Chapter 417: [ Betrayal? ]

Allen was standing behind him completely unscathed. On his hand was the still struggling winged woman with her mouth covered by Allen’s iron claw. The woman’s appearance extremely ragged. Her arm was hanging down and covered by blood. His stomach and chest as well, there was a large burned mark on it.

However, if one looks closely, the winged woman’s eyes were radiating different emotions. Fear, shock, alarm, terrified, confuse and many more kinds of emotions.

“How is this possible…!!?” Not only the winged woman but even Duxuel cried out in doubt and disbelief.

How is Allen… and even the one who had triggered that explosion completely fine…?

This is unbelievable!!

“What did you do!!?”

“Do you expect me to tell you my secrets?” Allen sneered. However, no one noticed that Allen’s sword, Rebellion had already disappeared and Allen’s right hand was covered by an obsidian colored arm gauntlet.

[ Azazel’s Sacrifice ]

Allen grinned mockingly. He raised his hand but when he was about to say something, a black sword slash shot from the side. Allen frowned and clenched his fist to punch the attack when at this very moment, the winged woman on his hand, moved.

The winged woman noticed Allen loosen his grabbed on her and immediately made her move. her hands turned into sharp claws and attacked Allen.

Allen couldn’t dodge due left or right in time due to their distance. Thus, he backed out of the range of the kick, but his heart sang.

The winged woman seemed to have expected Allen’s actions and made a sharp front kick on the spot. That refined movement didn’t look amateurish at all. She most likely was doing some kind of martial arts before.

With absent-minded thoughts like that, Allen slightly draws back his upper body and with a short pause, I easily dodged the kick. There the winged woman widened her eyes a bit, then draw back her kicking leg and jumped back. Allen’s reflexes and reactions are all top notches.

However, just as she does that, Allen moved towards her.

The winged woman was terrified. She doesn’t want to be captured by Allen again.

“Feriat!!” At this moment, Bleeze, holding his sword started rushing at her. Behind him was Duxuel.

“Bleeze!”

Bleeze and Duxuel surrounded the winged woman while pointing their weapons towards Allen who was already standing a few meters away from them. Still, smiling but his eyes were extremely cold.

“Feriat, are you okay!?” Bleeze asked as he stared at Feriat.

“Y, yeah, I’m okay.”

“What happened? Didn’t you detonate your magic essence?” Duxuel asked with a doubtful face.

“I don’t know. I was certain that I had already activated it but just as it exploded; something sucked all the magic power I had accumulated.”

“Is that true?!” Duxuel frowned.

“What are you asking Old Demon!? It’s good that she didn’t use it! She would certainly be gravely injured if he did that!” Bleeze asked angrily. “We can still kill this bastard even if we do that!”

“… …” The winged woman kept her silence as she stared at Bleeze. Her gaze didn’t bypass Bleeze and suddenly felt happy inside. Damn. Did I look too cool saying that?

*cough Bleeze controlled his real feelings from showing and turned around. He looked at the winged woman and grasped her shoulder and said, “It’s fine. It’s good that you're safe…”

“Y, yeah, thank you,” The winged woman lowered her head bashfully.

The smile on Bleeze face turned wider and he suddenly felt he was being injected by steroids as he felt the power coursing through him. He had always been trying to impress this B*tch and catch her all this time and yet, this b*tch was acting hard to get on him.

This b*tch always hated men, thinking that she was above all people in this world due to her appearance, and she had never once turned her gaze to him. And this, this had hurt his pride!

How dare this wh*re turned him down…!!!

He would surely wreck her the moment he caught her!

Let’s see who’s above who…!!

*clap *clap *clap “Amazing. So tearful, and extremely moving~” Allen’s words grab the three people’s attention again.

“You bastard! How dare you hurt Feriat! I’m going to kill you, you damn traitor!!!” Bleeze cried out in anger.

“Hahaha,” Allen laughed and then with a flash, he charged right towards them without any warning.

“Oh well, I shouldn’t be conversing like this all day. It’s time to put an end to this.”

With his blinding speed, he swung the sword downwards from over his head.

“......!”

Bleeze retrieved his sword and blocked Allen strike after he instantaneously closed in.

The blades of the two clashed. The rippling wave resulting from this shook the air as it dispersed in all directions. But Allen did not cease as he continuously attacked.

“Ugh!”

However, Bleeze’ defending was done with great difficulty. Allen’s sword traveled as if it was at the speed of light. A stiff staccato could be heard every time their swords met. The golden radiance also cut through the black haze of Bleeze’s sword and [ Devour ].

“Young master Bleeze!!” Duxuel also entered the battle and Allen was besieged by the two.

“Incinerate!!!” Duxuel raised his sword and slashed downward.

Then, from the blade of the sword, a dragon-shaped flame sprayed out. Immediately after, the dragon charged at Allen with remarkable speed.

Without even a second to be astonished, Allen pedaled off the ground with a ton of force to hop away. The dragon was overly quick and enormous. Had he reacted any slower then he wouldn’t have been able to avoid it. Passing by Allen body was the giant dragon that vigorously dashed towards the group of trees from behind. Following that, it exploded in a ball of flames.

“Guh, ah, hot......!” Allen’s right wing covered his body from the heat and explosion.

“Ah, that’s quite dangerous! What the heck, what would you do if I died?” Allen smirked. “That wouldn’t have been funny!”

“This bastard! Young master Bleeze, I’m going to –hm?” Duxuel was about to charge at Allen again when he paused halfway through his statement. Bleeze, on the other hand instantly understood why.

It was because the winged woman, Feriat of the Peri Clan suddenly stood behind the two of them.

“I’m going too,” She muttered.

“Is that okay? What about your wounds?” Bleeze showed a concerned expression.

“I am fine,”

“Okay,” Duxuel nodded and they returned their attention towards Allen. “Let’s go!!”

Duxuel and Bleeze both kicked off the ground simultaneously and charged towards Allen. At the same time, Allen raised Rebellion, seemingly sliding it to his side. Despite the ground being hardtop move due to the fissures, craters, and boulders from their battles which were hard to freely move around, he did not appear to be hindered in his movements in any way.

“No way——!”

Just then, Bleeze’s face along with Duxuel’s showed signs of nervousness for the first time. Allen’s seemingly weightless movements——suddenly changed.

“Eight figures————!”

In front of the two, who opened their eyes wide in shock, appeared eight Allen.

Allen forcefully pedaled off the ground. As he ripped through the air, he continued to sprint on over. Due to his high-speed shifts in movement, afterimages were created. This absurdity was accomplished by the one acclaimed as one of his greatest Custom skill —— [ Phantom ].

Bleeze and Duxuel held their swords as such and traced Allen’s movements with their eyes. Although it was quite impressive that they were able to capture the movements of the eight figures, they were obviously already approaching their limits.

The eight Allens appeared to be colliding together as they all charged towards the two.

“Damn it!!” Bleeze cried out in anger as he swung down his sword, in attempt to block Allen’s charge. However, at this very moment———!

“Gyaaaahhhh!!!” A scream resounded through the place, catching Bleeze’s attention. This voice… Old Demon Duxuel…?!

Bleeze’s focus was disturbed. Thus, before he could react, Allen’s image in front of him blurred. And before he knew it, his right arm holding the sword was severed, accompanied by the spurt of blood creating a red blood parabola in the air.

“Gyaaaaahhhh!!!” Bleeze let out a piercing cry and fell down on the ground. Grabbing the severed part of the arm as if trying to stop the blood, he rolled like a kid.

While doing so, Bleeze turned his head and saw something that terrified him all the more.

There, the winged woman was holding Duxuel’s severed head and the dark blue demon blood made a sizzling sound on the sandy ground.

“You!! You! What the heck are you doing, Feriat!!?” Bleeze roared in anger!

But the winged woman only turned her head towards Bleeze and smiled coldly. “Aah, pitiful, so pitiful… it’s so fun playing with you Bleeze. I had so much fun for the first time in a while…”

“What –?!” Bleeze doubted his ears. What is this…? Why is Allen’s voice coming from Feriat…?

However, his question was answered quickly.

The winged woman’s appearance slowly blurred and then, under the shocked expression of Bleeze, Allen’s devilish figure appeared from where the winged woman’s position originally was.

“… What!? What the hell is going on…!!?”

“You still don’t understand? Poor you, nephew.” Allen’s lips curled upward.

“Where is Feriat! Where!!?”

Allen walked towards Bleeze, causing the latter to crawl away in fear.

“If you’re asking about that girl…” Allen turned his head and the other Allen; his clone appeared dragging a woman who was being bounded by dark tentacles.

The winged woman’s arms were cut off and there was a large ugly burn mark on her chest as well as her left leg was mangled in a pitiful state.

“Feriat!!” Bleeze cried in astonishment.