"[Rend]."
-KACH-!!!
Beelzebub felt as Amael’s sword of pure Aether, sliced right through his back from top to bottom, diagonally.
And yet, confusion set in when he felt… absolutely nothing from the attack.
Functioning more or less like a slightly delayed response, The Demon King, watched as what seed to a spectre, dissociated from his body a second later.
-Schlup-!
Watching the sight before him with a widened gaze of disbelief, one that was also laced with genuine fear, Beelzebub watched as said spectre, shuddered and began to unravel, almost as if trying to return back to his body.
-Schwik… Zzzrk… Tchwishk… Fwurrk-!
Extending a wispy, tendril-like structure from its phantom-like form, the spectre writhed and twisted eerily, now that it realized it could no longer return to its original abode.
-Zzrssk… Trrsshhk-!
And then, it stopped... or to be more precise, it froze, almost as if in temporal stasis, a radiant, bright light, enveloping its frozen form.
-Fwam-!
Then, it shattered, the entirety of it, dissolving into a shimr of gently, glowing particles... disappearing into the air, like stardust…
-Trinkle… Swish…
This, certain, unexplainable phenonon, happened, all within the span of a fraction of a second.
And so, as the sight lingered on, reflecting in Beelzebub’s eyes once he had realized just what it was Amael had done to him, Aiden and Flynn, watched as the Hero, not even wasting a single mont, delivered the attack, a hundred more tis in rapid succession!
-KACH-!! KACH-!! KACH-!!
Dissecting through Beelzebub’s being with his formless sword at a blur, untraceable to the naked eye, the phenonon, happened again, all in similar rapid successions.
-Schlup-! Schlup-! Schlup-!
-Trinkle… Swish…
And yet, despite the blitzingly, frankly inhuman and unbelievable speeds of his sword attacks, almost as if he was dissecting through a frozen point in ti, Amael’s attacks, had not even a physical effect on Beelzebub.
Not, a single drop blood, drawn.
And yet, the damage done to The Demon King’s soul, was faultlessly, irreversible.
More than a hundred thousand of the accumulated souls he had intricately built into an interconnecting web to attain immortality, was being rendered asunder, in a matter of seconds.
The Hero had created a spell, solely to destroy his Soul Corridor.
It was at this mont that the reality dawned on Beelzebub…
Amael, truly had found out the secret to his immortality.
Yet, the pride of a King who stands above an entire race, and an entire world, refused to go down without a fight!
-WHAAAAM-!!!
In an instant, Aiden, Flynn and Amael, watched as Beelzebub, had a sudden, walloping wave of nether energy, explode from the entirety of his being, one that everyone on the battlefield, regardless of who they were, felt, even if only for a brief mont.
But for the trio who had tasked themselves with taking down the Demon King, they could actually feel, what had really happened to The Demon King.
He had experienced a power surge, one that probably, put him above all three, even with their combines strengths, ever-so-slightly.
Along with that surge, was a physical transformation, one that was noticeable by all whom had felt his sudden wave of energy.
Now swelling with a surge of nether energy, Beelzebub had undergone a fearso transformation from his originally, sowhat lanky figure.
His muscles were bulging and his skin had further darkened from obsidian, into streaks of red and purple across the expanse of his body.
His previously two, pitch black sclera, wiggled to extend into two additional pairs, and so did two additional pair of arms, erupt from his sides.
Each arm, crackled with a fiery, almost otherworldly intensity, the nails on each of them, enough to serve as a small dagger each.
Radiating with an eerie, sinister glow, Beelzebub’s six-ard form, stood before Arcanora, emitting another terrifying flare of nether energy as he exuded a guttural roar that caused every single being on the battlefield to feel shivers, running up their spine.
"I’ve never seen that f-"
Amael was yet to complete his statent before he felt the wind, nicking a few strands of his hair!
-WHOOOM-!!
Although he had dodged, just in the nick of ti, Beelzebub’s claws, nevertheless, had traced a thin, long sliver of blood across the side of his temple.
Yet, Amael, could only watch with a deep frown on his face as the second arm, individually working on its own, launched a devastating punch towards his torso.
-THWAM-!!!
Sent flying downwards without rcy, even despite levitating in the air, Amael gritted his teeth and struggled to regain control just before he crashed to the ground.
The Demon King’s attack was just that powerful!
While this was happening, Beelzebub had already swiveled his head around to watch as Aiden was already upon him, his greatsword descending at a blur!
-SCHWING-!!!
Having used [Grav Boost], along with [Compression] and [Gravity Blast], three simultaneously cast spells that was now afforded to him due to being an EX-ranker, Aiden was certain his attack would connect!
-GRIP-!!
And yet, Beelzebub gripped the sword and instantly, despite being forged with the Eclipsian Prism, shattered it like brittle glass.
-CRACKLE-!!!
Before Aiden could even evade the next attack, Beelzebub’s three arms, in eerie synchrony, delivered in quick succession; an uppercut, a [Malevolent Impact], and a direct punch to the youth’s torso; all in the fraction of a second!
-WHAM-!!!
-BOOM-!!!
-THWACK-!!!
"Ahk!!" Aiden let out a painful groan, his chest caved in as he flew through the air.
Hurtling backwards like a broken kite with no rcy, the youth willed himself to recover, one that he soon did, all in a matter of a single second!
And yet, during those seconds, Flynn already had to face the transford Demon King all alone!
Appearing right before the youth, Beelzebub watched as Flynn’s katana descended at the speed of sound, {Severance}, re seconds away from bisecting him into two equal halves!
-SCHWING-!!!
Yet, with an unnatural agility, one that Flynn himself, despite his acrobatics mastery, could only wish he knew, Beelzebub dodged the attack and launched a counter attack from below!
Six, [Malevolent Impacts].
-FREEEEMM-!!!
Widening his eyes in shock, Flynn, at the very last minute, coated himself with Aether whilst simultaneously also casting [Force Field].
And yet, the disastrous impact of the attack, sent him flying upwards into the air like a broken marionette, his [Force Field], shattered in an instant!
-SHATTER-!!!
Having separated all three from him in a matter of seconds, each in relatively similar fractions of a second from each other, Amael had co to an instant realization as to the cause of Beelzebub’s sudden transformation.
’His Soul Corridor’s absorbed all of the souls into his main soul to bolster his strength…’
’That’s why he’s no longer talking…’
’That’s why, he’s completely, rged to beco sothing akin to a monster…’
’However, this ans that this is the perfect mont to kill him off for good!’
No sooner had the Hero co to that decision, he instantly, spoke into the minds of the youths;
’Liam. Ken. Let’s do as we’ve planned.’
Hearing that, both youths, despite still recovering from their previously displaced positions, responded with determination;
’Roger that!’
In an instant, Flynn, summoned two doppelgangers in the air, both of them catching him as he hurtled upwards, spinning him at mid-air and instantly, flinging him back downwards with a terrifying speed as they disappeared.
-TWOOOM-!
Aiden, on the other hand, used [Reversal] to halt himself at mid-air and then, with an activated [Grav Boost], broke the speed of sound as he launched himself with a resounding boom, back towards Beelzebub in an instant!
-FWOOOM-!
As for Amael, he simply propelled himself upwards with a surging burst of Aether, closing the gap between he and the transford Beelzebub in an instant!
-SCHWOOM-!
In the blink of an eye, not a second later after The Six-ard Demon King had spread them out, all three were upon him again in a three-way format!
Extending his arms out, ready to blast each individually with two [Oblivion] blasts each, Amael, descended his Aether-based sword whilst casting [Rend]!
No sooner had the transford Beelzebub heard that, sowhere in his psyche, it triggered a mory of what the spell was capable of!
Realizing that this was the reason why he had chosen to switch to this form, a last call of sorts in case he actually was going to die, The Six-Ard Demon King, focused his entire attention on Amael and making him his main target…
… only to watch as the Aether-based sword in his hand, switched into the hilt of a broken greatsword.
No sooner had this happened, he felt the energy of the sword sowhere else, right before him, right in the hands of the erald-eyed youth whose gaze was cold as the Aether-based sword, descended at an astonishing speed!
-WHISH-!
Considering he was currently much faster than all three due to his current form, redirecting his attention onto Aiden in the fraction of a nano-second, wasn’t an issue.
-WOOSH-!
And yet, just as he extended his six arms to stop Aiden, [Oblivion], re monts from being casted, the phenonon happened once again!
This ti, a katana was now in Aiden’s hands, the Aether-based sword, now in Flynn’s hand.
Still, the transford Beelzebub reacted in ti, albeit a bit slowly, to counteract Flynn who was planning to drive it straight into his heart.
But as if it had all being planned out from the very beginning, the broken hilt of a greatsword, appeared in Flynn’s hands and Amael, now had his weapon back in hand, all as a result of Aiden using Spatial Shift.
At this point, the transford Beelzebub was too slow to react, the reality, dawning on him that he should have, from the very beginning, never took his eyes off Amael, even for a single mont.
As for the Hero, he plunged the sword, right through Beelzebub’s chest with a backstab whilst saying the words;
"Die Beelzebub… die and take your death, to your infinity."
-KACH-!!!
-Schlup-!
-Trinkle… Swish…
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