Chapter 282 Chapter281-Ghana's Threat
They could all sense the terrifying aura of the creature, one they were currently ill-equipped to counter...
If all of them were in their prime and coordinated well, perhaps they could withstand the creature's assault.
However, they had previously been gravely injured by Ghana.
Although they had recovered slightly, they were still a long way from being fully restored.
The creature's dark compound eyes swept over the battlefield before finally resting on John.
Its pupils contracted sharply!
It was uncertain whether the creature had detected something from John.
Its previously fierce aura halted momentarily.
Its steps became more hesitant.
The Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana slapped its head in frustration.
"You're not meant to combat him. For now, he's beyond your reach. I'll handle him. You only need to dispose of the other insignificant pests..."
The creature's spirit was immediately rejuvenated.
It was aware it couldn't defeat John, but the others nearby seemed worn out, appearing as easy prey.
As the creature observed John,
John was also scrutinizing it.
Under the scrutiny of the Eye of Artemis, the creature's details were vividly revealed:
[Dark Harvester--Venom (Demigod Level boss): A peculiar beast born in the abyss, with a grotesque appearance, adept at using its razor-sharp arms to shred any adversary. Naturally tough-skinned and hardy, its two arms are as sharp as tempered steel blades. A powerful lordly boss affiliated with the Abyssal Soul Legion, and a trusted subordinate of Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana...]
[Level: 620]
[Race: Undead]
[Attributes: ...]
John was momentarily taken aback.
This seemingly clumsy creature in front of him was a demigod?
His eyes narrowed, and upon hearing Ghana's directives, he quickly deduced the Soul-Devouring Devil's strategy.
It was evident Ghana recognized his inferiority and chose to target the recuperating members of the Devil Elite Team.
As Dark Harvester Venom, brandishing its colossal limbs, took steps towards the team,
John's eyebrows raised, readying himself to intercept Venom.
But before he could teleport, Ghana appeared before him.
Seeing the battered Ghana, John remarked coolly, "Do you believe you still possess the strength to challenge me?"
A grotesque smirk played on Ghana's demonic face, "I don't need to defeat you. I only need to delay you for a moment. Given Venom's prowess, it won't take long to slaughter your comrades..."
John's brow furrowed, clearly displaying his displeasure.
He deeply loathed being threatened in such a manner.
Yet, he recognized the truth in Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana's words.
All Ghana needed to do was hinder him, and the summoned Demigod Level creature could easily massacre the squad members.
For all professionals, reaching level 500 is unquestionably a significant milestone.
Surpassing level 500 designates one as a true demigod.
For a squad with members who, on average, are only level two to three hundred, the presence of such a power is a devastating blow.
Suddenly, John tightly grasped his Divine Palace, his expression chilling as he asked, "What do you want?"
Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana believed he'd pinpointed John's weakness.
He declared smugly, "My demands are simple. Leave this place now and never bother me again..."
"If you don't accept this, the lives of your companions will be forfeited here... Even if you manage to kill Venom afterwards, it won't bring back your comrades!"
John glanced at him, his eyes shimmering with an intent so lethal it seemed palpable, sending an involuntary shiver down Ghana's spine.
But, reminding himself that he held the upper hand, Ghana puffed out his chest.
The fact that he, a majestic Devil, felt threatened by a mere human's gaze was humiliating!
Ghana fumed internally.
Lifting his Divine Palace, John, devoid of any emotion, warned, "I'd advise against making such an irrational move. Threats don't hold much weight with me."
Ghana sneered, "If that's the case, then stand by and watch as Venom slaughters your companions..."
John's thoughts raced, and as he turned to look at his pale-faced teammates, he found himself torn.
If this world were merely a game, he wouldn't bear such a burden.
They'd be mere NPCs, their deaths inconsequential.
But John knew he was in a real world.
These teammates were living beings.
Entrusting these individuals to him was an act of faith by Duke Dinan.
John couldn't bear to watch these comrades, with whom he shared pleasant memories, be massacred by the beast.
Seeing John halt his actions, a triumphant grin spread across Ghana's face.
Ever since their first confrontation, Ghana felt stifled.
Every skill he unleashed seemed ineffectual against John, who consistently had him on the run.
But now, having found a way to seize control of the situation, how could Ghana not be elated?
In his view, the sentimental bonds between humans were their greatest weakness.
In the past, when Ghana invaded the Godslayer Continent, he exploited this vulnerability, devouring the souls of several formidable beings.
Even though those whose souls he devoured were not as highly leveled as Ghana, and he could easily defeat them in a direct confrontation, this Soul-Devouring Devil relished the sight of these humans in agony due to emotional ties.
Not just John and Ghana, but the rest of the squad, sheltered within the Divine Guardian barrier, also understood the Devil's intentions.
Their lives were now leverage against their leader.
The realization brought an unparalleled sense of shame to the squad members.
With a raspy voice, Dragonfang spoke, "Galewind, do not concern yourself with our lives. If we can drive the Devil out of Godslayer Continent, our deaths will have meaning!"
Hills added in a subdued tone, "Indeed, in the face of light and justice, individual lives are inconsequential. Captain, don't torment yourself over this."
One by one, the other squad members echoed similar sentiments, signaling John to fight without restraint. They were prepared to trade their lives for the peace of the continent.
But John didn't share this sentiment. Having brought them here, he was resolved to bring every one of them back intact!
It was a principle he'd always adhered to, be it with player teammates or these NPC allies – he didn't want to abandon anyone.
Pensively furrowing his brows, a sudden spark of insight flashed across John's mind.
He realized he possessed a long-forgotten skill that might just be apt for the current predicament.
Lifting his head, he revealed a radiant smile.
"Do you truly believe... that your tactics can alter your fate?"
Before Ghana could respond, John raised a hand.
The divine power surged, and energy roiled around him.
Once again, the very fabric of the battlefield's space began to ripple like water.
[Summon of the Chaos God (Divine Skill) (Level 1): Slain by the primordial power of the God of Chaos, you've been granted a hint of the 'Chaos' ORDER's authority. Using the power of the Devil, you can summon chaotic entities from other realms. The summoned item or creature's level, attributes, and functionality are random. Duration of summon: 10 minutes. Skill cooldown: 24 hours.]
This was a skill John had grasped within the Godslayer Temple.
Aside from a single use upon its acquisition, he had never invoked it again.
The reason was simple.
Ever since he emerged from the Godslayer Temple, he hadn't encountered a foe truly demanding enough to necessitate the summoning of a creature for aid in battle.
But now, this skill seemed tailor-made for the present circumstances.
Although uncertain of what creature he might summon from another realm, given his current prowess, the level of the summoned being should undoubtedly be formidable.
In truth, John fully realized that the 'other realm' mentioned in the skill description referred to the Abyss itself...
"Hopefully, I can summon something capable of halting a demigod..."
John muttered under his breath.
No sooner had his words faded than a twisted magical portal unfurled before him.
The very sight of the magic portal almost made Ghana's eyes pop out of his skull, for upon it, he sensed an aura that once instilled bone-deep fear in him: Chaos! An ORDER exclusive to Lord Azazel, epitomizing utter darkness and strangeness, once made the entire Abyss shudder in terror beneath its might.
Ghana swiftly straightened up, all three of his eyes fixated intently on John. "Why can you wield my father's power?"
John paused momentarily, but quickly connected the dots.
Since he had acquired this summoning ability after comprehending a trace of the 'Chaos' authority, invoking the skill inevitably involved drawing upon the Chaos ORDER.
However, what he hadn't expected was for such a subtle hint of the Chaos ORDER's power to be instantly detected by Ghana.
John nonchalantly shrugged and responded, "Want the answer? Seek it out for yourself. If you can defeat me, you'll understand why I can wield the power of the Chaos ORDER..."
With a thunderous roar, the Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana flung his silvery Libra straight at John's face.
The frenzied, twisted dark divine power instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.
John, with a casual flick of his hand, sent the Silver Libra flying off with Divine Palace's force.
"Calm down. Such brutish tactics won't grant you even a sliver of hope..." John's words were tinged with a hint of mockery.
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