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By then, the stinky fruit had fallen out of the hidden space-time, and a foul stench struck their noses.
In the space where it had been, an exceedingly fine little vortex flickered in and out of sight. It was no bigger than a needlepoint, almost impossible to spot without looking closely.
As power from outside seeped in, those strange energies seemed to turn entirely into needlepoint vortices, then slowly vanished.
"Interesting. It resembles a space-time ability, but it's different. It's very weak, yet its power to conceal is far stronger. Is this another demon with a special ability?"
"If Diabolo could master this special space-time ability, then..."
"Looks like I need to have a good talk with that little thing!"
Baal smiled faintly, and his figure vanished on the spot.
Outside, in the vast Holy City, the gambling was still underway at the same place.
A little fellow no bigger than a fist sat atop a demon whose face was a picture of misery. She blinked her wide eyes at the demon collecting the money and waved a tiny fist.
"Yay! Bei'er won again!"
"Well, big guy? Your ability caught a Demon God in a trap. Aren't you happy?"
Little Bei'er rolled excitedly across the demon's head, laughing all the while.
The demon looked bitter enough to wish he were dead.
Happy? How could he be?
His ability had indeed caught His Majesty Demon God Baal off guard. But was that something to be proud of?
No. Absolutely not!
It was a disaster of the highest order. He was just a lowly Lesser Demon, yet he had helped Lady Bei'er set a trap for the lofty Demon God of Destruction. It might have been