Chapter 629 Blake's Might



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As Clarice screamed in fear of her prompt death, a flash of red and black light emerged in front of her, intercepting Beetlegoon's attack and then shooting several Holy Light Bullets at gim!

CLAAASH!

"HUH?! YOU!"

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

"AAAGGH…!"

Beetlegoon stepped back in fear as he saw Blake appear in the last moment. His Handgun being enchanted by the power of Holy Light Magic, one of the many elements he wielded naturally. His affinity with all elements had improved greatly since he acquired the Divine Protection of the Holy Spirits, wielding holy light element had become even easier than before.

Imbuing this element into his gun's Mana Bullet ability granted him the power to fire Holy Light Bullets, which were especially deadly against Demons.

"Beetlegoon, huh? A forgivable name." Blake said, stepping over his face.

"IT'S YOU… ASMODEUS!" Beetlegoon roared, quickly swinging his gigantic arms and trying to throw away Blake with a powerful elbow hit.

However…

S L A A A A S H!

B A A M!

His arm was sliced apart by Blake's Gluttony spear before he could even accomplish that, as green blood started coming out of his wound.

"GRUUAAAAAAGGGH! Y-YOU… T-That spear!"

Beetlegoon's face distorted in shock as he saw the spear Blake was holding. It was no normal Cursed Weapon, but one that has been growing stronger ever since he was a child, which he had feed with the souls and blood of thousands of monsters and demons. Naturally, it was tremendously strong.

"It is a little thing I made." Blake said. "Die."

"R A A A A A H H H!!!"

Beetlegoon desperate jumped away from Blake's attack, landing on the ground a few steps away, gasping for air. His face distorted in fear! It was so easy to deal with the other kids, but the one that managed to slay his master's vessel was a completely different deal altogether.

"Everyone! He's here! Come!"

Beetlegoon called more and more Insectoid Demons, some of them attacking the children suddenly ignored them, gathering in front of Blake… Beetlegoon's face smiled cockily.

"M-Maybe you're strong by yourself, but can you deal with dozens of Demon Generals at once?!" He laughed.

"Of course." Blake smiled.

"Hah! I knew you- Eh?"

F L A A A A S H!

By fusing the powers of all his buffs together, Blake regrew a brand new armor of Ice Dragon and Blood Dragon Scales, which were then turned black as they merged with his Demonic Arm powers. His Demonic Arm suddenly took a grotesque shape, resembling hundreds of tentacles with sharp blade-like ends. His eyes were shining brightly, in seconds, hundreds of demons were paralyzed.

"Unnggh?!"

"A Demonic Eye of Paralysis?!"

"W-Wait, this is…?!"

CLAAAAAASSSHHHH!!!!

Before they could even register what was happening, Blake landed in the middle of all of them, swinging the hundreds of tendrils coming from his Demonic Arm and slicing them apart as if they were nothing!

"GRUAAAAGGH!"

"H-HE'S TOO STRONG!"

"UAAAGGH!"

As countless of non-Demon Generals were easily sliced apart, the Demon Generals retreated in time, watching all of the other Demons being torn apart.

"And you…" Blake looked at the Demon General.

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

His spear pierced through Beetlegoon's body a hundred times as well, leaving him filled with so many holes he looked like a Swiss cheese.

"Unnggh… T-This is… You were supposed to be… weak!" Cried Beetlegoon, vomiting a mouthful of green blood.

"Weak? Me? You waited a bit too long to fight me." Blake said with a vicious, vile smile.

His aura continued growing stronger, resembling that of a gigantic vampiric emperor made of blood and eternal, abyssal darkness. A vicious smile and two glowing red eyes emerged from within this aura, overwhelming all of the demons around him.

"I have never been weak!"

With a single burst of power from his Demonic Hand, a gigantic beam of pure destruction reached the demons, turning them all into pieces, including the five Demon Generals that were attempting to fight Blake!

BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOOM! BOOOOOMMMM!!!!

It was a total massacre!

Clarice and the other students of her party looked at Blake with eyes wide open. This young man's prowess was in a completely other level… but aside from that, there was a certain domineering presence, something brutal about him that made him resemble… a legendary hero of ancient times.

Not a summoner, but a man that was said to have slain millions of demons all by himself. They knew him as the Doom Slayer, and he was one of the heroes that to this day, was still remembered as those that freed Spiritias from the menace of the Demons.

"He's… really strong…" Clarice was shocked.

Blake quickly walked back to her, looking at his spirits fighting the hordes of demons coming from the Demon Gate as well, Hendrick, Saphira, and Eleanora were in the frontlines, pushing back any bastard trying to get closer to them.

"Clarice, stand up, we're not done here yet." He said, going back to his normal form.

"Just how… did you got so strong?" Clarice asked, in disbelief.

"I simply did not rely too much on this world's powers and grew stronger with my own methods." Said Blake. "Though, this world's powers are still certainly very useful…"

FLAAAASH!

And then, Clarice saw it. Blake's entire power level was rising. His Spiritual Orb was ranking up, and his level had already reached its max! His Grimoire started glowing not with the demonic power from before, btu with a holy power coming from the Holy Spirits themselves.

"Let's Rank Up and Summons some new Spirits, shall we?" Blake laughed, as Clarice dropped her jaws to the ground.

"Y-You're ranking up right here and now?!" She was too flabbergasted.

Blake saw the many notifications within the Grimoire, and quickly decided that it was time to Rank Up and change his Talent as well! The Holy Spirits, of course, weren't just looking, as many of them decided to reward him for his feats.

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