《Devour》Chapter 19: Everyone Losses
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"I will kill this bitch if you try anything stupid," said the Blood Moon Cult member to Mr. De Vil but ignores and he focuses his magic on his index finger while pointing it to the cult member.
"You dare disrespect, my Queen!" Mr. De Vil coldly said and released the energy coming from the tip of his index finger.
Shooting a single energy beam, the cult member falls with a small hole in his head, and his partner panic as she takes a soul knife called "Blood Sacrifice." She attempts to stab Mrs. De Vil with the knife, but she broke the chain slashing the cult member's arm.
Screaming in agony, she commands every member to give their life to the Dark One as she picks the knife on the floor, "FUCK YOU! FOR THE DARK ONE."
Blood Sacrifice: This item will suck the victim's blood and explode as soon as it drains every drop of blood in the body. An explosion with a radius reaching five to ten meters depending on the blood the knife absorbed.
Blood comes out from her seven orifices in the eye sockets, nose, ears, and mouth to the knife, and the cult member explodes with a twelve-meter radius alongside Mrs. De Vil.
When Jio's group and the Hell School staff saw this, they can't help but grief since she's the one who kills and destroy the earth golem with Ms. Remy and eliminated most of the cult members saving countless civilians.
Jio and Mr. De Vil smile like they know what exactly happened to her. Mrs. De Vil has the rarest thing on this planet, called "Soul Familiar," which is the remaining magic power of a higher being that feeds on Soul-Spirit when it's still alive. Her familiar is Fenrir, also known in legend as the "Big Dad Wolf Dog," hated and feared by the Spirit Gods and chained him for millions of years.
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Millions of years chained and alone in the dark since it devoured everything around him. Fenrir can not eat the chains that the Spirit Gods made, and when hunger strike and his primal instinct kicks in, he was blessed with knowledge known as the "Death's Mark."
Mrs. De Vil can nullify magic or any type of energy. 10% magic resistance normal mode, 70% magic resistance Beast mode, and 100% during the berserk mode. Because of this, an explosion like that doesn't affect her.
Everyone saw Mrs. De Vil standing in the middle of the crater as the dust cleared the area, making everyone happy. Mr. De Vil walks towards her, and every step he takes causes one clone to walk out of him and walk in different directions to help those who survive.
"Oh, Pa... So many people die.." Mrs. De Vil hides her face on her husband's chest, sad, and doesn't want to look at the aftermath.
"I know... All we can do right now is helps as much as we can," Mr. De Vil let out as he raises his right arm, ready to shoot the Blood Moon Cult with a light energy beam.
Few cult members immediately try to escape as soon as they saw their boss uses the blood sacrifice while the rest takes the knife out, stabbing themselves in the chest.
The cult members explode on the spot causing more casualties in the colosseum, and the few members who tried escaping found themselves getting hit in the head or the heart with an energy beam, instantly killing them on the spot. The energy beam is none other than Mr. De Vil's magic.
"Laser Finger!" Mr. De Vil loudly let out and said, "It's a bad name... Damn it! It happens all the time..."
"Yea... You suck," Mrs. De Vil let as she keeps her head in her husband's chest.
To be continued:
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