In a few minutes, Noa was on a battlefield.
There is no tree, no animal, no monsters just plain plan battleground.
Noa stood there, behind him stood 30 [A] rank heroes and 50 [B] rank heroes, and just a little further in the back stood Archers with magic arrows in their strings, ready to shoot at any time.
Then there is a mage who was casting power full magic spell to attack a demons
At first glance, anyone could tell Noa would win this, as there were many powerful rankers behind him.
But the result of the battle is uncertain until the end.
Noa focuses on his eye and he can see that 2km away from here hoards of 50 [A] rank demons are coming.
The creatures, borne of darkness and malice, surged through the breach with ominous intent, their eyes ablaze with the hunger for chaos and destruction, they mindlessly followed their leader an [S-] rank demon.
Noa eyes went on [S-] rank demon.
The [S-] rank demon, a sinister embodiment of malevolence, appeared deceptively human at first glance. His form was refined as if carved from the shadows themselves. His tall stature and commanding presence evoked an air of dreadful authority.
His skin, a pallid hue, seemed almost translucent in the eerie glow of the magic-infused battlefield. Eyes of blood-red intensity pierced through the darkness, reflecting an ancient malevolence that hinted at the depths of his demonic nature. Each glance held a hypnotic power, drawing attention to the abyssal knowledge that dwelled within.
Cascading ebony hair framed a face that mirrored both beauty and wickedness in a twisted dance. Sharp cheekbones and a chiselled jawline spoke of a cruel elegance, accentuating the inhuman charm that concealed the demonic malice beneath.
Cloaked in dark, tattered robes that seemed to absorb the surrounding light, the [S-] rank demon moved with otherworldly grace. Symbols of infernal power adorned the cloak, hinting at the dark rituals and pacts that had elevated him to this unholy rank.
As he led the demonic horde with a predatory gait, a malicious smile played upon his lips, revealing sharp teeth as he noticed Noa's presence.
Noa closed his and greeted his teeth, he raised his hand in the air
"Archers, mages attack with all your power."
Noa said after seeing the upcoming enemy. He also started to run toward demons followed by 30 [A] and 50 [B] rank heroes.
**
As the horde of demons approached, the archers and mages sprung into action. The air crackled with the release of magic arrows and the incantations of powerful spells.
The archers, skilled marksmen and women, unleashed a volley of magic arrows that soared through the air with deadly precision. Each arrow, imbued with elemental magic, found its mark as it struck the approaching demons. The sky was filled with a dazzling display of arcane projectiles, casting a mesmerizing glow over the battlefield.
Simultaneously, the mages, positioned strategically behind the archers, channelled their magical energies to unleash devastating spells upon the demonic horde.
-Swoosh
-Crack
-Boom
Fireballs erupted, lightning bolts crackled, and gusts of wind whipped through the air, creating a maelstrom of magical destruction.
The demons faced the onslaught with ferocity. Their darkened forms clashed with the barrage of magical attacks, some falling under the relentless assault, while others pressed forward undeterred.
Among the demonic ranks, a figure stood out—the [S-] rank demon, a malevolent force in human guise. His presence exuded an aura of malevolence, commanding the lesser demons with calculated intent.
He deflected half of the spell to whiteout any sweat and flow into the air.
Seeing that the main leader was in the air Noa turned his head to Rae
"Rae, take of things here while I kill that thing up in the air."
"Yes, sir." Rae nodded as he unleashed one of his skills, that turned his body like a diamond."
Skidding several meters back in the air, Nia coughed again. This time, blood came out of his mouth.
'...How powerful.'
'...How powerful.'
Noa gazed at the demon, Noa clenched and unclenched his fist as he placed the sheath of the sword next to his waist.
"Is this what humans are capable of?" Ruth said with disappointment in his voice.
"Shut up, you bastard," Noa said to Ruth.
"But I can see, you have some potential." completely ignoring Noa's insult, Ruth said.
"Continuing this fight is pointless. You're weaker than me, and you know that. It would be a pity to let such talent die, so..."
The demon's hand was suddenly enshrouded in a black hue as a scroll unexpectedly materialized on the top of his palm.
"...How about signing a co—"
"I'm good."
Noa cut Ruth off before he could even finish speaking.
Taking a glance at the contract, he shook his head.
"I appreciate your offer, but I'd rather not sign a contract with a demon if I did I would be hunted down by 'Yato' himself." Noa felt Shivar run down to his spin.
'where the hell is that bastard, I did send him a message about the situation...' Noa thought.
"Haha..."
After Noa finished his words, Ruth let out a small laugh as he covered his face with the hand that was holding onto the contract.
"Hahahahhahahah."
The laugh soon turned into a full maniacal laugh as the demon pressed his stomach and hunched over. By the second, his laughter became louder, and a frown appeared on Noa's face.
"What's so funny?"
Noa asked with a confused tone.
Following his words, Ruth stopped laughing and his face twisted.
"Your naivety."
Fwap—!
The back of his wings expanded rapidly and a terrifying aura suddenly sprang out from Ruth's body.
"To think that there would be someone stupid enough to reject my offer and choose to die like this."
His menacing pressure reached toward No those who felt his clothes and hair flutter.
Within a couple of seconds, the pressure had already expanded everywhere.
"I'll show you exactly what happens when someone rejects me!"
The figure vanished from the spot before reappearing right in front of Noa.
'Looks like this going hard fight for me, please hurry up and come here Yato.'