On the glowing crimson magic circle, a shadowy figure began to rise.
In the next instant, two enormous bat-like wings unfurled behind the shadow, evoking the image of a being from hell—a devil.
Witnessing this devil being summoned into the human world, Asia's face drained of all color.
Her role was that of a healer, so she had no combat abilities and had never received any combat training.
In other words, her fighting prowess was no different from that of an ordinary girl.
As for the others present, they were all ordinary humans with no chance of victory against a devil.
Even if it were the lowest-ranking devil, an ordinary human would be instantly annihilated the mont they engaged it.
That was why Asia imdiately urged everyone to flee.
She intended to use herself as bait to lure the devil.
As a devil, it would naturally despise the Church, and her attire was that of a nun.
So, Asia picked up a stone and threw it at the devil.
Unfortunately, the stone didn't fly very far, but it was enough to draw the devil's attention. The creature turned its gaze toward her, eyes filled with malice, as if it wanted to devour her.
Faced with such a gaze, Asia was terrified, her legs trembling slightly.
If possible, she certainly didn't want to die—it was only natural to fear death.
But compared to her own death, she feared the deaths of others even more.
So, once she confird the devil was fixated on her, Asia turned and ran.
However, she had barely taken a few steps when the devil flapped its wings and instantly closed the distance, appearing right beside her. Its clawed hand reached toward her face.
"First, I'll gouge out one of your—"
Thud—!
The sound of flesh striking flesh cut off the devil's words as its face contorted before it was sent flying like a cannonball, landing over a dozen ters away.
"Mr... Mr. Renji?"
Incredible... Could it be that Mr. Renji wasn't an ordinary person either?
"Bastard!"
The devil roared in fury as it scrambled to its feet, raising both hands toward them.
A dark flash—black flas shot forward, making Asia's heart leap into her throat.
But in the next instant, a black fla twice as large surged forth, colliding with the devil's attack—only to scatter?
No, the larger black fla was the one that dispersed, while the devil's flas dissipated shortly after.
The one who had unleashed the larger black fla was Mr. Renji. Could he also use magic?
He really wasn't an ordinary person.
The devil, montarily startled, then wore a strange expression.
"Hah? Are you an idiot?"
There was a hint of mockery in its tone.
"You actually used demonic magic directly..."
The summoned low-ranking devil sneered.
Demonic magic was designed to be wielded by the devil race.
Even though humans possess magical power, they cannot use the exact sa magic circles as devils. They must analyze and construct similar spells, adapting them to the human body before they can be cast.
Yet this human foolishly used a devil's magic directly, which is why the spell failed to take form.
Moreover, such reckless usage is dangerous—one misstep, and the human body could destroy itself.
In other words, this human never underwent proper magical training. He must have stumbled upon a devil's spell sowhere and tried to use it as-is.
How idiotic.
And so, the lesser devil unleashed another wave of black flas.
He wasn't foolish enough to close the distance this ti—this human seed formidable in close combat.
For a mont, the battlefield was filled with the clash of black flas from both sides.
"Mr. Renji!"
Asia grew anxious. According to the devil, directly using a devil's spell like Mr. Renji was doing would lead to problems.
Ah, it seed the problems had already begun. She could see black patterns spreading across Renji's hands—were those his veins turning black?
"Alright, ti to die, human!!!"
This ti, the lesser devil intended to unleash an advanced version of his previous spell, so the casting ti would be slightly longer.
The black flas compressed within the magic circle in his hands writhed irregularly, gradually elongating into the shape of a spear.
Now, go—
"Boom—!"
A blast of black flas struck him directly, eliciting a scream.
What was happening?
At this distance, the flas the human had unleashed should have fizzled out long before reaching him.
His pupils contracted as he hastily dodged—another wave of black flas was already hurtling toward him.
"What is this?!"
The destructive force was nearly on par with the lesser devil's own.
This was bizarre. A human shouldn't be able to wield a devil's spell with such proficiency.
This—
"What?!"
He couldn't help but exclaim as he noticed subtle changes in the human's magic circle compared to the original.
Could it be… this human was analyzing and reconstructing the spell mid-cast to adapt it for himself?
Th-That's impossible!!!
"Damn it!!!"
The devil flapped his wings violently, soaring into the sky to exploit his aerial advantage and make himself a harder target.
From high above, he prepared another enhanced attack.
"Die!"
He hurled an amorphous black fla spear downward.
This ti, the human was done for. There was no way he could intercept it with the spell he'd just learned.
Yet—
His pupils shrank again. The human was compressing black flas in his own hands, and the magic circle he'd deployed was identical to the spear the devil had just thrown.
A mont later, an even larger black fla spear was launched upward, colliding with and neutralizing the devil's attack.
"H-How is this possible?! Are you mocking ?!"
Every ti the devil used a new spell, the human copied it, analyzing and reconstructing it right before his eyes.
Was this so kind of humiliation?!
Realizing this, the devil decided to retreat strategically.
The damn nun beside this human could heal, restoring his body. If this continued, he might actually lose.
Worse, he feared attracting the attention of the Church's exorcists.
"Hmph, humans, consider yourselves lucky—"
The voice lingered, and the expression of the lower-ranking devil froze.
The human below was about to unleash black flas at him again. The problem was, these weren't ordinary black flas—this guy had opened dozens, if not hundreds, of magic circles in one go.
In an instant, a barrage of black flas bombarded him, forcing him to dodge and defend with a grimace.
And then—
Thud—!
A charred-looking body crashed to the ground, but the devil was still alive, staring in horror at the smiling human approaching him.
His hands were already torn and bloody.
"Let conduct an experint," the human said as he reached out, one of the ten rings on his fingers glowing faintly.
What was he trying to do?!
"Stop! Aaaaaah—!"
The devil scread as he realized his contract with his master was being forcibly severed, and a new contract was being reconstructed—with a new master whose na was—
No, this couldn't be!
"You—you, how is this possible?! You—"
"Shut up!"
"Understood, my master!"
Watching the now-submissive devil, Renji frowned as he examined another ring on his hand.
This ring was also glowing, activating a summoning ritual.
He hadn't initiated it himself. Rather, while casting magic earlier, so of the inefficiently used mana had flowed into this ring, triggering it automatically.
What was being summoned was the 56th of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods—Gremory.
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