Russell believed he had shown plenty of sincerity, but the five Hell Demon Kings clearly did not agree. One look at the succubus's head dangling from his hand made it obvious—this was a threat, a naked threat.
Seeing the five remain silent while subtly moving to encircle him, Russell tossed the succubus's head in his hand, gave her a reassuring, warm smile, then hurled it toward the mass of flesh.
Feeding!
The meatball opened its huge mouth and swallowed her whole amid the succubus's furious screams.
Inside its belly, the succubus tried to use a psychic attack to control the meatball and turn it into a puppet body. She suddenly discovered that its mental world had no defenses whatsoever, so she plunged right in without a second thought, and then...
And then there was no then.
The instant Russell made his move, all five Demon Kings sprang into action. Their target was not rescuing the succubus, but him, wide open with flaws.
The Black Knight was the fastest. His black unicorn, clad in heavy armor, galloped through the air, moving like black lightning tearing across the sky.
With his lance held level, he accelerated into a thrust and ripped Russell in half.
The black mud scattered. The cyclopean eye beneath the knight's visor watched the black sludge dripping from the lance tip, and he did not dare slow down, maintaining his high-speed charge as he wheeled around.
In the skies of Hell, the gloomy clouds darkened further. A grinning black face emerged, peering down through the cloud cover.
Its narrow eyes and slit mouth were crimson. Its jagged maw split open, bathing the land in scarlet light.
Black Lightning Flash!
Just as the five Demon Kings held their breath, Russell appeared behind the Black Knight. His Black Flame Greatsword swept