The Mecha-Kai Species During Dimensional Travel

Demons are selfish, cherishing their own lives above all else. Demons are selfish, so they care nothing for the lives of other beings, capable of killing anyone—including their own kind—without reason or restraint.

It's not that they lack emotions entirely; it's just that such feelings are thin within them.

"My lord, I did indeed inspect the entire town. The one who fought Zera must have just entered from outside." Fighting game

Dracole stared coldly at Leslie, then let her go.

"In that case, let's go see who it is, fighting Zera."

"As you command."

The servants bowed slightly, then departed each in their own way.

After they left, Dracole began to walk slowly toward Zera's direction.

To be honest, he didn't care who was fighting Zera. He simply wanted to kill everyone in this town.

Crimson blood surged from all around, seeping from the corpses nearby, gathering above Dracole's head.

[Blood Magic]

The blood above coalesced into a mass larger than Dracole himself, then paused before slowly descending, crashing down onto him.

It didn't splash across the ground like liquid. Instead, it clung entirely to Dracole's body.

Finally, it solidified into a suit of blood armor encasing him. The elegant, handsome demon was gone. A Blood Knight, clad in scarlet armor and radiating an ominous aura, emerged from the sea of blood.

His entire body was shielded by the armor, one hand holding a shield half his height made of blood, the other gripping a crimson Blood Greatsword. Fighting game

Only then did this Blood Knight begin to walk slowly toward the direction where Zera's battle raged...

Chapter 7: Clash

Bang—! Clang—! Boom—!

Zera swung his Battle Axe relentlessly, unleashing every combat skill he had learned so far. Every muscle in his body drove the axe, delivering heavy, powerful strikes.

But...

What was with this human? So frail and weak-looking, yet why?

He stared at the Human Girl before him, who should have been an easy kill. She had somehow produced a greatsword from nowhere and blocked all his attacks.

Stranger still, the moment she drew her weapon, her flesh seemed to turn to steel—no muscle movement visible—and black cracks appeared across her body, as if she were a puppet.

Her once lively eyes had become lifeless, inorganic things.

And above her head, a blue halo tinged with gold had appeared, like an Angel, making Zera almost think she was an Apostle of the Goddess.

What the hell was this thing?

Even a demon, a creature born for slaughter, was shaken by the strangeness of Xiu Er. Fighting game

A three-meter-tall muscular demon, suppressed by a Human Girl who only reached his waist—anyone hearing that would call it boasting.

But it was the truth. And Xiu Er wasn't human. Perhaps because her clothes covered most of her mechanical parts, these demons mistook her for some kind of "modified" human.

Clang—! Boom—!!!

In Zera's eyes, at first, she could barely hold off his attacks.

Her strength was eerily greater than his, but her speed couldn't match up.

Yet as the fight dragged on, just ten seconds in, her speed suddenly picked up.

Bang—!!

Zera quickly gripped his axe with both hands, barely blocking a diagonal slash from the greatsword.

But how could those frail arms possess such immense strength? They pushed the massive Zera backward.

His feet didn't move—it was the [force] from her strike that carved two grooves into the ground as he slid.

The distance between them widened by several meters.

Feeling the pain in his palms from blocking her attack, Zera's expression shifted. Fighting game

From initial contempt, to confusion, and now to seriousness.

He understood now: this human was a powerful warrior.

"I see. You are a strong warrior."

Zera was a warrior, and among his kind, he was formidable. But after meeting Lord Dracole, he saw martial skill he could never reach.

Demons respected strength above all, so he willingly became Dracole's servant, following his master into battle ever since.

He had fought many strong human warriors, some who could threaten his life, but none of them—not a single one—gave him the same sense of threat as this strange creature before him.

He tightened his grip on his giant axe, setting aside his playful attitude toward humans.

"Next, I'll get serious... Huh?!!!"

But Xiu Er didn't give him a chance to keep talking.

Her analysis of this demon warrior was complete. There was no longer any value in playing with this demon.

[Speed Violation]

In the eyes of the demons, Xiu Er's speed suddenly skyrocketed, her figure vanishing into a flash of golden light.

So fast!

Where is she? Left? Right! Behind?!

Without time to turn around, Zera reversed his grip on his weapon, angling the axe behind his back.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he expected.

Above!

He sensed it—the danger coming from overhead.

Relying on the instincts honed through countless battles over a century, he hastily pulled his weapon back and raised it above his head to intercept the attack.

But it was already too late...

Crack—!!!

The golden light fell vertically from above, and along with the axe handle snapped in two, Xiu Er landed at Zera's feet.

The blade of the greatsword had already sunk into the demon warrior's body; his hard muscles offered no cushioning whatsoever.

The edge finally stopped at his abdomen.

Then, Xiu Er gripped [Gokurokugai] with both hands and swung it horizontally.

The sword changed direction inside his body, cutting diagonally out of Zera's flesh and slicing through his heart.

As the blade emerged from his shoulder, Xiu Er redirected it again, slashing horizontally across Zera's neck.

Within two short seconds, the greatsword traced a ▽-shaped trajectory across Zera's body.

On the flying head, a stunned expression still lingered. In Zera's vision, heaven and earth spun, finally freezing on Xiu Er's cold face.

I see... I lost.

Utterly calm, with no concern for the fact that he was about to die.

At last, Zera's thoughts ceased.

Clang—

The giant axe, broken in two, fell to the ground with a loud crash.

Even a demon with formidable regenerative powers could not withstand such a fatal wound. The tall, headless body knelt before Xiu Er, gradually turning to ash.

Xiu Er looked at the broken giant axe before her; the demon warrior's corpse had already dissipated.

To be honest, killing demons was quite convenient—no need to clean up the remains.

She lingered there, not continuing deeper into the town.

Why did she do this?

Because Xiu Er understood that now, the demons would come to her on their own.

Suddenly, a flash of cold light.

An icy dagger thrust out from the shadows behind Xiu Er, aimed straight at the back of her head.

But faster than the dagger was Xiu Er's elbow, which shot backward in an instant.

Bang—! Boom—!!!

She sent her opponent flying into a burning house nearby. The immense impact caused the already crumbling building to collapse entirely.

Xiu Er simply watched the ruined house, choosing not to pursue immediately.

Because the opponent's [Magic] intrigued her. Finishing them off quickly would be convenient, but it would also mean missing the chance to see more magic.

From just this brief contact, Xiu Er had already discerned that this newly arrived demon was a Magic User with a unique talent.

Sure enough, from the rubble, a beam of black energy shot out, aimed directly at Xiu Er.

In response, Xiu Er's choice was—

"-[Codex Opening]-[No Passage]-"

A golden semicircular shield appeared before Xiu Er, blocking the demon's magical attack.

At the same time, countless streams of data flickered in Xiu Er's eyes.

The thick black energy beam continued to blast for ten seconds before gradually dissipating.

Xiu Er stood there unharmed, only the road around her feet torn apart by the magical assault.

Only then did she get a look at the demon who had attacked her.

It was a female demon, her name, Leslie.

"Is that so? Zera is dead."

As he spoke these words, this demon felt nothing at all about his comrade's death, merely calmly confirming the fact.

Leslie glanced at the giant axe lying in two pieces on the ground in the distance. She recognized that axe—it was Zera's weapon.

And Zera himself?

She didn't see him. That left only one possibility: Zera had already been killed by the oddly shaped Human Girl before her.

How strange. There was no magic power at all, and the muscles of her body didn't look like a warrior's either.

Yet she had managed to kill that Zera in such a short time.

Yes, from the moment the battle erupted, Leslie and her group had immediately rushed to this location.

She was the first to arrive, but Zera was already dead, leaving only a broken weapon to prove he had ever been here.

A powerful warrior was an extremely dangerous existence for a Magic User like Leslie.

The selfishness of demons generally prevented them from doing anything that threatened their own lives, and having understood Xiu Er's strength, Leslie naturally wouldn't challenge a powerful warrior alone.

Fortunately, her companions would arrive soon. As long as they surrounded and hunted this human together, final victory would surely be theirs.

But just then, Leslie's train of thought was interrupted.

Because a thick Golden Energy Pillar had already filled her entire field of vision...

Chapter 8: A Battle Without Suspense

Struck by the golden energy, Leslie was knocked back once again.

She crashed through row after row of walls behind her, finally stopping only after piercing through three of them.

She paid no attention to the holes pierced through her body—this level of injury was not fatal to a demon. What she cared about most was that bizarre attack.