Chapter 215 Domination

Chapter 215 Domination

?As promised, today there will be two additional chapters thanks to the donation from swcowboy! Thanks to him for the help!

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The giant axe was extremely dangerous, and its blade gleamed with a magical red light. The murderous intent of the giant created a separate field that negatively impacted the surrounding environment—so much so that many practitioners needed assistance from stronger individuals to overcome this pressure and not succumb to its influence.

"What a dreadful power... The Hell Guards are much stronger, even if their opponent is at the same level. I'm afraid Veronica might have trouble," murmured Sierra, approaching Amarantha, who had already begun to erect a barrier around them. The Nymph Queen sighed in disappointment and shook her head, "She's clever and, in her way, a decent woman, but there's not a single screw tightened in her head. She's just crazy!"

"Well, she wouldn't be Veronica if it weren't for her insane character. I've gotten so used to it that I consider it normal," replied Amarantha in a monotone voice, finishing the formation of the barrier around the two of them. She chuckled and looked at Veronica, who drew a long two-handed sword and deflected a strike—creating a powerful shockwave that pushed back unprepared practitioners.

Watching the battle, one could see Veronica's domination over the Crimson Devil, who didn't appreciate the turn of events. He screamed and resisted, declaring her insignificance and launching repeated attacks, all of which were parried, leaving Veronica unscathed.

"Damn woman!" shouted the second guard, rushing towards her. Apparently, after much deliberation, he decided to abandon his principles and attack two against one: "Die!"

After a prolonged battle cry, he swung his hand, and suddenly a huge mace appeared, shining brightly. This momentarily blinded the unprepared Amarantha and Sierra, as well as others.

"Ouch! What a bright light!"

"My eye-e-e-es!"

The same reaction occurred with the others, and someone suffered so much from this light that they had to use healing spells to regenerate their sight. By the time the mace was supposed to strike Veronica's head, a storm of magical energy suddenly appeared, enveloping both giants in a fraction of a second, freezing them in place.

"What's this?!"

They were stunned and couldn't move, feeling a sense of heaviness as if entire mountains were placed on their shoulders. Veronica, preparing for the next strike, just smirked and raised her sword into the air, ready for the next attack. The blade of her sword gleamed, and a black storm rose around her body. Izo, standing at a distance, held his breath and shouted abruptly.

"Get back! Right now!"

"What..."

After all, Hell was not just any territory; it was a whole Divine Space. It played as crucial a role as the Gods, as in Hell, all the negative energy accumulated, protecting the mortal world from an endless stream of demonic beasts ready to tear you to pieces.

"A bunch of strangers at the entrance, Master. How do you command?" Suddenly, a distorted voice echoed, neither woman nor man—like a robot speaking.

It was about the castle. It looked like a copy of Neuschwanstein Castle, but darker stones were used, creating the impression of an extremely dangerous and gloomy place, surrounded tirelessly by poisonous wyverns.

The voice came from one of the main halls—the meeting hall, where a round table was placed in the center, and behind this table sat a single demon who looked human, except for the horns on his head. He had quite ordinary features—slightly rough facial features, a wide forehead, an eagle-like nose, and his hair was black, while his eyes were brown.

"A bunch of strangers, you say... those who wanted to infiltrate through the fissure that appeared? The worm caught by the guard was quite talkative and provided us with some good information..." The man murmured, throwing his leg over the other and arrogantly looking at the bowing low demon, who had a very ugly appearance and resembled goblins, but with black skin and black eyes. The man added with a stern voice, "I can't understand one thing. Why do I have to hear reports that a bunch of garbage is trying to get to us? Isn't it the task of the Crimson Devils to kill all the fools sticking their hands where they shouldn't?"

"Y-yes, Lord Chrismon, but there was a problem this time... the opponents are not the easiest. They have three people at the level of Demon God, and one of them is a demon woman, a demon of the old generation." The small demon humbly replied, not daring to hide anything.

"What? A demon of the old generation? How unusual..." The man muttered and suddenly became much kinder than before. "Although the Demon King is currently in a deep sleep, he has ordered to let demons of the old generation in because they were on his side even in ancient times. Let that woman in, and kill the rest."

"I-understood!"

"Excellent. Then..."

BOOOOM!

The man didn't have time to finish his sentence when suddenly the entire space of Hell shook from a powerful energy surge, causing Chrismon to widen his eyes and look in shock at the place where the main entrance to Hell should be. With his excellent vision, the man saw the scene of Veronica fighting the guards.

"W-what?! What the hell is this girl doing?" He exclaimed in shock and stood up from his seat. Behind him, wings unfolded, and he looked at the small demon, throwing a few words at him before leaving, "Get out of the castle! Let them kill that human; I'll deal with this!"

"Y-yes..."

As soon as the small demon answered him, Chrismon took off into the air and, flying out through the window, headed towards the main entrance.

In the air, he actively monitored the situation, and when he approached the gates, he saw that the battle was over, and the trio was already chatting as if nothing had happened. He froze in shock.

"What the hell are they doing? A moment ago, they were ready to rip each other's throats out, and now they talk as if they've known each other for a hundred years!"

To be continued...