Demon Ritual

The Devil evaporated in the intense, almost tangible aura of violent destruction, turning into wisps of smoke. The Demon himself was also injured.

Roar!

The Demon let out an angry roar and kept charging forward, bloodlight bursting from his body. He was clearly intent on fighting Leodero hand to hand!

Even in Mythical Creature Form, the Demon's body was still tremendously strong!

A trident appeared in Leodero's hands. He controlled the tsunami and sent it crashing toward the Demon's true body.

The Demon's body was incredibly tough. He could withstand lightning and the impact of the tsunami, but this was Leodero's home ground!

His Lightning Storm and tsunami were both unimaginably powerful, nearly beating the Demon senseless.

The Demon glared at Leodero's body, which had almost turned into thunder. Many evil curses had been nullified.

He turned and tried to flee, wanting to get away from the battlefield.

Leodero summoned Lightning Spears several times and hurled them at the Demon, piercing his body and blocking his escape.

After coming this far, he didn't mind adding another legend about killing a Demon to the Holy Bible!

But during the chase, the Demon suddenly turned to face the trident and was torn apart.

"You're just as utterly foolish as 'Dawn' and 'Honor'!" The Demon's eyes abruptly turned two strange colors.

Black and red intertwined, evil and Corruption ascending to a higher state!

The Demon laughed madly. Leodero's Spirituality stirred, and he instinctively looked at the tsunami still locked in combat with the Sea of Blood.

During the chase, he had ventured deep into the Sea of Blood controlled by the Demon. How had he failed to notice that!?

"The Demon amplified my emotions without my noticing, exploiting my desires and making me overlook it..." Leodero's expression darkened, his sense of danger reaching its peak.

The Demon had been pierced by Lightning Spears several times. His blood, reeking of sulfur and carrying extreme corruption, had spilled into the seawater.

The Sea of Blood underwent several bizarre changes.

Countless strange, evil words of Language of Demons became symbols and dissolved into the seawater. Leodero could hear the obscure, wicked whispers within them.

"The Abyss!"

Leodero's half-lightning body froze.

The Sea of Blood collapsed, and the Demon's blood within it gradually formed a huge ritual diagram.

The ritual had a simple purpose, something even low-sequence Beyonders of the Abyss Pathway could accomplish.

Summon a Demon!

And there was only one being this Demon Angel could summon!

The Sea of Blood churned, gradually revealing a projection of a bottomless Abyss.

It represented the most filthy, most Corrupted place in this world—or even the universe!

Leodero saw that the Abyss had been eroded by a force of Corruption.

"Demon Monarch!" Under the circumstances, Leodero couldn't help feeling reverence toward that Ancient God.

The Demon's control over emotions was exquisitely precise. He immediately turned Leodero's reverence into fear!

Leodero's mental state instantly sank into a stupor. Meanwhile, the Demon recovered after summoning the Abyss Projection, and the tide of battle turned completely.

"Die!"

The Demon used Language of Foulness and Blood Ignition at the same time. Leodero was struck again, suffering severe mental and physical injuries.

"Great and filthy Demon Monarch, this servant offers you this sacrifice. Please enjoy..."

"Old Pigeon isn't so easy to deal with."

A mocking laugh seemed to ring in the Demon's ears. His Malice Perception instantly flared to its highest point!

He instinctively tried to flee back into the Abyss, but a bolt of lightning transformed into a whip and wrapped around his body.

"You should die!" To the Demon's disbelief, an ocean that seemed to contain every color appeared behind Leodero. Its surging waves freed him from all the Abyss's restraints.

This was the Chaos Sea's protection.

It was a privilege exclusive to the angels beneath the Creator. Truman was an exception, of course; for him, this was a source of danger instead.

Leodero even suppressed his own anger and violent emotions, calmly passing Judgment on the Demon.

He became a Storm, controlling the tsunami as hurricanes raged and lightning danced.

The Demon's danger sense had already fallen into disarray. Unable to tell where the threat of death was coming from, he activated the final step of the Abyss Summoning without hesitation!

He thrust his hand into his own wound and tore viciously.

Hiss!

Black-and-red blood, carrying the scent of sulfurous fire, splashed into the seawater. The sea boiled instantly, and the Abyss Projection became even more real.

The Demon himself fell into the Abyss Projection and knelt on one knee, praying devoutly.

"Lord who will ultimately defile all and destroy the universe! I beseech your power, I beseech your descent..."

Evil words of Language of Demons echoed around them. It seemed as if a gaze truly looked out from the Abyss Projection.

That was the Abyss's rules—or perhaps its will. Even an Angel who entered, unless they belonged to the Devil Pathway, might perish there!

A look of alarm flashed across Leodero's face. An incomparable evil locked onto him.

"Go!"

A voice sounded in Leodero's heart. The favor he received from the Chaos Sea erupted again, cutting off the lock.

Leodero transformed into lightning and vanished from the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"I hope I can become lucky enough."

Truman appeared outside the battlefield, watching the Demon performing the ritual from afar.

The illusory Abyss, built from Language of Demons, had now taken shape, opening a passage that led straight to the Abyss.

Truman flipped the Book of Dreams to "Causality," loosely raised a fist to his lips, and gently blew on it as he made a Wish. Then he snapped his fingers, granting his own Wish.

Then he activated "Steal."

The next instant, he succeeded. He had stolen the entire ritual that called for a Demon's descent!

"Beautiful!" Truman praised. Before this, he had used the power of Wish to grant the wishes of many believers, building up enough Wish power. Then he had poured it all into his own luck.

The Book of Dreams' Sequence Status also shielded him from the Demon Monarch's will, allowing him to successfully steal the ritual.

"You!" The Demon was momentarily stunned. The Sea of Blood beneath his feet collapsed without the Abyss's power sustaining it, and he suffered severe Spirituality backlash.

"Goodbye, Mr. Demon. If you manage to survive." Truman nodded amiably to the Demon, who had so selflessly offered himself, then wandered away.

The Demon hurried to stabilize himself, but in the next moment, a Sword of Dawn pierced straight through his demonic body.

Sequence 4 of the Giant Pathway was called "Demon Hunter," named for the act of hunting Demons.

High Sequence Giants all possessed the ability to conceal their malice and launch lethal surprise attacks.

Earlier, this Demon had grievously wounded "Honor" and shaken off "Dawn." But under Truman's arrangements, Badheil, the God of Dawn, had already tracked him down.

"Badheil?!" The Demon cried out in pain. His body shattered, transforming into droplets of demonic blood that flew in every direction.

"Cage of Dawn!"

"Storm of Light!"

Badheil roared and unleashed two powerful abilities.