry.
Gall Brons's figure, wearing a black magic robe, gradually approached.
A mocking smile touched Kyouka's lips; this was the inferiority of humans.
Even toward a dying enemy, they still had to come forward to humiliate them.
Watching Gall Brons gradually walk closer, Kyouka used her last ounce of strength, just about to open her mouth to mock Gall Brons.
She saw Gall Brons lean down, grab Cool Moon Heaven · Serra's fair calf, lift her up, smack his lips, and nod:
"What an excellent material (for replenishing origin) this is."
Getting two complete demon corpses for free; what a stroke of luck.
Meanwhile, on Kyouka's side, she was already stunned.
What is this human doing?
Watching Gall Brons holding Cool Moon Heaven · Serra's calf and shaking it back and forth, Cool Moon Heaven · Serra's body swayed powerlessly.
In Kyouka's mind, the'string' known as reason snapped:
"Bastard... Hu...!!!"
Before she could spit out the word 'man', she was angered to death...
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