Demonfire Midir stood roughly twice the height of an ordinary person. Black armor encased its entire body, seemingly solid, yet upon closer inspection, one could see flowing lava and fine black flames within.
Its head resembled that of a horned demon among demons. A faint, inscrutable glimmer flickered in its narrow emerald-green eyes. A ring hung from its high nose bridge, while two flaming ram horns spiraled upward.
Behind it were a pair of membranous flaming wings like those of a horned demon, along with a blackfire bat tail.
Its overall appearance truly resembled a demon from the Abyss.
Yet judging by its bearing, it was not one of those lowly demons wallowing in the chaos of the surface layers, but a demon aristocrat that had cast aside vulgar pleasures in pursuit of elegance and cruelty.
Though Demonfire Midir made no move to attack, merely standing there gave off an aura that was secretive and majestic.
Even Ermi displayed rare solemnity upon seeing Demonfire Midir.
Though Ermi said nothing, Angel could tell from his taut posture that Demonfire Midir's strength was entirely unlike that of the other fire creatures they had encountered. It might already have reached the Truth-Knowing level.
An elemental creature at the Truth-Knowing level was already immensely powerful, not to mention one being amplified by the elemental tide.
That was precisely why even Ermi found it troublesome.
Such a powerful opponent... Angel found it rather troublesome as well.
There was no need to think about it. Demonfire Midir had certainly been the one to trigger the explosion of the fire rain. Yet it had merely blocked their escape and did not seem to have attacked directly. Was there still room for communication?
Though Angel felt that possibility was slim, this creature did not look like the simple-minded