Hellmode ~Gamer Who Likes to Speedrun Becomes Peerless in a Parallel World with Obsolete Setting~ Vol. 12 - Chapter 737 - Maneuvering behind the scene - The G

The territory of Space-Ti God saw an invasion from Virdiga and Bask---once high-ranking demon, but now transford into Fiend Kings.

Allen's party rushed ahead after receiving the ssage from Lupto, moreso to secure their comrade Cecile, but amidst the light skirmish, they soon learned that the Demon King Army had sent more than just two opponents.

Just as they'd thought all the access to other floors had been blocked, Kyubel and Mara, now the Fiend King, showed themselves as Fiend King Ordo blast through the 2nd floor through his skill «Inferno Blade».

Further aggravating the situation was the voice---the unmistakably grating voice of an elderly demon Shinorom---declaring his imminent takeover of the managent system of Space-Ti God, along with the help of a subordinate demon whose 'Gii' cry they heard.

Though Allen couldn't see it directly from where he stood, Peromus described it as a grotesque creature covered in tentacles, with a single monstrous eye.

He had heard how they tricked Beck, the forr beast prince, and instigated civil war. They also had their hand in kidnapping Crucia, Doberg's wife, and were the reason behind Doberg losing one of his eyes too. It would be correct to assu they're mortal enemies.

Allen inwardly sorted out the situation while they stood in stare-off against the Fiend Kings

Bask, who was clueless all around, and expressionless Virdiga had to have so reason to allow Space-Ti God to send SOS while also relentlessly forcing him into the fight.

Bask's wild aggression aside, Allen did feel Virdiga had been deliberately focusing on defense, drawing out ti.

«You heard it, right? And yet, you arrived to fight, full of yourself once again. Uh-huh, it seems you really need to learn a lesson on how not to mindlessly jump in the situation. It's punishnt ti, Allen-kun~.»

It wasn't the first ti Allen had been trapped. He and his party had once been sealed inside the Temple of Fire, where the Cult of the Evil God had made their move. He not only had fought Gushara, but also Bask, and Arbitrary God Pheras who was their enemy back then.

"But can you? This is the territory of Space-God, and I can disappear to any place."

But in the current situation, there was barely anything that could stop him, as he could still use Bird A's technique. It was quite a misfortune that rus wasn't with them, since he could have used «Angel's Halo» to take control of the managent system, however they'd more room to maneuver unlike the Fire Temple scenario.

«Indeed, it's not confird for sure. But would you do it, though? To leave your comrades behind... you can flail all you want, but you will always be a pawn in my hand, Allen-kun.»

In contrast, Kyubel, assured that Allen would have no choice but to still stick around, whistled and winked at him from behind the mask. It appeared there was no doubt in him over his victory.

"Tch!"

A groan escaped from Allen. He wasn't sure if Kyubel knew about the presence of Cecile or Commander Larappa, but he must have surefire intel over their comrades.

Still, Allen feigned frustration, trying to throw Kyubel off, all while probing for more intel.

(So... was the real goal to lure here just to defeat ? No---it's not that simple. More likely, they're trying to keep occupied while sothing else happens. That would make more sense. Let see where their confidence stems from. Kuwataro---appraise them.)

«Understood. The appraisal is being perford.»

And soon, the status of his enemies laid bare for Allen to watch.

Na: Mara

Age: 187,200

Race: Fiend King

Strength: 180,000 50,000 (from gear)

Magic: 250,000 100,000

Attack: 140,000

Endurance: 140,000 50,000

Agility: 160,000 50,000

Intelligence: 250,000 150,000

Luck: 120,000

Elent: None (pure neutral), -50% Offense Magic Cast Duration, -50% Cooldown, 50% Magic Damage

Resistance: None, Magic Resistance (High), Evasion Proficiency (High), Abnormal Status Resistance (High)

Na: Ordo

Age: 2,180,000

Race: Fiend King

Strength: 350,000 100,000 (equipnt)

Magic: 250,000

Attack: 300,000 150,000

Endurance: 230,000 50,000

Agility: 250,000 100,000

Intelligence: 200,000

Luck: 100,000 50,000

Elents: Darkness, 50% Critical Hit Rate,- 50% Cooldown

Resistance: Darkness, Breath Resistance (High), Magic Resistance (Strong)

(So Mara is a mage-esque character? Well, not surprising given his appearance. Ordo is none the less formidable. I guess so. The Demon King Army would've no weaklings after al---huh?)

Na: Kyubel

Age: ?????? ??????

Race: Fiend King

Strength: ?????? ??????

Magic: ?????? ??????

Attack: ?????? ??????

Endurance: ?????? ??????

Agility: ?????? ??????

Intelligence: ?????? ??????

Luck: ?????? ??????

Elents: ????

Resistance: ????

Allen had already heard Ordo was the strongest in the Demon King Army from rus. He was at the forefront among the Demon King Army when they invaded Divine Realm to steal the sacred artifacts of Fire God Freya.

---Shine!

Suddenly, the jester mask on Kyubel's face reflected a faint purple glow.

«I apologise, Allen-sama. It appeared Kyubel has so sort of protection that blocks my appraisal gaze.»

(The what?? How... I an, if anyone should've shown this phenonon, it could have been Bask with his abnormal status resistance. Don't tell he has resistance on par with god class?)

Allen released a baffled shout inwardly seeing the appraisal gaze being cut off.

«Aw, that's not how good kids behave, Allen-kun. You do know that peeping is a no-no, don't you? But you can say your prudence is both your forte and also the shortcoming. So I had co prepared, eh.»

(And he even knew he had been subjected to status effects?)

In the end, his rash action from earlier, and cautious stance at presence yielded in failure.

Kyubel, having his efforts paid off, spilled a grin, obviously despite the mask.

"Co prepared?"

"Indeed. I have made sure you're dead at this ti.»

«Alright, that's enough nonsense. It's now a race against ti. Shinorom. I believe the ti in their chit-chat should've been enough to complete your groundwork, so have you?»

"But of course. The synchronisation with Demon King's Castle has been achieved. I've also adjusted the magic output to accommodate the maximum number of transfers..."

«Now that's what I like to hear. Alright, proceed with the teleportation. Summon newly created Fiend Kings first. If we simply let them loose as is, the gods will wipe them out in no ti."

"Huh? Summon them, you say?"

«Hehe, you may think you got us surrounded with your summons, but are you ready to have the table turned on you, eh, Allen??

«Allen-dono. It's probably better to engage in battle imdiately.»

"So it does seem. We can't let them feel like they own this place."

Behind Ordo---who had effortlessly severed the arms of the Space-Ti God---stood four Fiend Kings, poised for battle.

A sense of dread crept in, and Leon urged that they resu combat imdiately.

Allen's party had already spread out in fan shape, ready to unleash their barrage at opponents at a mont's notice.

Alas, they were a step late.

Shinorom had finished his ddling with the managent system, and now, they're apparently calling in their reinforcent from Demon King's Castle.

In just few monts, a innurable magic circles began appearing all across the territory of Space-Ti God where Allen.

---Vrrrrrr!

----Flash!

With a piercing chanical screech, the circles erupted in blinding light, forcing Allen and the others to shield their eyes.

«Kreeeeeeeeee!!»

«Raaaaaaawwrrr!!»

«Grrraarrrggg!!»

(What the---so many monsters, no, demons? There are at least several hundred---no, they're no less than 1000! So of them are even high-ranking demons!!)

The hue of despair seeped into their worldview. Allen had Kuwataro appraise the incoming army similarly, and it revealed they'd been composed of 'demons' as well 'high-ranking demons.'

"Allen-dono, what's our plan?! It doesn't seem like confrontation is an option. We should escape! Sofiarone-sama, please stick closer and back for your safety!!"

"T-this... might not be a good idea..."

«Hey Luck, stop squirming.»

"I know, Muton!"

The tide of battle had completely shifted. Allen's party was left speechless, unable to contain their shock.

Na: Raigon

Age: 2,500

Race: Demon (High-ranking Demon)

Strength: 30,000 50,000 (Equipnt)

Magic: 22,000

Attack: 30,000 50,000

Endurance: 20,000 30,000

Agility: 22,000 30,000

Intelligence: 23,000

Luck: 0

Elent: Lightning , 30% Critical Rate, 30% Cooldown Ti

Resistance: Lightning, Physical Resistance (Mid), Magic Resistance (Mid)

Na: Morozon

Age: 12,000

Race: High Demon (Supre Artificial Soldier)

Strength: 60,000 60,000 (Gear Bonus)

Magic: 72,000 100,000

Attack: 40,000

Endurance: 45,000 60,000

Agility: 60,000 60,000

Intelligence: 75,000 100,000

Luck: 0

Elent: Wind, Fire, 50% Cast Ti for Offensive Magic, 30% Cooldown Ti

Resistance: Wind, Fire, Breath Resistance (High), Magic Resistance (High)

By having Kuwataro check out on current opponent's force using «Thousand-Eyes» and «Appraisal Gaze» skill in tandem---which were by virtue of his four eyes that allowed him to use multiple skills---Allen and team quickly learned they're facing 300 high-ranking demons, and 700 regular demons.

«Hmm, these numbers should be sufficient for now. Mara, cast the buff.»

«Understood. Evil Force! Alright, now everyone's buff will see an enhanced effect. By the order of the Demon King Army's Supre Commander---cast your buffs now!"

«Yes, sir! Dark Protect!!»

«Mad Howl!»

«Full Devil Crash!»

«Energy Full Attack!»

---Crackle!

---Fwoosh!

---Screeeeeee!

At Ordo's command, Mara began weaving powerful spells into the demon horde. With crackling sound effects and flashes of malicious energy, support-type mages joined in, their chants laced with dark power, stacking layers of enhancents on every demon present.

«Makris---Freeze Cannon!!»

Allen summoned a Bird F summoned beast, and had it carry Makris in hope of interrupting their opponent, even if alone.

However Kyubel's grin only broadened when he saw this, seemingly already anticipating it.

«Oh, co on, Allen-kun. You really do not try hard huh. You're so easy to read soday you will not even realise when you've been backstabbed. Gandion, do it.»

"Freeze Cannon, incoming---wait, whaaAAAAT!?"

Kyubel's taunt and Makris's---stationed at the rearguard---panicked scream ca at the exact sa mont.

Soone had teleported behind the rearguard.

Allen turned in ti to see a massive golem-like---one of the six Radiant Fiends he had seen in the imperial capital of Patlanta in the Prostia Empire.

Back then, it had a body forged of pitch-black adamantite. But now, It had been strengthened further, evolved to be Fiend King.

Now, Its body glead gold, a work of orichalcum obvious from a glance. When it swung its massive arm on bulkish body, it was as if a wall itself had been crashing on them.

Makris launched his Freeze Cannon, but the monster shattered it effortlessly---then, without pause, continued its sweep with an arm that stretched a full hundred ters toward Allen's group.

The hit must have brought down Makris's strength to zero as a light bubble floated out from where the floor and Gandion's massive arm t, and disappeared.

«Allen-dono!»

«Stay in your spot, Luck. I will make sure harm doesn't co your way!!»

"Jigen-sama, please erect a barri---kyaaa!?"

"Shophiarone-sa---aaaarh!!"

Luvanka tower above Allen to shield him from the massive arm.

The great spirit of poison swamps, Mouton, transford into a massive mbrane, trying to shield Sophie, Luck, and Formar. The great spirit of water summoned a wall of water. The great spirit of space raised a shimring barrier.

But the sheer force of that one blow tore through all of it, devouring everything in its path.

«You all may forsake any thought of help, and accept your end in the nigh despair.»

As the wreckage spread across the battlefield, his words rang out like a cruel verdict, echoing over the ruins.