Chapter 1915. Out of Drowsiness

1915 Chapter 1915. Out of Drowsiness

Red Death was again the first to act when Belphegor's clones started advancing. She had activated her dagger's Demonize Weapon. It would be a waste if she didn't use it to fight.

Each of Belphegor clones grabbed an ice weapon floating around the devil. The one that came at Red Death was equipped with fist weapons. This clone didn't possess the same ice aura as Belphegor, so Red Death's speed wasn't affected when it got near. Daggers and fists soon clashed.

The strength and speed of this clone didn't lose to Red Death. It might even be slightly stronger. Red Death's hands hurt each time they clashed. But thanks to her martial expertise, she was able to get the upper hand. The clone received hits while it failed to land any attack on her.

Grace and Nameless had the same situation. Grace's martial arts weren't as good as Red Death, but she was not bad either. Combined with the excellent defense from her legendary-grade set armor, she had no trouble fighting Belphegor's clone.

Nameless' martial arts were nothing to speak of. He only started learning after hanging out with Jack's group. However, he was a veteran player. His expertise in using skills was not shallow. He refrained from using his pinnacle class skills, though. He only used basic and advanced skills against the clone.

Badass went into a kiting game when the clone came at him. He summoned a lesser demon to take the clone's attention while he shot ranged attacks from a safe distance. His standard range attacks packed a punch. This was due to Hell Ruler's passive ability. All his standard ranged attacks inflicted an additional 10% chaos damage.

Belphegor originally planned to go back to sleep after sending his clones to deal with these outworlders, but he noticed his clones were not enough to deal with the four.

"Hm...," he again massaged his chin. He then pointed at Badass' lesser demon. When he wanted to assume control over the lesser demon, he was surprised that he couldn't.

Among the twenty-four elite classes, Warlocks were the most vulnerable to devils. This was because the demonic creatures they summoned could easily be controlled by the devil. Badass' class, Hell Ruler, was not the case. It was a pinnacle class. All the creatures the Hell Ruler summoned were immune to mind control. They were also immune to skills or spells that could normally dispel summoned creatures.

Displeased by his failure to take control of the lesser demon, he vomited another fleshy ball. This fifth clone grabbed an ice axe and ran toward Badass.

Badass saw the second clone. "F*ck! Why does he send two of these things to me? It's Red who has offended him. Why is it me who gets the brunt of his frustration?"

Unlike the others, he was not a melee class and was not a martial artist. He would be in trouble if that clone got to him. He resorted to casting Hell Ruler's beginning spell, Hell's Minions.

Even with her high protection, Grace knew she couldn't just play defense. She took a chance when the clones lunged at her at the same time. Her mace recombined into one. She used its long reach to smack one of the clone's heads, before using Spinning Crane Kick to kick the other one.

While the clones were staggered, she thrust two fingers into one of the clones. Her thrust conjured a spiraling black energy that drilled into the clone's head. The clone's head burst from the shredding force.

The martial art Grace used was the Nine Yin Abyssal Finger. Out of everyone, only Grace had learned more than one technique from the Nine Yin Scripture. Even Murong still failed to learn the two arts other than the Nine Yin Abyssal Finger.

After taking out the head from one of the clones, Grace shifted her attention to the other clone. She was about to attack when she felt an incoming attack. The attack was too close. She received a slam in her chest. The force sent her staggering back and she almost fell. She was surprised to find the attack came from the ice hammer held by the headless clone.

While it was common for beings in this game world to survive a blow to the head, an attack that caused a wound that took out the head would still kill the target. Grace looked at the headless clone in disbelief. It was still moving normally. Although it lost a lot of HP from the loss of its head, its HP was still around half.

"Hehe."

Belphegor chuckled from the scene. He originally wanted to just go back to sleep and let his clones deal with these outworlders, but he felt entertained watching them fight. He also felt rather fired up. These outworlders were good, especially the two females. He was still debating if he should join the battle.

Belphegor's eagerness was due to the weight loss after discharging six clones. His drowsiness was gone, but his indolence was still there. He wanted to join but didn't feel like moving.

He took a deep breath. His chest bulged.

"Shit! He is throwing out another clone!" Nameless exclaimed when he noticed what Belphegor was doing.

However, unlike previous, the bulging stayed in Belphegor's chest. It didn't go up to his neck. His head jerked forward while opening his mouth. Something small and fast flew out from that mouth.

Belphegor's target was Grace, who was the closest. Grace was looking at Belphegor due to Nameless' yell, so she was aware of what the devil was doing. Still, she hardly had the time to put her mace before her. Whatever Belphegor spat out hit her mace. The force was so strong that Grace's parry only managed to alter its trajectory. The thing then slammed into her shoulder. She yelped in pain as she was sent tumbling back.