Boom!
Endless magical flames exploded across the earth, and towering fire swept outward in every direction with violent destructive force.
But this was only the beginning.
With a wave of Chaos Machina's right hand, even more magic descended, blasting one crater after another into the surrounding plains.
"Can your defensive abilities help you endure this barrage?"
Chaos Machina looked at the fire-wreathed plain before her and burst into laughter.
Even as she laughed, the motion of casting magic from her hand did not stop.
So what if the newly summoned Hero had decent defense?
Could he possibly survive her magical bombardment?
She admitted that the Hero had done quite well to withstand her casual sword swing with his bald head without suffering a scratch. Though it had only been a casual swing, she still considered this Hero rather impressive.
But the gap in levels was absolute.
Perhaps he truly possessed astonishing defensive capabilities, but against the serious attack of one of the Four Heavenly Kings, he would only be reduced to ashes.
After a long while, once Chaos Machina felt it was about time, she slowly lowered her hand. The human Hero's figure had already vanished into the smoke.
All that remained was the battered, shattered ground ravaged by magic. Not even the human Hero's ashes had been left behind.
"So he really died."
"A newly summoned Hero may have some talent in defense, but once I get even a little serious, he still can't endure it."
"Still, I'm somewhat disappointed. I thought you would be more special."
"Forget it. Maybe I'm simply too strong. I should return and report to the Demon Lord."
Chaos Machina looked at the "dead" human Hero. After laughing for a while, she gradually calmed down, somewhat bored as she slung her greatsword back over