Demon of the Serpent (Complete)

"This... how is this possible! How can you possess such immense power?"

Malcolm's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at Allen before him. He couldn't fathom it in a million years. Allen was already considered top-tier among A-Class Mages, but that wasn't even his strongest power. Seeing Allen's unusually young face and his formidable Magic Power, the flames of jealousy threatened to consume Malcolm whole. However, he made no move, as Allen, after Full Body Reception, exuded such overwhelming power and pressure that it completely stunned Malcolm.

Especially when that terrifying pressure from LordKnightmon swept over him, Malcolm felt an unprecedented weight, a level of power that surpassed his understanding and filled him with dread.

Even though Malcolm himself had received some of Asmodeus's power, he knew clearly that compared to Asmodeus's true form, this power was insignificant. Even if Asmodeus itself descended here, its power would likely only be on the same level as Theodore.

Yet, at this moment, Malcolm was unwilling to concede so easily. He gritted his teeth, attempting to muster a final resistance, a last-ditch struggle. But unfortunately, Allen gave him no chance. The Perfect Form Gram's Holy Spear Slash flashed before Malcolm's eyes, effortlessly piercing his body. Not only that, but as the spear twisted, even the Magic Source hidden within Malcolm's body was not spared, being thoroughly crushed.

Deprived of Magic Power, Malcolm's body began to change. Gradually, his form, which had been distorted by Magic Power, returned to that of a normal human. Simultaneously, the Magic Power that originally belonged to Asmodeus did not dissipate like ordinary ambient Magic Power. Instead, as if drawn by some mysterious force, it all surged rapidly in the same direction.

Allen stared intently in the direction the Magic Power was flying, inwardly startled. That was precisely where he and Laxus had agreed to go – the North! It seemed this trip to the North would be even more interesting.

Immediately, Allen unhesitatingly deactivated LordKnightmon's reception state. Just then, Laxus rushed over, his face etched with concern. Seeing this, Allen quickly waved at him, indicating he was unharmed. Then, he turned and walked towards Malcolm.

Malcolm was slumped on the ground in a sorry state, as if all his strength had been drained. Allen slowly crouched down, his gaze fixed on Malcolm, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you tell me, who taught you the Eighteen Demon God Magic?"

Malcolm, still dazed from his swift defeat, suddenly wore a strange smile upon hearing Allen's question. He laughed wildly, "Heh heh, you wanna know? Well, I'm just not gonna tell you! Hahahahaha..."

In truth, Allen hadn't held much hope of Malcolm telling him the truth from the start. Hearing Malcolm's response now only further confirmed his initial thoughts. Thus, Allen ignored Malcolm, stood up, and turned to look at Yahar, who was approaching. He spoke calmly, "This mission is complete. How you proceed from here is entirely up to your Council. Also, if your Council gets any information from him, please let me know. I want to continue the investigation."

Yahar nodded slightly and said, "If we get any information from him, I'll contact you. If you get any information later, I hope you'll tell me too."

"Naturally!"

After answering, Allen intended to quickly lead Laxus away. But just as they were about to move, Yahar blocked their path.

Yahar said with a serious expression, "You can't leave yet. Look around. Until our support arrives, you'll stay here with us."

In fact, the reason Allen was eager to leave was that he saw the town, ravaged by the aftermath of his battle with Malcolm, was in ruins. That's why he tried to feign indifference and take Laxus away, wanting to escape this troublesome place as soon as possible. But now, his intentions were exposed by Yahar, making him feel a bit awkward. A sheepish smile appeared on his face, as if leaving like this would indeed seem too irresponsible.

Afterward, Allen and Laxus naturally stayed to help.

After a search, everyone finally found a plaza that could barely accommodate the town's residents. Then, they carefully began to transfer the still unconscious residents to the plaza, to prevent any further incidents from occurring in their original locations.

Looking at the unconscious residents before him, Yahar suddenly thought of Allen's strong sensory abilities and asked, "Allen, could you please use your sensory abilities to investigate the reason why these residents have fallen unconscious?" Allen nodded upon hearing this, then closed his eyes, concentrating to sense the cause of the unconsciousness of the town's residents and the Mages of the Foxes of the Forest.

After Allen's examination, the reason the residents were still unconscious was that Asmodeus's Magic Power was too potent, and their ordinary bodies were too weak to withstand it. Their current unconsciousness was merely a stress response, and they would recover after some time.

As for the Mages of the Foxes of the Forest, their situation was a bit more troublesome. Asmodeus's Magic Power had merged with their own. The fusion was still in progress, and they should wake up once it was complete.

Upon hearing Allen's words, Yahar looked gravely at the people of the Foxes of the Forest. The strangeness of Asmodeus's Magic Power had been very evident during the previous battle. If possible, Yahar would have liked to purge all of that Magic Power. But Allen had made it clear that the Magic Power was currently in the process of fusion and was nearing completion. Therefore, unless the Magic Source was destroyed, like Malcolm's, they could only accept the current situation.

"I will report the situation here to the Council, and the councilors will make appropriate decisions."

After some thought, Yahar decided to leave the problem to the councilors.

Allen had no issues with this and only said one thing:

"I hope the people of the Foxes of the Forest can ultimately be safe and live normal lives. Do you understand what I mean?"