You Betrayed Me Again

The Devil Marquis let out a bitter laugh.

If Kolsama had been the only sixth-rank demon lord, he would still have had a chance to win—or at least escape.

But after Charles entered the battlefield with the wizard tower, the situation instantly changed.

A sixth-rank being, coupled with an indestructible wizard tower, had joined the fight.

The Devil Lord, who had already been fighting with great difficulty, now had even less hope of victory.

Kolsama, on the other hand, was overjoyed.

This fellow laughed heartily. "Perfect timing!"

"I knew you wouldn't abandon our alliance!"

"Charles, with you and me working together, who can stand in our way?!"

Yet not long after, Kolsama could no longer laugh.

Charles had indeed come to support him and was fighting seriously, joining him in beating the Devil Marquis until he wished he were dead.

The Marquis's injuries steadily increased.

But as the battle continued, the Devil Marquis showed no intention whatsoever of attacking Charles.

He directed all his power at Kolsama.

Kolsama, whose injuries were already fairly severe, immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The Devil Marquis across from him seemed to have gone mad. Even if it meant taking injuries himself, he insisted on landing his attacks on Kolsama.

The battle had taken on a different shape.

It was like a sandwich cookie.

Kolsama was on the outside, the Devil Marquis was in the middle, and Charles was at the rear.

The Devil Marquis completely ignored Charles and attacked Kolsama with all his strength.

Kolsama had already been badly injured; now it was snow upon frost.

"Charles, get in front and block him!"

"Quick! He's attacking me! Help me take the hits for a while!"

Charles turned a deaf ear. He even slowed his attacks, creating more opportunities for the Devil Marquis.

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