Dark Magic Serpents surged toward Allen like a violent storm, covering his entire body in the next instant. More and more piled up until a small mountain of serpents appeared where Allen had been standing. All the Dark Magic Serpents continued writhing, making it a paradise for anyone with trypophobia.
Asmodeus quietly watched with its forked tongue flicking out. It knew Allen could not possibly be defeated so easily.
Just as it had expected, before long, the small mountain of serpents was blasted apart from within.
"Pure Land of Bliss!"
A devastating red beam shot out from inside the serpent mountain toward Asmodeus. Any Dark Magic Serpents it touched were purified instantly.
Asmodeus opened its cavernous maw and let out a deafening hiss. The entire sky trembled. At the same time, dense darkness, as thick as ink, surged out of its body and rapidly gathered before it. In the blink of an eye, the dark magic gradually transformed into a gigantic shield radiating a terrifying aura.
The mighty power of Pure Land of Bliss was like a meteor wreathed in roaring flames, shooting straight toward the Dark Shield. However, contrary to Allen's expectations, the collision did not cause an explosion. Instead, the power of Pure Land of Bliss seemed to be greedily devoured by the Dark Shield, merging into it without resistance and vanishing without a trace.
Allen furrowed his brows tightly and stared at the strange scene before him. He had personally seen Klay use a move like this before. Based on Allen's original understanding, if the magic power behind his attack exceeded the limit the opponent could withstand, the technique would inevitably fail. But only Allen himself knew exactly how powerful that strike of Pure Land of Bliss had been. Yet even such an attack had been effortlessly absorbed in its entirety by the Dark Shield!
At that moment, however, Allen keenly noticed a crucial detail—as Asmodeus formed the shield, it needed to spend an extremely brief amount of time doing so. In other words, if he wanted to deal it any real damage, he had to land his attack on its body before the shield fully formed. Otherwise, considering the immense reserves of magic power within Asmodeus, Allen could hardly imagine whose technique could break through this defense apart from the legendary Magic Spirit Force.
Having made his decision, Allen charged toward Asmodeus without hesitation, preparing to engage it in close combat.
After receiving LordKnightmon, Allen's physical agility had improved tremendously. This gave him a huge advantage in close-quarters combat. As long as he could get close, he was fully confident he could land a heavy blow on Asmodeus before the shield formed.
Allen shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow, moving at a breathtaking speed. Seeing this, Asmodeus attempted to use the same trick again, unleashing its devastating tentacles to halt Allen's advance. However, it had clearly underestimated Allen's astonishing agility. A mere dozen meters was a chasm Allen could cross in the blink of an eye.
Almost instantly, Allen successfully leaped onto Asmodeus's enormous body and continued racing toward its head.
Asmodeus naturally understood what Allen intended. It immediately began twisting its huge body wildly, trying to throw him off.
At first, because the attack had come suddenly and Allen had been slightly careless, Asmodeus's tremendous strength did fling him a short distance away. But in midair, Allen drove Gram directly into Asmodeus's body to keep himself from being thrown off.
To Allen's surprise, the seemingly hard scales covering Asmodeus's body were completely useless at that moment, unable to resist Gram's thrust at all. Seeing Gram easily pierce Asmodeus's defenses, Allen's confidence surged. Asmodeus's physical defenses were even weaker than Theodore's. It seemed that its main defense lay in that shield.
The wound inflicted by Gram made Asmodeus roar in pain. Black blood immediately began pouring from it. When the blood dripped onto the ground, it made the sound of metal melting, instantly corroding the spots where it landed into small pits.
Asmodeus suddenly turned its head and opened its mouth wide. A massive amount of magic power gathered inside, then shot toward Allen just as he pulled Gram free.
"Serpent's Breath!"
The attack came too quickly for Allen to dodge. The only thing he could do was raise Aegis at top speed and hold it across his body to block Asmodeus's terrifying breath.
Aegis did not disappoint Allen. It forcibly withstood the impact of Asmodeus's breath. However, although the defense succeeded, the astonishing force still crashed into him like a collapsing mountain, instantly blasting Allen high into the air.
Allen's reactions in midair were incredibly swift. He knew that if he could not stabilize himself and find a point of support quickly, then once he fell to the ground, Asmodeus's breath would engulf him completely.
Thus, Allen controlled Gram and drove it fiercely into Asmodeus's body below without hesitation, attempting to use the resistance and recoil produced by piercing its flesh to find a foothold in midair.
But the cunning Asmodeus clearly had no intention of letting Allen succeed. It was focused solely on violently throwing the human off its body.
Asmodeus controlled its breath while twisting its body, trying to prevent Allen from stabbing into it. However, its body was simply too enormous. No matter how it twisted and retreated, Allen still drove Gram into its flesh.
Asmodeus had already anticipated this. Therefore, the moment Allen's Gram pierced its body, it suddenly increased the breath's power and intensity.
If an onlooker had watched the battle from a third-person perspective, they would have witnessed a shocking scene. Allen had nearly reached Asmodeus's head through his superb skills and agile movements, but at that critical moment, Asmodeus's breath struck him mercilessly like a rampaging dragon and sent him flying into the air. Then, after Allen once again used Gram to pierce Asmodeus's body, a bloody and brutal sight unfolded before everyone's eyes—as if wielding a blade to chop firewood, Allen carved a massive, horrifying wound from Asmodeus's head downward. The wound was so deep its bottom could not be seen. Blood gushed out like a breached floodbank, splattering everywhere. Although the wound was insignificant compared to Asmodeus's enormous body, the pain made it roar incessantly, while blood continued spurting uncontrollably from the injury. The surrounding earth was corroded into a pitted mess.
The breath continued pouring out as if it were endless, only stopping after Allen was blasted away like a cannonball and sent far from Asmodeus's massive body. Then, in the very next second, Asmodeus's terrifying regenerative ability began to take effect.
After a short while, Allen rose from the ground and gathered his spirit, preparing for the battle ahead. By then, the horrifying wounds that had covered Asmodeus moments earlier had already healed for the most part!
At that moment, blazing fury had completely filled Asmodeus's dim-witted head. Its blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Allen, radiating an uncontrollable killing intent and madness, as though it wanted nothing more than to tear the human who kept injuring it into pieces and chew him up.
Thus, after the wounds on its body had mostly recovered, Asmodeus opened its huge, fang-filled maw and let out a deafening roar in the direction of Deliora.
Before long, an equally loud and terrifying response came from the distance. Deliora had clearly heard its companion's summons and was rushing over.
Seeing this, Allen could not help cursing inwardly. What is this supposed to be? It can't win a fight, so it actually knows to call for help? What a disgrace to demons! Complaining would not help, however. No matter what, both demons still had to be eliminated.
At this point, the only thing Allen could do was hope someone would stop Deliora first and give him enough time to defeat Asmodeus.
Realizing how urgent the situation was, Allen quickly charged toward Asmodeus. But Asmodeus had learned from its earlier mistake. It kept unleashing attacks, using wide-ranging, overwhelming strikes to stop Allen from approaching. With the amount of magic power inside its body, it could keep attacking like this for an entire day!
Allen finally managed to advance some distance, only to be forced back by another attack. He could not help frowning deeply, but his expression soon relaxed slightly because he sensed someone approaching.
While Asmodeus continued its assault, a massive beam of lightning attacked its head directly from behind.
"Roar of the Thunder Dragon!"
Boom!!!
Caught off guard, Asmodeus staggered from the impact of Roar of the Thunder Dragon, and the attack it had been preparing was forcibly interrupted.
Allen's eyes lit up. He knew this was his chance to advance. He immediately burst forward at his fastest speed. Before Asmodeus could react, he reached its body. With Laxus holding it back, Allen charged straight to its head in one breath.
Allen leaped into the air, Gram's spearhead pointing downward and shining with magical radiance.
"Royal Spear Strike!"
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