Chapter 492: Nazi and Xen (1)
"Let’s kill them, Xen. Then we’ll find that thing."
Xen remained silent for a while as he observed the academy uniforms worn by the students.
"Arcadia Academy," he muttered with narrowed eyes. "Interesting."
Niza snorted. "What? They’re from some academy? It doesn’t matter. Let’s kill them."
Xen nodded calmly.
"Yes."
Amon and the others remained vigilant, gripping their weapons tightly while watching the two demons.
Amon immediately spoke.
"Guys, let’s split into two groups and face them separately. Seraphina and Aisha, stay with Lark. You three handle that long-haired demon. Marcus and I will handle the other—"
Before he could finish, both demons exploded forward.
BOOM!
The ground beneath their feet cracked as they dashed toward the students at frightening speed.
The group instantly scattered.
Marcus and Amon moved toward one side.
Seraphina, Aisha, and Lark rushed toward the other.
Seeing the split, the two demons also changed directions.
Two curved short swords appeared in Niza’s hands.
Meanwhile, Xen casually lifted a massive battle axe onto his shoulder.
Amon’s shadow surged around his blade before spreading across his legs.
His physical strength immediately increased.
At the same time, mana wrapped around his arms.
Marcus raised his spear.
Two Master-Rank magic circles instantly appeared above his head.
The circles blazed with fiery red circles.
The next moment.
WHOOSH!
Dozens of flaming projectiles descended from the sky like a meteor shower.
Niza’s body suddenly glowed with a deep green aura.
His speed increased dramatically.
He moved like a phantom through the rain of fire, weaving between every projectile with unbelievable agility.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Explosions erupted behind him. Not a single attack touched him. Then Niza crossed his swords.
SWISH!
Two razor-sharp wind slashes formed into an X-shape and shot toward Amon and Marcus.
This time, Amon stepped forward.
"I’ll handle it!"
Shadow mana exploded around his sword. He swung with all his strength.
CLANG!
The shadow slash collided with the wind blades.
A powerful shockwave erupted.
"Argh!"
Amon gritted his teeth. The attack was far stronger than he had expected.
Although he managed to neutralize most of the force, the remaining impact still pushed him several meters backward.
His boots carved deep lines into the ground.
Marcus used that opportunity.
"Burn!"
His spear thrust forward repeatedly.
WHOOSH!
WHOOSH!
WHOOSH!
Dozens of compressed fire projectiles shot toward Niza from every direction.
The demon clicked his tongue.
"Tch."
His green aura intensified. His body blurred. One moment he stood before them.
The next moment he vanished.
Amon’s eyes widened.
"Marcus! Left!"
Marcus reacted instantly.
CLANG!
He raised his spear just in time. Niza’s sword slammed against it. A violent shockwave exploded outward.
Marcus was thrown backward.
BOOM!
He crashed through a tree before regaining his balance.
"Damn!"
Niza smirked. The man was a full rank above Amon and Marcus.
His mana was denser. His speed was greater. His combat experience was clearly superior.
Fighting him head-on was proving difficult.
Yet neither Amon nor Marcus showed fear.
Instead, both grinned.
"Finally," Amon said while tightening his grip on his sword.
Marcus smirked as flames danced around his spear.
"He is stronger and worth fighting."
Niza’s eyes narrowed. "You brats are surprisingly confident."
Shadow surged around Amon.
Flames erupted around Marcus.
Both rushed forward at the same time.
BOOM!
The battle truly began.
Suddenly, something burst out of the ground directly beneath Niza.
They were shadowy hands. Dozens of dark arms emerged from the earth and wrapped themselves around his legs and torso.
"What the hell?!"
Niza was momentarily distracted and instinctively looked down. That single moment was enough.
Marcus’s eyes flashed. Orange flames erupted around his spear as he raised it high.
Without hesitation, he thrust forward once more. The blazing projectile shot toward Niza like a meteor.
Niza destroyed the shadowy hands with a burst of mana and immediately dashed toward the two young men.
Seeing the incoming attack, he swung one of his curved swords to intercept it.
However this time, something different happened.
The instant his blade touched the fire projectile.
BOOOOM!!
The flames detonated violently.
"Argh?!"
Niza was thrown backward by the unexpected explosion. His expression twisted with confusion before realization dawned upon him.
"Oh..."
A grin appeared on his face. "Boy, you’re using an ability?"
He brushed some dust from his clothes. "That’s impressive. Awakening abilities isn’t easy. I’d say you’re quite a lucky young man."
Marcus smirked proudly. Before he could respond, Amon spoke first.
"You talk too much, demon."
A black magic circle formed in front of him. Darkness gathered rapidly. Unlike his usual Gloom Sphere, this spell wasn’t smoky or unstable.
A dense black sphere condensed in front of him. Its surface distorted the surrounding air as if it were devouring everything around it.
[Devouring Sphere]
The sphere shot toward Niza at tremendous speed.
Niza watched it approach with narrowed eyes. "You youngsters know some interesting magic."
Mana exploded from his body. His swords crossed.
SLASH!
Two compressed wind blades shot forward. The attacks collided against each other.
BOOOOM!!
The Devouring Sphere exploded into a cloud of dark smoke. The battlefield was instantly covered in darkness. Niza calmly stepped through the smoke.
Then a smirk appeared on his face. "You two aren’t the only ones who possess abilities."
Suddenly an overwhelming pressure descended from above.
It felt as though an invisible mountain had fallen onto Amon and Marcus.
BOOM!
Both young men crashed onto one knee. The ground beneath them cracked.
"The fuck?!"
Amon cursed angrily as he struggled to push himself upright. Every muscle in his body screamed under the pressure.
Marcus gritted his teeth. Sweat formed on his forehead.
"Damn it..."
Niza watched them with satisfaction. A cruel smile spread across his face as he slowly walked toward them.
"Now this looks better."
The demon had used his own unique ability that made huge air pressure above Amon and Marcus.
His eyes gleamed with contempt. "Humans should be kneeling. That looks better."
Suddenly, he spun. His leg whipped through the air.
BANG!!
The kick crashed into Amon’s head.
"Arghhh!!"
Amon’s body was sent tumbling across the ground. Pain shot through his head.
"Amon!"
Marcus shouted in alarm.
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