The hurricane roared and howled, its yellowish winds whipping up clouds of dust.
Wind Demon Abigor rode the gale, transforming into a spiraling sandstorm that drilled forward at high speed. At the front of the advancing hurricane was the outline of his elemental face.
As a demoted Fallen Angel, his strength was fairly ordinary—not exceptional, but not weak either. He was on the same level as the Earth Demon who had died.
Still, transforming into a wind elemental had its merits. At the very least, it gave him a major advantage when running away, allowing him to force his companions to cover his retreat.
By comparison, Water Demon Varol's attack seemed somewhat mediocre. The black water split into several streams and moved along the ground, encircling Russell from all directions.
Russell lit five clusters of pure white Holy Flame at his fingertips and swept them down at the oncoming gale. The five flames carved vertical lines through the air, halting the shrieking winds and scattering them into a cloud of black smoke.
Wind Demon Abigor's miserable scream rang out from the invisible dust and smoke. The black mist turned back into wind, spiraling upward into the sky.
(O_O)
Russell poked his head up to look at the sky. As the saying went, "Spiral into the heavens, boundless power"—Wind Demon Abigor's ultimate move had to be formidable.
On the ground, Water Demon Varol was a little slower. While Russell was looking up at the sky, several streams of water transformed into sharp blades and stabbed toward the vital points across his body.
Clang!
A flash of light passed by, and the flowing water blades snapped apart.
Holding the Holy Flame Greatsword, Russell split every stream of water attacking him in two in an instant. He was so fast that Varol did