Chapter 592: No one gets off easy
The Demon Lord could not even lift his limbs. Wherever the attacks struck, it felt as though sharp, mountain-breaking stone peaks had slammed into him, bringing both pain and an endless crushing pressure.
Worse still, he could sense that the devil had vanished from the spot where he had attacked him. The last time he had lost track of the devil was when this terrifying assault began.
Almost instinctively, the Demon Lord beat his wings with all his might.
Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...
The instant the storm formed, the Demon Lord faintly sensed Baru's presence. Sure enough, he was closing in. But the gale raised by those wingbeats let the Demon Lord narrowly dodge him. Then he flapped his wings madly and plunged into the magma below.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
The ground, already shaking constantly from the flowing magma, began to tremble even more violently.
In the sky, Baru frowned at the dense hell power surrounding him. Although he could not fly, his descent slowed considerably in response to his soul nature and will.
Sure enough.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Straight pillars of lava erupted from below, forming a strange forest of molten rock across the area. In the air, Baru looked like a tiny flying insect that the surrounding tongues of flame might swallow at any moment.
And this time, the lava's temperature was far from ordinary. Even the colors of the molten pillars had changed.
Baru smashed one of the lava pillars apart with a punch and distinctly felt its scorching heat.
"Now this is interesting! Hahahaha! Demon, now this is interesting!!! Those little..."
Halfway through his sentence, he sensed something wrong. The searing heat beneath him was rapidly fading, and the pressure of the hell power was dropping too.
**"Huh!? What the