Lucius's figure flashed continuously in the air, relying on the acceleration of time magic, his speed had even surpassed other mages who specialized in speed.
With another flash, Drake had chased up, appearing behind Lucius.
A whip kick swept over, and even though Lucius had bent his arm to defend in time, his forearm had still been kicked off, and his entire person had flown out.
Relying on a time sphere to block Drake for a breath, he had only then successfully pulled away.
Lucius was now extremely sure of his guess, Drake was indeed an abnormality in this world.
That kind of abnormality was different from Asta's, it was a pure and incomprehensible strength. Lucius really couldn't imagine how someone could obtain such a powerful force. There shouldn't be that kind of method in this world!
What was most important was that his plan had been disrupted into a mess, and he had to face an opponent of this level before he had even obtained the most important heart of Lucifero.
It was all because his ability to foresee had been ruined by Asta's anti-magic power in this world, otherwise how could this kind of thing have happened.
Although the development of the situation had gotten out of control, Lucius hadn't been affected by this, and was still maintaining the mentality of a qualified strong person.
Clasping his hands together, Lucius directly created a huge time sphere, binding Drake, who had approached again, inside.
Drake released magic power to block the impact of the time magic power, but at this time, Lucius had already leaned over, pressing a palm onto Drake's chest.
The soul magic was blocked by the magic power armor that was covering Drake's chest, the Dragon Flame Battle Gear's defense was all-encompassing, and it could even block soul magic.
And Drake had also seized this opportunity, sending a backhand punch, and the scorching flames had burned through Lucius's shoulder and the magic power wings behind him.
This punch had originally been aimed at his heart, but Lucius was, after all, a mage who possessed the ability to foresee, and had still dodged the vital point.
Just as Drake was about to follow up with a finishing blow, a huge pressure had suddenly landed, directly smashing Drake down.
Lucius frowned, what had hit Drake just now wasn't his magic.
There were only six people in this underground space, and among them, Yami and Vangeance had already been bound.
And Morris and Nacht had gone to the side to fight in order to avoid being caught up in the aftermath of Lucius and Drake's battle.
So the one who had launched a sneak attack on Drake... was another intruder.
Drake stretched out his hands, directly tearing apart that invisible pressure on his body, and then looked at the person who had appeared.
To be precise, that wasn't a human, the black body and irregular wings, the sharp horns on his head, and the crack-like black patterns on his face all showed that this was a devil from the underworld.
"High-ranking devil, Baal, who controls atmospheric magic!"
Lucius said the devil's identity in one breath, that was precisely the high-ranking devil who represented the Tree of Qliphoth, who controlled one of the layers of the underworld.
Lucius hadn't canceled the acceleration of the Tree of Qliphoth descent ritual during the battle, and now several gates to the underworld had already been opened, and even a high-ranking devil like Baal had come out.
What had hit Drake just now was precisely his atmospheric magic.
Baal grinned, revealing sharp teeth, saying, "How interesting, to be able to meet such interesting humans as soon as I've come to the present world.
Humans like you, who are so powerful, must sound even more beautiful when you scream!"
Asta's mother Richta had once said to Liebe that you couldn't judge someone to be bad just because they were a devil.
Liebe had indeed proven this sentence, but he was a unique exception among devils.
What Liebe had said, "Devils are the worst scum," was the truth.
What was mixed with the powerful magic power on Baal's body was clearly a malice that made people feel instinctively uncomfortable.
So Drake had charged up while Baal was still spouting nonsense like he was crazy.
"This punch is for your sneak attack!"
Drake's punch had directly blown apart half of Baal's face, and then a large hole had also been blasted in his chest.
"This punch is for obstructing my battle! And this punch is because you're disgusting me, you bastard!"
Looking at Drake's arm, which seemed to have become thicker by a bit, Baal only felt that a large blood-red character had appeared on his head. Blood was flowing down along the strokes, as if it would drip onto his head soon.
What had been awakened besides the emotion called fear, which he had long forgotten, was also the instinct to survive that had been engraved deep in his soul.
"Aaaaaah...!"
Baal howled, and terrifying magic power surged out in reverse.
A series of slashes that were enough to split mountains had landed on Drake's body, blasting Drake away. And Baal didn't know how many times he had released this kind of attack in an instant, and the attacks that had been sent in all directions had lifted the already crumbling castle.
It could be said that this kind of attack didn't have any technical content, it was simply releasing the most basic magic with powerful magic power.
After forcing Drake back, Baal clutched the wound on his chest, panting.
"Impossible impossible impossible! How could human magic injure me!"
Arrogance seemed to be a sin that devils had in common, and humans were just toys to them, and in his understanding, it was impossible for them to injure him.
Drake couldn't help but question whether or not there was information flow in the underworld.
But thinking about how the race of devils itself didn't have the concept of comrades, even if a devil who had possessed a human had seen the power of humans, they wouldn't notify other devils to be careful, right!
Baal's eyes, which were covered in black threads, stared fixedly at Drake, and he reached out his hand, aiming it at Drake.
Drake only felt a powerful force wrap around his entire body, and even breathing had become difficult.
Baal's magic was atmospheric magic, which could freely manipulate air pressure. The previous attacks had been slashes that had been formed with high-intensity air pressure.
And atmospheric magic of course had other uses, for example, suddenly increasing the air pressure around an opponent to an unbearable level, which would not only cause great damage to the bones, but could also directly attack the soft internal organs.
Baal also felt dissatisfied that he hadn't directly crushed this human, who had dared to injure him, but the smile on his face had become even more cruel.
"Scream quickly! Let me enjoy myself! No... let's hold on a bit longer, let me enjoy it for a longer time!"
Drake snorted coldly, and flames spiraled, coiling around his body.
Baal's expression changed, even the flames should have been extinguished under that kind of pressure, and he didn't know why he suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Drake's limbs, which should have been suppressed, had stretched out. And the flames had also erupted along with it.
Before Baal could react, Drake, who had turned into a fire meteor, had already crashed over head-on.
"Fire Dragon's Sword Horn!"
Baal had flown backwards, but his body had stopped eerily. Then a transparent sphere had wrapped him inside.
Lucius had appeared behind him, his palm directly piercing through Baal's chest, pulling out his heart.
Baal, whose body had begun to collapse, had his pupils shrink into a line, saying, "This is that lord's power, how could a mere human...!"
That heart, which was covered in black blood vessels, had actually begun to emit a white light in Lucius's palm, and black smoke had peeled off from it, actually turning into a jade-like texture.
Lucius said with a smile, "This is the ability to purify even the power of devils, when it comes to magic, humans are even more excellent!"
Drake had watched this scene without saying anything, even though Lucius's magic power had become stronger after putting away that heart, which was no longer recognizable at all.
"The troublemaker has disappeared, let's continue!"
When he had said these words, it felt like Lucius's confidence had been strengthened quite a bit.
Just at this time, a huge voice had transmitted over.
"Captain Yami, we've come to rescue you!"
A huge fist composed of rocks had smashed open the ruins above, and the giant that the Black Bulls' base had transformed into had broken in. And the one standing on the bull's head was precisely Asta.
After defeating the Dark Triad, and then successively slaying several devils who had come to the present world through the Gate of the Underworld, and after teaming up with Nacht to defeat Morris, who had been strengthened by Lucius, Asta had finally rushed to the final battlefield.
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