Ma'vos, Za'vos, Ra'vos, three brothers from the Infernal pride lands..
Now reduced to mere servants, it would be a lie to say they weren't bitter about their situation..
But years of servitude had already silenced that bitterness, drilled into them obeisance and humility…
But the moment the time to vent arrived, they took it with gusto…
They didn't disdain the three kids, they didn't bother with flashy villainous catchphrases, they went all out, immediately…
{DOMAIN}…
The boys tensed, muscles ready, skills burning,
{GARDEN OF PRIDE!!!!!} all three brothers said in uinison, their domain unexpectedly similar to the last demon Leon had vanquished not long ago…
But now layered atop each other, increasing its potency exponentially..
But the boys didn't care, the domains were the same, that's all that mattered..
They didn't know how, but they didn't bother questioning the logic…
Leon had told them all about his experience when he was explaining his reason for being late, of course he conveniently cropped the unconscious part, so they knew just what this domain entailed…
And so, their wariness vanished immediately…
Raiden because he was quite literally immune, but even without that, his pride wasn't something mere demons could bend…
Leon even less so..
As for Damien? The stoic youth merely grunted and the effect vanished…
The three demons, ready to mock and showcase their superiority to the little cubs, found their voices silenced when they looked at the three boys standing nonchalantly..
"Hoooooo~~ well I guess this is just our luck, now let's end this shall we?" Raiden spoke up…
His 7ft5 frame drawing his blade backwards, gripping it with both hands..
Leon's grip tightened around his spear's shaft, his aura blazing a dazzling gold…
Damien's wild crimson hair fluttered with the wind as he brandished his gauntleted claws..
{Unnamed Sword Arts: Fifth Form-ABSOLUTE THRUST}
Raiden's voice echoed like judgement…
{Pride Arts: First Form-heaven piercer}
Leon's voice was cold, final…
{Beast Arts: King's Verdict-BEGONE!}
Damien intoned, his voice a declaration..
And so the boys surged, their momentum unbroken as they blazed through the mountain, arriving nigh instantaneously before their opponents, the demons, still reeling from the shock at the ineffectiveness of their proud combined domain, faltered, and what a foolish thing to do before unreasonable monsters….
Booooooomm!!!!
Their attacks struck, dead on, point blank..
The combined force of such a move erasing half the mountain instantly…
And just like that, three peak tier 4, common bloodline wielding pariahs, were erased…
A battle that stretched, promised a long drawn out struggle of blood and gore, ended in an instant…
Cassius from the distance watched in stunned silence, disbelieving his own eyes cast his brain stuttered, those were peak tier 4 demons, and yet…
Their resistance was even more pitiful than the previous early tier 4 demons, at least those had put up resistance..
The anti-climatic end confused the boys just as much as anyone, all that, just to be erased within a single move?
Were demons exaggerated?
The thought passed through uninvited..
Or did they regress in strength as their bloodlines progressed?
They were truly confused, all that hype, all that showing off, and they lasted even less than those that were supposedly far below them in power?
Leon blinked several times, he'd been beaten black and blue by a demon many times weaker, and yet this?
A bad taste was left in their mouths, this wasn't the end they sought..
But the thoughts didn't last long as a ghastly figure appeared within the midst of the three boys..
It's presence silent as a whisper, one moment they were reeling, the next he was within their midst, and then..
Booom!!!
Booom!!!
Booom!!
Three collisions rang out as the three of them were sent launching like rockets from a canon..
They tore through quite a number of ancient trees before finally collapsing, their bodies bleeding all over…
They stumbled to their feet, eyes drifting towards what just slammed into them..
Right there, still in his immaculate black tux, Bal'Phor stood, monocled right eye gleaming with an almost approving light..
"I am impressed" he spoke lightly, ignoring the murderous gazes being thrown his way..
"To think this puny human word could still birth monsters like you, truly a fascinating find" he continued, body levitating slowly off the ground…
"I'll do the demon world a personal favor by nipping this threat in the bud" he concluded, body now suspended high above the ground, his aura unspooled outwards..
Black, edged with crimson as it engulfed the surrounding ruins, the entire misty mountain and beyond, fell under this black-red fog..
Then his voice came, calm, regal,
{Devil manifestation}
The darkness collapsed inward, writhing, twisting, and forming the shape of a goat headed being..
Over 50 meters tall, it sat in a lotus position, six arms in a meditative posture, while it's right arm, the very first, pointed upwards with its index and middle fingers joined together, it's left arm, opening into an open palm gesture, a pitch black halo, emitting wrongness loomed massively behind it, two eyes closed in utter stillness, a menacing slit on its forehead twitched every now and then…
Bal'Phor floated towards its head, taking a similar posture, meditative posture, his arms imitating the statues stance perfectly, and then an ominous pitch black third eye opened on his forehead..
The moment the eye opened, the statue's eyes snapped open with malevolence, a dark aura spreading outwards immediately…
Pressing onto the three boys, their knees buckling, the breath stolen from their lungs..
{Statue of the Deceiver!}..
Came Bal'Phor's voice, but this time it was layered, echoing everywhere from within the statues own being…
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