Chapter 1080: Chapter 442: Targeted
Looking at the demon frozen into a crystal, and the gradually cooling anger.
The demon, with only his head able to move, fiercely glared at the approaching Chadite and her team.
The reason Chadite didn’t intervene in their battle was not only to let them try the fusion state, but also because she wasn’t quite fit for capturing these demons.
She could definitely kill them effortlessly, but capturing them alive was evidently a challenge for her.
In this regard, Jason and his partner were evidently very suitable.
"What a pity, that demon was too fragile and didn’t survive," Jason couldn’t help but complain as he looked at the demon corpse still pinned to the ground by a thick crystal spike.
Chadite silently gazed at the massive wound on the corpse, the crystal spike almost filling up the waist and abdomen.
Moreover, the power of the crystal spike had clearly invaded the demon’s body. If it survived, this demon would have been impressively resilient, nearly sliced in half.
Retracting her gaze, she looked at the giant axe demon frozen in front of her, resembling a statue.
The demon opened his eyes wide and mouth, feeling the taste of sulfur and the heat waves about to burst out from his mouth.
Seeing this situation, Chadite clenched her fist and threw an air-punch across the space.
The air compression caused by the shockwave hit the demon’s face hard.
"Cough cough... cough"
The violent coughing interrupted the lava ray the demon intended to spew to attack them, and a large amount of lava from the coughing even scorched himself.
The fierce impact even blew away some of the demon’s teeth, leaving his mouth full of blood. His already strange nose was directly punched into his face.
Jason couldn’t help but make an uncomfortable expression looking at the miserable demon.
"Why provoke her," Jason couldn’t help but comment, looking at the demon.
"Did The Mouth of Devour send you here?"
"Kill me, you ants!"
The demon roared clearly without any intention of answering their questions.
"Why bother, I know killing you will let your soul return to the abyss, then you’ll come back to this world to cause trouble.
If you don’t talk, I’ll freeze you into an ice sculpture, letting you stand here as a spectacle for passersby. Then you’ll become the daily view of the locals, a defeated demon ready to be admired.
By that time, your name will spread around here, maybe even reaching the demons’ territory, and those demons might want to see your appearance."
Clearly, these words didn’t scare the demon at all; he just disdainfully curled his lips.
"It’s strange, isn’t it? Didn’t you realize you’ve been deceived by The Mouth of Devour?
Otherwise, why would only you three come to attack us? He must have told you that our number is large, right?
Only you three, defeated by us 1 on 1 so easily, let alone dealing with us all.
Clearly, he just wanted you to die, and if you keep his secret, it fits perfectly into his plan.
Maybe that cunning guy is now sitting in his palace, laughing and talking with the surrounding demons about your sorry state." After thinking for a while, Jason spoke again to persuade.
This time, it obviously broke the demon’s defenses.
He roared in anger, cursing in some sort of strange, jarring, unpleasant language.
Jason recognized it, it seemed to be the language of the abyss, whispers from the outside world.
Lucilia had introduced it before.
But this language was too chaotic, without any structure, and unless born in the abyss, it’s hard to learn.
Even Lucilia might only understand a rough idea when she comes over.
"That damned guy told us your power level was only of this world’s Fourth Stage.
At most, your leader might reach the Fifth Stage, allowing us to kill you with confidence.
We didn’t even need to kill all of you, just eliminating one would earn us his reward."
He said as he roared in anger once more; this was not just a Fifth Stage, the target’s strength was at Fifth Stage only casually.
Fifth Stage aside, clearly, those here possess more than one treasure, and they are extremely formidable. They’re completely crushing us without any chance to retaliate.
Only if someone is isolated and the three of us gang up could we possibly take one down.
This is blatant deception, tricking us into death, at least that’s how it seemed to him.
Perhaps The Mouth of Devour didn’t anticipate this.
Who could expect, last time they did appear merely at Fourth Stage, and it’s been barely three years since then.
To The Mouth of Devour, a demon preserved from the Golden Era till now, three years is indistinguishable from three days or months.
"Forget it, you can’t provide any information, you’re just a deceived fool," Jason casually insulted, waving his hand.
The crystal’s freeze sealed him entirely in crystal, trapping him as an ice sculpture.
Actually, there wasn’t much else to ask, they just needed to know that The Mouth of Devour was aware of their arrival and had started targeting them.
"Who’s coming now?"
Chadite had kept her detection waves active all along, sensed something immediately and spoke.
Jason and his partner instantly prepared for battle, then looked toward the direction Chadite mentioned. However, it wasn’t demons arriving; it was several large, bird-like creatures flying in the sky.
