Chapter 1194: Chapter 819: Victory
The war still raged on.
This was going to be an extremely prolonged war.
A "Thousand-faced Devourer" named Marduk, shaped like a massive twisted worm whose surface was covered in oozing, festering eyes and countless writhing maws, broke through the Defense line.
Many Demons had bodies roughly humanoid in shape, but just as many were monstrous abominations indistinguishable from beasts.
Gigantic worms like this one were no exception.
From its warped mouthparts, the filth it spewed—foul, viscous slime—was corroding the Solid alloy walls.
It was a Legendary Demon specialized in siege warfare.
It pressed its attack to the base of the outer walls with ease.
A powerful Spirit-screech hammered at the minds of nearby Night Watchers.
"Leave it to me!"
Raelia’s low voice carried an ironclad Power that brooked no argument.
Her massive Centaur body erupted with shocking speed as ghostly blue Soul Fire instantly flared across her form, shaping itself into that grotesque yet holy armor of bone.
The huge Ship-Slicing Blade in her hand, almost equal to her full height, was likewise wrapped in Soul Fire.
This was a Weapon she seldom used.
Because from the moment this Weapon was Forged, it had been made for creatures of truly colossal size.
"Petty little creature!"
The worm Demon let out a contemptuous sound, but faced with Raelia, though it mouthed insults, its actual movements showed more than enough caution.
It struck first, unleashing a wide-area assault that swept over her.
Raelia planted her hooves and twisted aside in a sudden stop, dodging the surging wave of acid, and her massive Ship-Slicing Blade carried marrow-freezing cold and soul-scorching heat.
That was Soul Fire.
To the body it felt like cold; to the soul, it was searing hot.
The blue flames swept upward.
From below to above, they traced a vast, haunting arc of ghostly blue light.
Shhh—!
Marduk’s huge, Solid lower jaw—etched all over with twisted Defense runes—was sheared away by the Soul Fire-coated Ship-Slicing Blade like hot knife through butter, nearly half of it gone.
In an instant, Soul Fire Ignited the filthy flesh at the wound, along with the exposed inner organs.
"Aaargh—!"
The soul-searing agony tore past what any physiology should allow, driving the terrifying Legendary Demon into a howling fit as its vast body writhed and rolled in madness.
Its tremendous bulk and pain-crazed thrashing sent it crashing into the wall, collapsing a small corner of the battlements.
It hurt so damn much!
As a worm Demon with such an enormous body, it should never have felt this kind of pain from a wound like this.
Even if half the flesh on its body were scraped away, it still wouldn’t have been enough to make it suffer like this.
Yet that single strike—just one blow landing on its body—
The pain was burning its soul.
This damned flame!
Its huge body and aberrant form meant that in normal Legendary-level battles it didn’t have overly sensitive senses; before actually being struck, it had never imagined that this ghostly blue Soul Fire could so easily scorch its soul.
A miscalculation.
The leftover instinct to survive outweighed its obedience to the will of the Abyss.
Yes, they were Demons.
Yes, the Abyss was their womb.
But Demons were chaos incarnate; even when they heeded the will of the Abyss, it was selective, not absolute.
Especially for Legendary Demons like them.
It stared in horror at that figure wreathed head to hoof in ghostly blue flames that froze even its soul.
Without hesitation, it tore open space itself and plunged its blood-spattered body into a spatial rift.
It fled in utter disgrace.
Raelia moved to give chase.
If she could beat this huge Demon down even more miserably on the battlefield, she stood to reap far greater benefits.
But this Legendary Demon was no pushover; with it dead set on escape, Raelia found herself with practically no way to stop it.
She tried to dive into the spatial rift after it, but before her body was fully inside, the Demon sensed attack intent closing from behind and, without the slightest hesitation, slammed the rift shut.
The slicing force of the rift’s closure instantly severed a quarter of its tail-end body.
The massive insectoid bulk writhed, spraying corrosive, reeking pus-blood all over the ground.
Another one got away.
Raelia thought bitterly.
To be honest, even she hadn’t expected her Soul Fire to reap such carnage here in the Abyss.
When you lot invaded the world, you were nothing like this!
She couldn’t help but scream in her heart.
She remembered those Demons that had once made their Descent into the world.
Each and every one of them was utterly insane.
Back then, Kana had genuinely been able to drag their souls out entirely and seal them away.
Yet even under those conditions, the Demons still didn’t give a damn.
Even later, when she had already mastered the Power of Soul Fire, those Demons—though they howled like stuck pigs when cut—would still go blow for blow with her.
She had taken that as proof that Demons were just inherently chaotic and mad.
But after coming to the Abyss, reality turned out to be nothing like that.
Since entering the Abyss, Raelia had only ever faced two kinds of fights.
The first: outright slaughter, enemies with no chance to run, killed in a single move.
The second: opponents of comparable strength, Legendary battles where kills were hard to land; once they’d taken a strike or two and confirmed the damage Soul Fire could do, they’d bolt without a second thought.
Where was the chaos of Demons? Where was their supposedly insane nature?
Every one of them just talked tough; after two cuts they ran faster than anyone.
Raelia was angry, but also felt a bit stifled.
Stifled, because this meant she didn’t dare keep pressing other Legendary Demons.
If she were the only Legendary on the field, fine—but now Abis and the others had already made their Descent.
If she rashly joined the fight now, swung her soul-core around for a couple of cuts, and the enemy immediately fled, wouldn’t that be a total waste?
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