Chapter 239: Black Hurricane's Trump Card

The Hell Flame Tornado was dealing with all the warriors around Azaroth and Black Hurricane.

The humans couldn't deal with an attack on such a level that was sucking them in and burning them to a crisp.

Many warriors didn't even dare to join this fight any longer as they fled in different directions.

Azaroth thought 'They should have atleast tried to put up a fight. I should wait until they are far away that they can't rescue Black Hurricane.'

"You are rather weak for a reincarnated Demon King. I was expecting you to put up more of a fight," Azaroth commented with a sneer.

The Black Hurricane was panting heavily as he had just regenerated his body at the cost of his vitality.

"You merely caught me off-guard. If you give me time, I can put up more of a fight against you," Black Hurricane spoke seriously.

'He is also waiting for something,' Azaroth concluded as he immediately charged towards the Black Hurricane.

However, Black Hurricane suddenly flew down. His entire body turned reddish in color as his flying speed increased.

Azaroth noticed the direction in which Black Hurricane was heading. There were three 5 Star Warriors in that direction.

"Stop! Stop this man! He is trying to kill me, a Royal Prince!" Black Hurricane shouted with all his might.

Azaroth noticed how the three 5 Star Warriors paused for a moment.

Suddenly, three energy beams were released from Black Hurricane's body as they struck those three 5 Star Warriors.

Before they could even realize what was occurring, their body began to shrivel.

Azaroth noticed this phenomenon and frowned 'Recovering his vitality through them. That's a pure demonic technique. There are traces of demonic ardor in his spirit now.'

There was another strange thing Azaroth noticed. His Mystic Eyes of Perception could suddenly see through Black Hurricane's emotions.

'What is going on? Is it because of the traces of demonic ardor in his spirit? Does that disable the protection ability provided by that mysterious ability? This is rather strange.'

Azaroth frowned at this mysterious ability. However, he put it in the back of his mind as he focused on Black Hurricane and used his Mystic Eyes of Perception.

'Calm? Why is this guy calmer now? He should have realized the difference between us by now.'

Azaroth decided to find out. He darted forwards while conjuring up a dark sphere in his hands.

"Finally, it has activated," Black Hurricane whispered as his muscles suddenly expanded.

They were twice the size of before, and he faced Azaroth without any fear in his eyes.

The size of his muscles wasn't the only thing that changed. His Ardor received a significant boost.

'This time, it's the bloodline activating that gives him strength.'

Azaroth calmly analyzed Black Hurricane, and the two clashed against each other soon enough.

Black Hurricane was using a dense wind sphere to counter Azaroth's Dark Sphere.

A great shockwave occurred that threw the two in opposite directions.

'He has the same strength as me right now.' Azaroth thought with a serious expression.

'The Bloodline in his body gives him a different sort of power than the one Bernado possessed. Bernado's bloodline was to increase his Ardor's strength by 5 times. Meanwhile, the ability this guy Black Hurricane possesses is to gradually increase his power over time.'

'What is his upper limit, though?' Azaroth wondered.

"Time to bring this fight up by a notch!" Azaroth softly spoke as he used more of his Ardor.

Soon, the two warriors disappeared from their positions.

Their speed was so quick that an untrained eye wouldn't be able to follow their movements at all.

Consecutive shockwaves occurred in the air, and these shockwaves soon began to affect the ground as well.

The ground was cracking due to those strong shockwaves.

Azaroth was naturally dominating this fight as he fought against Black Hurricane in pure hand-to-hand combat.

Azaroth's close-combat skill was greatly superior to Black Hurricane. Each attack targeted Black Hurricane's vital organ.

Black Hurricane recovered his injuries by burning a massive amount of his vitality.

It allowed him to put up a fight against Azaroth for some moments.

Suddenly, his muscles expanded again, and his Ardor became even stronger.

Azaroth was slightly surprised as he noticed that Black Hurricane's energy was at the 6 times of an average warrior.

'He is equal to my normal form's true power? Now, this is surprising….'

Azaroth had to quickly increase his Ardor's output. If he kept on holding back, he would probably lose against Black Hurricane.

Black Hurricane was coming towards Azaroth, pure Ardor radiating from his fist as he targeted Azaroth's face.

Azaroth raised his hand and grabbed that punch at the last possible moment. He then kneed Black Hurricane's guts and sent him flying with a kick.

Black Hurricane crashed against the ground.

He was utterly shocked as he thought 'What is this man? How is he so strong?! My body is at its limit with this power, but that guy is still not even breaking a sweat. Moreover, he seems to be well used to fighting in close combat. He even feels more experienced than me. But how?!'

Those questions were swirling in Black Hurricane's mind. He opened his eyes and stared at Azaroth's body.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes as he saw rings of those Hell Flames!

'This guy is toying with me! He isn't even trying to kill me, or else the Fate Energy would have already activated to protect me.'

'Do I need to use my final trump card?' A serious expression appeared on Black Hurricane's face.

Azaroth noticed that Black Hurricane's emotions had suddenly calmed down. He was about to launch these rings of flames to break him. Torture him until he would answer all of his questions.

However, the situation appeared to be slightly different now.

Black Hurricane suddenly created a blade of pure energy and then stabbed himself with it.

Azaroth knew what Black Hurricane was doing and frowned 'Summoning a demon? Who is he sacrificing his blood to?'

A crimson-colored pentagon array formed beneath Black Hurricane's feet. It was shining with a blinding light that it was impossible to look at it directly.

Azaroth could actually interrupt this summoning array by using his Holy Ardor. But revealing his Holy Ardor wouldn't be a good idea in his mind.

Moreover, he was slightly startled to sense the aura of a Demon King. The aura of this Demon King was very similar to that of Black Hurricane's personal aura.

Azaroth immediately understood what was going on.

'This guy tricked his subordinates into thinking he gave up on his previous body and cultivation by taking over the body of the 4th prince.'

'After using a bit of his spirit to take over the 4th Prince's body here in the Glerian Kingdom, this Demon King's body entered seclusion. He must have still suffered some decrease in his cultivation base, but he has more or less regained it during his seclusion. And this is his true trump card. He can summon his original body to fight against an enemy he can't defeat.'

A smirk appeared on Azaroth's body as the Demon God's blood in him became excited.

'This just became a lot more interesting.'

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