429. Clone Team Up
Gula rasped, coughing out a mouthful of black blood. She raised her head as she gasped and looked around. She was alive. Sohow, she survived.
It had happened so quickly. The Archdemon of Gluttony didnt know what changed. One second, the [Hero] was on the back foot, then the next, he blasted her with a deluge of Divine Essence. She didnt know how he did that, but he managed to unlock the true power of the Sword of Alexander. And with it, hed nearly killed her.
The only reason Gula was still alive was because of her quick reactions. Ti slowed around her right before the beam of white aura impacted her. She knew she couldnt teleport away quickly enough, so instead, she created a [Sevenfold Shield of Spaceti]. Her greatest barrier. Even still, it crumbled under the weight of the divine attack. But it held out long enough to keep her alive as she could finally teleport away.
Now, she lay at the top of a hill, overseeing Alyras in the distance. The sun rose behind her, casting its brilliant orange light over her bleeding body. She was in so much pain. Groaning, she sat up and stared at the battlefield. She saw Libids flas spreading, but didnt imdiately return fighting. For a mont, she considered fleeing simply abandoning the plan as a lost cause. But she shook her head.
We cant leave until Iivor and the others return.
She reminded herself of her duties. Any ti now, she was expecting the [Helllord] to be leaving the palace of Alyras with the Crown of Alexander. There was no way hed fail at his job Iivor was thodical, and he wasnt alone. He had the best of the Dukes and Duchesses of the Netherworld with him. On their own, Gloria, Desidia, and Avaritia werent the most reliable. They each had their own hubris, but with Iivor keeping them in check, they were a force to be reckoned with.
Gula lay in her own blood, staring past the walls of the city. Soon, she had to tell herself. Any minute now The [Fiend] got to her feet and waited. She scanned the battlefield, hoping to see her allies making a triumphant return.
And that was when her jaw went slack.
No
Even amidst the fighting, she saw it. She could sense its Divine Essence. No it wasnt the [Hero] wielding the Sword of Alexander, rallying the defenders of Alyras to hold the walls. It was sothing else. A silver-haired girl stood atop the citys wall, facing down Libids Grand Skill, wreathed in an iridescent fla.
Gula blinked a few tis. That couldnt be right. That was clearly an aura of Divine Essence. Perhaps the [Fiend] was hallucinating she was still quite badly hurt, after all. But while Humans having Divine Essence was rather rare to say the least that didnt an they lacked the capacity to reach divinity.
So while Gula was surprised by it, that wasnt what she was fixated on. Instead, her eyes went wide as she saw what the silver-haired girl was wearing.
A glimring crown. An ornate set of greaves. And the Boots of Alexander.
The very sa Boots of Alexander that Gula had entrusted well, been forced to entrust to Avaritia. One of the Treasures of Alexanders. Which ant that the crown and the greaves that exuded the sa aura were also the Treasures of Alexander. The very sa ones that the Dukes and Duchesses had co to Alyras to find.
All three of the Mythical Grade artifacts were with the silver-haired girl. Yet, she was left alone, staring down Libid, not hounded by any of the Dukes or Duchesses.
Slowly, Gulas mind worked together the pieces. What did this imply? What did this an? Well, clearly it only ant one thing: Iivor, Desidia, Gloria, and Avaritia were dead.
Oh.
The Archdemon of Gluttony stood there for a mont, in complete silence. Then the question ca how?
And she would soon get her answer as the silver-haired girl leapt off the wall and challenged Libid.
I heard the roaring flas. I stared into the heart of the inferno. A black firestorm that expanded with each passing second that threatened to consu everything and anything it touched. It was a Demon. A [Jinn].
Arent you in pain?
I asked simply. In response, the flas whipped at , accompanied by a shrill chittering. I sliced through the fiery tendril with my Divine Nebular Scythe as I listened. I could almost hear his voice amidst his cries of pain. But even with [Universal Language Comprehension], the words were lost to . I shook my head.
You dont have to do this. You can just leave right now, you know?
He didnt answer this ti. Instead, the face in the flas vanished as he continued his expansion. I looked down towards a collapsed part of the wall, seeing Daniel and Edithe standing there, fighting off this firestorm. I sighed as I revealed the Treasures of Alexander to him. They flashed, shimring as I drew from their power.
I guess you leave now choice, huh? If youre going to hurt my companions, I will have to kill you.
With that, another tendril of fla struck down at . But I vanished. I dove straight into the fire, unleashing my own iridescent flas back into this dark inferno. I sped around the periter of the expanding black flas once, twice three tis. I left behind a trail of rainbow-colored flas a ring that marked where Id been. And as I passed the [Jinn] over and over again, I unleashed a cone of divine flas to contain this Demon.
Hows that?
I grinned as I slowed down. But my eyes flickered. I watched as a spurt of black flas shot out, eating through even my deluge of rainbow-colored fire.
What?
I quickly disengaged as I heard a howl. A blast of black flas shot out my way forming a massive spike that jutted out of the side of the inferno. I easily escaped it, but it continued on, reaching out for a section of the citys wall. I saw guards scrambling away from the battlents. They wouldve been incinerated in an instant. But a figure leapt in front of the walls, raising a shield.
I blinked as this knight took the blast of black flas head-on. Her shield held up against the overwhelming heat, deflecting the bulk of it so it wouldnt even reach the city. I stared on as the knight lowered her shield and leapt straight into the fire with no hesitation, shearing off sections of the inferno with her sword.
Woah
There was no hesitation on her part. I looked on as she drew the [Jinn]s attention, and tendrils of black flas whipped down at her.
Who is she?
I asked, but didnt get an answer. Instead, my head snapped up. I saw a stray tendril of black fla streak my way, but a voice cut off.
Look out!
A shadowed figure leapt in between and the tendril, slicing it in half. I blinked as I saw the [Rogue] landed before .
Orgaf? Youre fully healed!
I exclaid. The [Nightcrawler Shadower] looked up at as I descended next to him. He studied the artifacts I was wearing.
I am. And by the looks of it, youve been rather busy.
Yep! I beat up those Demons in the city! Now theres only the three out here left.
I nodded at him. He frowned.
So I take it Helena Warshade wont be joining us anyti soon?
Shes still busy with that [Cambion] or sothing. Hes really strong.
Thats unfortunate. We could really use her help here against this magic.
Orgaf looked towards the inferno as it raged on. I didnt focus on that. Instead, I stared at the knight ripping apart the flas.
I an, maybe we wont need Helenas help. Weve already got that [Warrior] there. Shes pretty strong.
I gestured at the sight. Orgaf agreed.
Shes Kaitlin Darkhelm. Commander of the Vaun Qieur Empires Swordsguard Forces. Supposedly, she once beat Mori Gladius in a duel.
Seriously?
I gaped. He continued.
It is only a rumor. I am not sure how
But I cut him off, speaking excitedly.
Shes part of the Vain Qieur Empire Swordsguard Forces? Do you think she knows Alex Crorth? Should I ask her?
I faced Orgaf, eyes sparkling. The Thief of the Golden Scales hesitated.
Who?
Orgaf peered at . I waved a hand off.
Nevermind.
But even with Kaitlin Darkhelm here, I doubt well be able to win against this thing.
He pursed his lips. I cocked my head.
Why not?
This Demon whatever it did, it no longer has a physical form. The only way to defeat it is to destroy the firestorm itself. And to do that, well need grand magic that only the likes of Helena Warshade or Clayton Skyshredder can cast.
He spoke grimly as the black flas whipped out, keeping the surrounding armies back. Only the highest-leveled here dared to draw close, but even Kaitlin Darkhelm had difficulties closing too close into the inferno.
I raised a brow.
Wait, what do you an the Demon doesnt have a physical form?
That Demon. It has beco a purely magical being. It wont be easy to kill with physical attacks. We just have to
But I can see the Demon right there.
I spoke over Orgaf, pointing into the heart of the firestorm. He blinked at .
What?
I hesitated.
Um, do you not see that face right there?
I gestured towards the [Jinn]. Towards the darkness. Orgaf leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. Then he stepped back.
I dont see this, Salvos.
Huh.
It mustve been [Manifestation of the Old Gods] at work, then. I didnt expect it to work this way, but I could quite literally see the Demon here, even when Orgaf couldnt. But that ant the [Jinn] still had a physical body. It was just slightly fragnted.
It lay at the center of the face of the firestorm. It shifted with each movent the inferno made, with bits of the Demons body burning away, fueling the black flas.
I stepped forward as Orgaf watched spread my wings wide.
Well, that [Jinn] has a body, alright. And I think if we destroy it, we can put a stop to his Grand Skill.
He furrowed his brows.
Do you think youll be able to withstand the intensity of its flas?
I dont exactly have to dive in there myself.
I grinned back at him. And as I said that, a pair of silver-gold figures flew past . My clones circled around the inferno as I floated back into the air.
Now, the question is: can you keep up?
Orgaf stared at for a mont, then he chuckled.
I would if you didnt have those damn Boots of Alexander on. But
He placed a hand on the ground as the shadows moved around him, forming figures from the darkness. They moved around him, passing him like they werent even there, yet I knew they were real.
[Darkfriend].
Orgaf stood straight as he looked up at . He smirked.
Youre not the only one who can create clones.
Huh.
I gave him an approving look. With that, we both turned our attentions to the black firestorm.
Lets take this Demon down!
As the battle continued, a [Will O Wisp] watched from afar. Willy sight as Salvos charged into the black flas.
Idiot.
And, finally, he moved to join the fighting.
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