This Punch, I Promised You

Russell was unsure whether there was any blood relation between Manmon and Satan; perhaps "Son of Hell" was simply a title, a divine office in Hell.

If that's the case, judging from Manmon's intelligence, Satan must have played a significant role in enabling him to become the Son of Hell.

After all, the Lord of Hell will never pass on his position. An Inheritors who is too clever will only create more trouble. It's better to be a little less clever.

On the other hand, Manmon is indeed not very smart, but his strength is impeccable. Just the fact that his will descends to earth and he unleashes its full power can make Russell and Gabriel flustered.

Within the abyss, various negative energies surged, and evil thoughts that led people to depravity and madness twisted and turned into shadowy arms that waved wildly across the sky.

Manmon uses his own body as a vessel to draw in the negative energy of billions of dead souls.

These spirits, having suffered greatly because of him, harbored an intense resentment towards him. Their combined resentment added a corrosive and untouchable quality to the already exaggerated energy.

Manmon's body changed again, becoming terrifying, enormous, and pitch black, radiating dark light. He gathered the power of the abyss, ignited it with his own flames, and continuously created hands filled with corrupting power.

After an angry roar, the number of black arms increased tenfold, their twisted and writhing appearance leaving Russell feeling utterly bewildered.

That looks amazing!

Russell swung his hand down the Black Flame Greatsword, severing the writhing arm beside him, and flew to Gabriel's side. "Archangel, Dark Energy is a boon to that thing down there. The next attack is up to you. By any means necessary, find a way to stop Manmon. We can't let him continue."

In his second collaboration with an angel named Gabriel, Russell, as always, slacked off and let Gabriel take the lead.

From another perspective, this is a good thing; even though times have changed, he has not changed his original intention.

Girls like this kind of feeling; it makes them feel safe!

Upon hearing this, Gabriel frowned deeply, and his three pairs of holy wings scattered streams of light, washing away and purifying the surrounding black arms.

Holy Light is the natural nemesis of hellish creatures, so it makes sense for her to lead the attack, but...

The ominous gray mist condensed further, now appearing as dark as ink when viewed from above. Even she found the Holy Light Power required to completely purify it extremely taxing.

"It's difficult. I can't break through the fire barrier set up by Manmon. If I can't get close, I can't attack with all my might."

Gabriel's implication was that she couldn't do it all by herself; if Russell was just watching from the sidelines, then there was no point in discussing it.

"Don't worry, leave the barrier to me. I'll find a way to get you down there." Russell nodded. Gabriel was wary, and so was he.

Rather than saying that the two had a cooperative relationship, it would be more accurate to say that they had no choice but to join forces because they were facing a common enemy.

"Send it down?" Gabriel's heart skipped a beat, sensing that Russell's words had a hidden meaning.

"Archangel, don't overthink it. It's true that we have conflicts, but I can still be trusted until Manmon is defeated," Russell explained at the right moment.

Gabriel nodded without saying much. He believed that Russell was not a short-sighted fool like Manmon, and even if he were to turn against him, it wouldn't be now.

"I'm seizing the opportunity, Archangel, I'm going to break through the barrier."

Russell let out a low shout, clenched his right fist, and a terrifying red light appeared on the knuckles, which was the flames collected by the skill 'King of Fire Element'.

Using Manmon's flames to bombard the fire barrier created by Manmon has always been Russell's forte.

The crimson light surged forth in a sky-filling crimson wave, which, stirred by the gale, grew even more powerful, transforming into a raging, golden-red vortex.

The vortex spun faster and faster, and the flames became increasingly hot. Finally, the vortex contracted, compressing and condensing little by little, reaching an alarmingly high temperature.

The red light suddenly changed color, eventually becoming an invisible color. When it condensed on Russell's fist, it was as if half of his arm had become invisible.

Gabriel's eyes lit up; this strike might actually create a suitable opportunity for her.

"Archangel, are you ready?" Russell asked with difficulty, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Alright, you can begin your attack!"

Gabriel stood ready, waiting for Russell to unleash his powerful punch, releasing an energy shock that would open a passage for him to get closer to Manmon.

"OK, I'll start now..."

Russell flapped his wings suddenly, his superpower of controlling the wind acting on his body at the same time. He spun wildly, his fists going from still to moving, suddenly reaching their peak, leaving mottled burn marks in the air.

Seeing Russell's hard work, Gabriel was also inspired and made up his mind that when he unleashed his ultimate move later, the special effects must be spectacular, so as not to be outdone by Russell.

Just then, a scorching gust of wind swept in, and Gabriel looked up to see an invisible fist already close to his face.

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Russell mustered all his strength and aimed a powerful punch at Gabriel's sophisticated face.

In slow motion, you can clearly see that Gabriel's gradually distorted face shows expressions of confusion, resentment, and frustration.

Caught completely off guard, Gabriel was struck by a heavy punch, and he felt an incredibly terrifying force coursing through his entire body.

Half of her face was concave and embedded, her slender neck was stretched by an inch, and the impact traveled down her neck, pulling her whole body down, causing her to fall at high speed like a cannonball.

Boom!!!

The transparent shockwave carried unparalleled force, propelling Gabriel straight in. Neither the flame barriers nor the black sludge compressed from resentment could stop her resolute iron head.

They charged forward relentlessly, carving a bloody path through the abyss, and fought their way to the bottom.

With a deafening roar, the shockwave spread outwards, tearing the ground upside down in all directions. Countless terrifying cracks spread and spread, and several buildings collapsed.

"My arm is numb..."

Russell muttered under his breath, shook his fist, then straightened his face and said seriously to those below, "I keep my word. This punch is what I promised you."

Russell could swear on his conscience that this punch was not mixed with any personal emotions, simply because before the fight, he had solemnly promised to give Gabriel a good whack in the face.

He did it for another Gabriel!

Once Gabriel fell into the abyss, chaos erupted instantly, like a chemical reaction with a catalyst added.

If this example isn't intuitive enough, imagine throwing a perfectly realistic anime/manga character into a group of otaku and the resulting chaos.

"Roar roar roar————"

Deep, guttural roars and howls echoed incessantly, black arms contracted across the sky, and the dark mud of the abyss bulged and sank, accompanied by floating corpses and faces, Ghostly Shadows of demons.

Suddenly, the roar stopped abruptly, replaced by a shrill scream.

The blackness of the abyss dispersed automatically, revealing Gabriel's floating figure in the center, her three pairs of wings enveloping her completely like a giant cocoon of light.

Immediately afterwards, Gabriel's body shot out a white beam of light that pierced through the abyss and fell vertically, its depth imperceptible to the naked eye.

A series of sacred chants rose up, the singing loud and clear, occasionally accompanied by the solemn and majestic sound of bells.

It's sacred!

If Gabriel's cheek hadn't been so swollen, looking like he'd secretly stuffed a steamed bun inside, the visual effect would have been even more shocking...

A gigantic angel phantom with six wings on its back appeared, standing in the abyss, its hands gripping the Holy Spear. Its facial features were blurred, making it impossible to see its true appearance, but it was undoubtedly Gabriel.

Russell secretly guessed that just as Manmon could project his true form from hell onto Earth, it was reasonable for Gabriel to do the same.

A radiant light, as dazzling as the stars, burst forth, and as the colossal phantom of an angel appeared, holy light, purifying all defilement, spread to every corner of the abyss.

The majestic and inviolable light of life dispels the shadows of death and resentment, sweeping away all negative energy.

The corpses and evil spirits that came into contact with it became stiff and motionless like clay sculptures under the light, their ferocious movements coming to a standstill.

The tormented spirits cried out in repentance amidst their painful wails, yearning for purification. Even if their souls were to perish, they would rather remain slaves to Manmon forever, never to see the light of day again.

In a short while, the dark mud faded in color, dried and solidified under the scorching holy light, turning into dust.

The same is true of the rigid, clay-sculpted souls of the dead; they either collapse and shatter, or spontaneously combust, producing white holy flames, and gradually incinerate into ashes.

Holy light illuminated the entire abyss, and the countless dead souls were like thin ice under the blazing sun, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Manmon naturally wouldn't sit idly by and let Gabriel continue his rampage. If souls are the currency of hell for higher demons, then he is an absolute capitalist. Gabriel burned wasn't special effects, but his assets, his very lifeblood.

"Gabriel!"

The crimson-black Fire Giant pushed aside the dried mud, stretched out its giant hand in mid-air towards the angelic phantom, and seized it in its hand.

As the energies collided, half the sky became unpredictable, and amidst the turbulent waves, the dark clouds showed signs of collapse.

Russell stopped watching the show, leaped into the air, and used Storm's abilities to keep the eye of the storm unchanged. He then used the energy bursting below to intensify the thunderstorm.

Judging from the situation, Gabriel and Manmon are evenly matched, and neither can do anything to the other, so he is the only one who can clean up the mess and end this chaotic struggle.

Rumble—

The heavens and earth raged, the blazing white lightning eye contracted, and countless Lightning Snake danced wildly in the sky, the terrifying power of the wires bringing the world to a standstill.

Below, enhanced by the divine blood from the Spear of Longinus, Gabriel ultimately Gabriel, his holy light overwhelming the crimson and black flames, successfully purifying all the souls in the abyss.

Yes, that's incredibly virtuous; she'll go to heaven!

Gabriel stood in the arid abyss, the Spear of Longinus pointed at Manmon's head. The latter was exhausted and suffered a backlash from the world barrier, unable to even condense the elemental axe.

Manmon was anxious as he watched the strange phenomenon in the sky. His assets had shrunk, and his strength had also decreased significantly. Coupled with the backlash he suffered, he could be said to have nothing left but his physical strength.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, a brilliant plan to turn the tide.

Manmon sensed the impending crisis, and so did Gabriel. Knowing that Russell would not let go of the opportunity to kill her and Manmon, she immediately flapped her wings, wanting to fly away.

Snap!

Manmon hugged Gabriel from behind, using the 'Hell's Biceps Cross Lock' to tightly restrain the struggling Gabriel, and laughed loudly at the sky, "Hahaha, I have a hostage in my hands. If you dare to attack, I will perish together with Gabriel."

"..."

Gabriel didn't want to say anything; he just wanted to die!