Demon Ritual

The devil was evaporated into green smoke amidst an aura of destruction so intense it felt tangible, and the Demon itself suffered a fair amount of damage.

ROAR!

The Demon let out a furious roar, constantly closing the distance. Blood-red light erupted from its body, as if it intended to engage Leodero in hand-to-hand combat!

In the form of a Mythical Creature, the Demon's physical strength was nothing to scoff at!

Leodero manifested a trident in his hands, manipulating a tsunami to crash toward the Demon's main body.

The Demon's physical form was incredibly hardy, capable of withstanding lightning and the impact of the tsunami, but this was Leodero's home turf!

His Lightning Storm and tsunamis were unimaginably powerful, almost suppressing the Demon into a brutal beating.

The Demon glared fiercely at Leodero's body, which had almost completely transformed into lightning, rendering many of its evil curses ineffective.

He turned to flee, desperate to put distance between himself and this battlefield.

Leodero summoned Lightning Spears multiple times, hurling them at the Demon's body to pierce it, hindering his retreat.

Since things had already reached this point, he didn't mind adding another legend of slaying a Demon to the Holy Scripture!

But during the pursuit, the Demon suddenly turned to face the trident, only to have his body ripped apart instantly.

"You, just like 'Dawn' and 'Honor', are a complete idiot!" The Demon's eyes abruptly shifted into two eerie colors.

It was an entanglement of black and red, a sublimation of evil and corruption!

The Demon laughed maniacally. Leodero's spirituality stirred, and he subconsciously looked toward the tsunami still entangled with the Sea of Blood.

After a long chase, he had ventured deep into the Sea of Blood controlled by the Demon, yet he hadn't realized it until now!?

The Demon subtly amplified my emotions and exploited my desires, making me overlook this... Leodero's expression turned grim, his sense of crisis peaking.

The Demon's body had been pierced by Lightning Spears several times, and his blood, reeking of sulfur and extreme corruption, spilled into the seawater.

The Sea of Blood underwent a bizarre transformation.

Countless strange, evil Language of Demons symbols dissolved into the water; Leodero could even hear the obscure, wicked whispers within them.

"Abyss!"

Leodero's semi-lightning-transformed body froze.

The Sea of Blood collapsed, its Demon blood gradually forming a massive ritual pattern.

The purpose of the ritual was simple—something even low-sequence Beyonders of the Abyss Pathway could accomplish.

Summoning a Demon!

And there was only one being capable of being summoned by this Demon Angel!

The churning Sea of Blood gradually revealed an Abyss Projection.

It represented the filthiest, most corrupt place in this world, perhaps even the entire universe!

Leodero saw the Abyss being eroded by a force of corruption.

"Demon Monarch!" Under such circumstances, Leodero inevitably felt a sense of awe toward that Ancient God.

Yet, the Demon's control over emotions was so exquisite that he directly inverted Leodero's awe into terror!

Leodero's mental state instantly fell into chaos, while the Demon, having summoned the Abyss Projection, saw his condition improve, effectively reversing the tide of battle.

"Die!"

The Demon unleashed Filthy Words and Blood Ignition simultaneously. Leodero suffered another heavy blow, sustaining severe damage to both his mind and body.

"Great and filthy Demon Monarch, this is a sacrifice offered by your servant. Please, partake..."

"Since when was Old Pigeon so easy to deal with?"

A scoff seemed to echo in the Demon's ears. His Malice Perception instantly detonated, reaching its zenith!

He subconsciously tried to flee back into the Abyss, but a bolt of lightning transformed directly into a long whip, binding his body.

"Damn you!" To the Demon's disbelief, a sea that seemed to contain every color imaginable emerged behind Leodero. The undulating waves allowed him to break free from all constraints of the Abyss rules.

This was the protection of the Chaos Sea.

It was a unique benefit exclusive to the angels under the Creator, though Truman was an exception; for him, this thing was a source of danger.

Leodero even suppressed his own anger and brutality, judging the Demon with cold indifference.

He transformed into a storm, manipulating the tsunami. Hurricanes danced wildly, and lightning crackled.

The Demon's crisis perception was in disarray, unable to distinguish where the fatal threat originated, so he initiated the final step of the Abyss summoning without hesitation!

He reached out, plunged his hand into his own wound, and tore fiercely.

Squelch!

Black-red blood, smelling of sulfurous fire, spilled into the seawater. The water boiled instantly, and the Abyss Projection became increasingly real.

The Demon himself descended into the Abyss Projection, kneeling on one knee in devout prayer.

"Oh Lord, who shall eventually corrupt all and destroy the universe! I pray for your power, I pray for your descent..."

The wicked Language of Demons echoed. The Abyss Projection seemed to have an actual gaze looking toward this place.

It was the rule, or rather the will, of the Abyss—a place where even angels, aside from those of the Demon Pathway, could perish!

A look of horror flashed across Leodero's face as an incomparably evil force locked onto him.

"Go!"

A voice resonated in Leodero's mind. The favor from the Chaos Sea on him erupted once more, severing the lock.

Leodero transformed into lightning, moving away from the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"I hope I can be lucky enough."

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

By now, the illusory Abyss constructed from the Language of Demons had taken shape, opening a path directly to the Abyss.

Truman flipped the Book of Dreams to "Causality," held his fist loosely before his lips, blew on it softly, made a wish, and then snapped his fingers, fulfilling it.

Then, he activated "Steal."

The next instant, he succeeded—he had stolen the entire ritual meant to summon the Demon's descent!

"Nice!" Truman marveled. Before this, he had fulfilled the wishes of many believers using his wish-granting ability, accumulating enough power of wishes, all of which he had then poured into his own luck.

The Sequence Status of the Book of Dreams allowed him to avoid the influence of the Demon Monarch's will, successfully stealing the ritual.

"You!" The Demon was momentarily stunned. The Sea of Blood beneath his feet lost the support of the Abyss aura and collapsed directly, causing a severe spiritual backlash.

"Goodbye, Mr. Demon, if you can manage to stay alive." Truman nodded kindly at the Demon, who had so selflessly contributed, and then wandered away.

The Demon hurriedly tried to stabilize his state, but the next moment, a Sword of Dawn pierced directly through his Demon body.

The Sequence 4 of the Giant Pathway was known as "Demon Hunter," intended precisely for hunting down demons.

High-sequence Giants all possessed the ability to hide their own malice and launch lethal surprise attacks.

Previously, this Demon had severely wounded "Honor" and shaken off "Dawn," but under Truman's arrangement, the God of Dawn, Badheil, had already snuck into the area.

"Badheil?!" The Demon let out a pained cry, his body shattering instantly, transforming into droplets of Demon blood that splattered in every direction.

"Cage of Dawn!"

"Storm of Light!"

Badheil roared, unleashing two powerful abilities.