Remu felt more confidence as her plan unfolded seamlessly.
Her slis moved in perfect sync, and the laser attack closed in on Belphegor from all directions. The sheer speed of the beam left no room for escape—if he moved even slightly, he would be completely erased.
She recalled her earlier death, a mistake caused by being unprepared. This ti was different. Her instincts were sharper, her strategy carefully planned, and she held full control over the battle.
anwhile, Belphegor hovered in place at the center, completely still. His relaxed stance made it seem like he didn’t care about the destruction closing in around him.
Then, he smiled—a cold, cruel smile that cut through Remu’s brief sense of victory.
"Is that all you’ve got?" His voice was sharp and mocking.
This enraged Remu, prompting her to focus the full force of the attack on him.
The combined beams hit him, triggering a massive explosion of light.
The space vibrated from the impact. For a mont, Remu believed she had won.
But when the light faded, terror gripped her. Belphegor stood unhard, his body surrounded by a dark, swirling shield.
Her heart sank as she felt her link to the slis snap.
"No... how?" Her voice cracked as panic took hold.
Belphegor raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The sound echoed unnaturally, sharp and chilling.
Before she could move, the damage of her attack was transferred to her. It wasn’t just reflected—it was stronger, and deadlier than before.
"NO!" Remu’s scream rang out as her body bloated.
BOOOOOM!
The blast consud her completely, erasing her slis and leaving only a pool of blue liquid where she had stood. The force was too much for even her regeneration to handle. She was gone in an instant.
Belphegor sighed and brushed off his shoulder, as if the fight had been a minor annoyance.
"Demons are too weak. Pathetic."
Venzo, locked in battle with Asmodeus, witnessed the scene and let out an enraged roar.
A dark red aura burst from his body as he unleashed attack after attack at the devil.
But Asmodeus dodged every attack with ease, a smug smile never leaving his face.
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Even the way he moved through the air was graceful, as if he had no real interest in fighting seriously.
"Are you really Demon Gods? The so-called peak of existence in this world?" Asmodeus asked, his tone did not sound sarcastic.
He showed genuine curiosity, as though he couldn’t comprehend how weak his opponent was.
That look alone stung more than any insult, making his indifference all the more humiliating.
"I’ll kill you!" the demon god roared.
His dark red aura rose up violently as he unleashed thousands of lasers at Asmodeus.
Each beam was strong enough to pierce the toughest steel, but Asmodeus dodged them with ease every single ti.
His movents were minimal, and very efficient. It was clear he hadn’t even tried to fight seriously.
’Bastard!’ Venzo cursed inwardly, frustration boiling inside him. He felt like a child attempting to take on an adult, overwheld by how effortlessly the Devil was toying with him.
This was no longer a fight, no longer a battle he had any control over. It had beco a display of power, with him as nothing more than a stepping stone to make the devil look good.
Just as that fleeting thought echoed in his mind, a sudden shift in the air signaled Asmodeus movent.
The very air seed to tremble as the Devil flexed his shoulder, his presence alone was intimidating.
Asmodeus was no ordinary devil—he was a powerful being with an authority that reached far beyond what anyone could truly grasp.
And now, he was showing just a taste of his power.
In an instant, the air grew thick, like the air itself was pushing down on him. It felt as if the laws of nature no longer applied, and everything was bending to his will.
Venzo gasped for breath, feeling as though sothing heavy was crushing his chest.
The space around him started to blur, twisting and warping, as if reality itself was being twisted by his presence.
"Be honored, Demon," he declared, his voice filled with absolute confidence.
"For I, Asmodeus , King of the Nine Hells and Prince of Lust, will show you the true peak of existence!"
His words echoed, carrying authority.
"Feast your eyes, and prostrate yourself," Asmodeus commanded.
Dark purple energy crackled around his right hand, swirling like a storm.
Then, a massive translucent do ford above them, pulsing with the sa eerie purple hue.
It lood over the whole battle field, its presence both srizing and terrifying, as if it held the power to consu everything within its reach.
"I am..." his voice cracked, and the intensity of his power reached its peak. "Unstoppable."
The purple barrier shrank into his right hand, and for a brief mont, there was total silence.
Then, without warning, an explosion erupted, blinding everyone.
The blast was deafening, its force far greater than the combined attacks of the demons before.
And when the explosion subsided, Venzo had completely vanished, along with the other demons and the ta-human.
"Show off," Aamon muttered, shaking his head. He was still enjoying himself, toying with his opponent
Belphegor, on the other hand was relieved that he didn’t have to put in any more effort. He was too lazy to care.
Before they could enjoy their victory though, the demons and the ta-human reappeared, completely unhard.
"You think you can kill us that easily?" Caurus sneered, his voice dripping with defiance.
But before they could speak further, they were once again destroyed, only to be reset back.
The devils saw this and were unfazed. Instead, they took turns to kill everyone, each death more brutal than the last.
The endless cycle beca too much to bear, and by the twentieth death, the group tried to flee.
But Belphegor, with a lazy flick of his hand, restricted their movents, trapping them in place.
"Playti is over," Aamon chuckled darkly.
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