Chapter 294

Even the Snowy Owl Black Death Cult couldn't understand why this Monster would appear before them, or who this Monster person was.

Logically speaking... this person shouldn't be here.

Even Garuda, who had previously been proud and considered himself a god, subconsciously concealed his radiance and said without hesitation—

[Quickly take the Silver Feather Black Death Cult and leave!]

It shouted loudly.

At the same moment, Silver Feather felt two vine whips extended from the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon Black Death Cult, tightly binding her arms and shoulders, as if trying to drag her away.

The Rhinoceros Horn Dragon moved with incredible speed, almost without hesitation. Silver Feather quickly heard the sound of its massive wings flapping, Rhinoceros Horn Dragon she was swept along, about to be taken into the air...

"----Sizzle."

A sharp, teeth-grinding tearing sound came without warning.

Two "thud" sounds.

But Silver Feather felt the snake-like vines that had been binding her suddenly lose their strength and fall down in front of her as if they had died.

On the ground, the Monster's blood instantly formed a large pool, staining the ground beneath Silver Feather's feet.

All of this caught everyone off guard.

Silver Feather turned her head and saw this scene.

Pale, indescribable ghosts were gaping, gnawing at the remaining flesh of the vine snakes on the ground, while the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon's predatory organs, torn apart in an instant, were constantly spurting out large amounts of blood.

It seems that even the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon was stunned, unable to even react to the pain.

"Don't move."

A cold, hoarse, and enigmatic woman appeared in the ears of the Monster.

The sounds were layered and had an eerie quality.

What lay before me was a scene that sent chills down my spine.

Monster woman wearing a pale veil and a long black dress resembling a wedding gown had appeared among them sometime during the night.

The air fell silent, as if dead.

The Monster all held their breath.

Silver Feather also got a close look at this incredibly beautiful Monster, and for a moment she even forgot to breathe. It was the first time she had ever seen Monster so sacred and beautiful.

It's so terrifying.

[You... could it be...?]

As Black Death Cult of the Serpent System, Rhinoceros Horn Dragon seems to have sensed something different about him compared to the other Monster.

Although it was created directly by the current Demon King, its origin was Crystal of an unawakened Monster left behind by the Overlord.

But why? Why is this one appearing as the Moon Devil King...?

But the woman merely raised her head slightly and glanced at it with utter silence.

Then, she raised her hand.

A long, slender, white arm, shrouded in a beautiful black veil, appeared delicate and fragile, yet it gently moved towards the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon monster.

A strange "gurgling" sound.

A gigantic, dark mouth suddenly emerged from the ground, its gaping maw full of molars tearing off one of the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon's arms and half of its belly.

There were no obstructions, so the sound was very soft.

Then, the Moon Monster flicked his finger lightly.

"----Bang."

A tremendous repulsive force appeared out of nowhere, instantly sending the mutilated Rhinoceros Horn Dragon Black Death Cult flying hundreds of meters away, leaving no afterimage, only an indistinct trail.

Even sound was silenced and suppressed.

The Rhinoceros Horn Dragon Black Death Cult has vanished without a trace.

"Are you kidding...?"

In the distance, Fate Kite, who had just struggled to her feet, stood there blankly, her mind a complete blank.

Everyone had the same thought in their minds.

The trembling Monster had no intention of resisting whatsoever. Even the strongest among them, the Black Death Cult, was powerless to fight back and was killed in an instant...

Even the usually taciturn Mirage Dragon Black Death Cult was the first to react.

[Retreat first!]

As soon as it finished speaking in that dull, dry voice, it felt itself being noticed by an extremely cold gaze.

The gaze was fixed directly on it.

The Mirage Dragon Black Death Cult discovered that his Magic Power seemed to be completely suppressed... He was completely unable to move.

Could it be that the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon Black Death Cult from before was also like that?

--How is that possible?

But the only response it received was a bland remark.

"Your voice is really loud."

In that instant, the Mirage Dragon felt its blood turn ice-cold.

This bone-chilling feeling was all too familiar to it.

It finally understood why it felt that way, but the truth was simply too despairing.

After that, there was no longer any chance to speak out.

The woman, resembling Moon Devil King, slightly raised her neck, and a tentacle made of shadow with a gaping maw stretched out, instantly piercing the Mirage Dragon Black Death Cult and shattering its precious pearl in the process.

The tentacles lifted the Mirage Dragon into the void of the sky.

And one tentacle after another wrapped around the Mirage Dragon's neck and tail... circle after circle.

Then...

---Tear apart.

"Splash..."

Black blood rained down from the sky, but not a drop touched the demon Demon King or Silver Feather.

The Snowy Owl was stunned by what it saw.

It kept hopping around, flapping its wings, almost screaming in fright, but it desperately covered its beak with one of its large, fat Feather Wing, afraid of ending up like the Mirage Dragon.

Finally, after dealing with two Serpent System Monster that didn't look too good, the moon Monster temporarily stopped. She took a small step forward on this battlefield dominated by silence and snow, while looking at the remaining two Monsters.

"Those two little birds really do bring back fond memories."

She glanced at Garuda and Snowy Owl, and let out a soft laugh.

Clearly, he wasn't asking for a response; he was just talking to himself.

Silence remained.

Garuda and Snowy Owl are beyond even comprehension in this context.

Perhaps realizing something, this Monster allowed the group of Black Death Cult to communicate with her for the first time.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to run? Or do you think it's better to die here?"

She started toying with the two Black Death Cult on a whim.

However, upon hearing this news, the Snowy Owl Black Death Cult took flight without any hesitation, not even caring about its original target, Silver Feather.

It cooed and disappeared into the dark, snowy night.

Seeing it fly into the sky and disappear into the distance, the Magic girl Fate Kite tried to stop the Monster.

However, after a while, she noticed that her other companions hadn't made a move yet.

Fate Kite suppressed this thought for the time being.

After all, doing this kind of thing now... is somewhat dangerous.

After releasing the Snowy Owl Black Death Cult, the Moon Monster lowered her head again and looked at the large golden bird, its body radiating golden light, that was still perched in front of her.

Seeing that it showed no intention of running away, the Moon Monster frowned slightly.

Didn't I give you a chance to escape?

She was bewildered by the Monster's actions.

The golden, dawn-like Monster spread its somewhat tattered, magnificent wings, and a golden wheel made of Magic Power rose once more from its back.

It seems that, having just realized a certain fact, a feeling of anger has now even overwhelmed its fear.

It spread its arms, its pale mask glaring angrily at the Moon Monster, and roared in a piercing voice:

[You---you are... you are that damn crazy woman!]

[Shouldn't you have died long ago?]

It seemed that the woman's words about them had reminded it of the despair and fear it could never forget.

It had already recognized the true identity of the woman posing as the Moon Devil King.

Because it was that woman who dragged it down from its noble and sacred altar, tore its beautiful golden Feather Wing apart, and slammed its proud head to the ground in front of its countless followers.

After that, it was dominated, controlled, and driven to its death again and again in front of those Magic girls!

Seeing the woman still silent, Garuda was overwhelmed by a flood of memories, which enraged it.

It clenched its claws.

[How dare you show your face before me again! This time I will kill you! Although those two creatures, the Mirage Dragon and the Rhinoceros Horn Dragon, can't fight you, don't think I'll be as easy to slaughter as they are!]

Countless feathers on its body, carrying golden light, transformed into phantom arrows that hovered in the air and pointed at the Moon Monster.

The Moon Monster stood there quietly, seemingly lost in thought.

She remained motionless.

It was as if Garuda was at its mercy, but Garuda did not let this opportunity pass. It flapped its wings of light and rushed toward the Moon Monster was standing still at a speed that could not be detected by the naked eye.

Although the woman did not move, tentacles and ghosts emerged from the ground in the shadows around her, spontaneously protecting their master.

Garuda simply raised the golden Feather Wing scimitar in his hand, its surface radiating flames as intense as the sun, and instantly sliced through several ghosts.

The ghost let out a shriek before disappearing.

While the tentacles quickly wrapped around its waist, the remaining tentacles rushed towards it, attempting to tear it apart as they had just torn apart the Mirage Dragon.

"---boom!"

The next instant, Garuda erupted in a burst of fiery light, driving away the tentacle on its body. Then it raised its Feather Wing and arms, grabbing two tentacles each, and using its Feather Wing to fend off the remaining tentacles.

After a difficult struggle with the tentacles, Garuda ultimately prevailed.

The tentacles were either driven away or burned away; Garuda displayed its formidable strength as a combat-type Black Death Cult for a moment, while simultaneously letting out a haughty laugh—

[So this is all! Damn crazy woman, I'll deal with you properly today!]

At this moment, the woman finally finished her contemplation.

She whispered softly:

"... Yeah?"

Then, she lowered her fingers from her chin, and through the black veil and mask, gazed at the Garuda Black Death Cult attacking her. Then, calmly and indifferently, she said—

"Since you've chosen death, there's nothing more we can do."

The next moment, the woman simply raised one hand.

The flying Garuda came to a stop.

Its neck was grabbed by the woman's hand in mid-air, and its whole body stopped instantly, remaining suspended in the air, motionless.

The woman caught the little bird, which was trying to rebel against its cage and its owner, with just one hand.

Silver Feather and the other Magic girls watched this scene unfold.