Haven’t the people under my command seen me use the Abyss yet? No problem, after this battle ends, the survivors will be honored to receive the Abyss personally bestowed by me.
Jula walked to the side of the giant bonfire, about to sit down to rest and recover his strength.
What’s Sister Onora doing, now is a good time to act, Chrono, who is hiding, is anxious, but he hasn’t received Onora’s order to act.
He involuntarily glanced at the rooftop where the other party was hiding.
But it was already empty.
"Huh?"
The wind’s direction was disturbed at this moment.
In an instant, Onora, transforming into a black shadow, dashed behind Jula, her right hand gathered into a claw, reaching for his heart, the pitch-black Abyss writhing between her sharp fingertips.
This ominous presence added an extra sense of terror to the attack, the speed of which was too quick for Jula to react.
"!"
But Jula reacted!
He suddenly dodged sideways, a step too slow, Onora’s claw leaving a bloody void by his armpit, and the flesh taken away was instantly stained black.
"Onora! So it is you!"
Despite the gaping wound, Jula’s reaction was unaffected, immediately springing up from the ground, fingers forming a hand knife slashing toward Onora, his injuries recovering in an instant as he turned around.
If that hand knife hit, Onora would definitely be split in half on the spot, but since the consequences were so severe, it was essentially impossible to land a hit.
In a flourish, Onora flung a Luminous Stone Swift Magic Gravel that pierced through Jula’s throat precisely, the fatal wound for a human slowed Jula’s movements momentarily, which allowed her to retreat quickly and escape unscathed.
The magic wand embedded in her arm gently retracted, leaving only the tip exposed, yet it still allowed her to cast magic anytime and anywhere.
Both the Luminous Stone Swift Magic Gravel and the magic wand were delivered back by Demon Clan spies, besides these, she also learned a myriad of Sain Dungeon’s magic and combat skills.
The magic book pages produced by Sain Dungeon were indeed miraculous items, even demons could learn magic from them, whether they could be used was another matter, at the very least, they truly learned it.
Onora wiggled her fingers, and Chrono led the ambushing troops to overrun the rebel army soldiers they had been targeting, immediately there were rebel army soldiers whose necks were slit, their bodies turning to ash and slowly flowing toward the bonfire as they collapsed to the ground.
Because of the bonfire, they couldn’t be completely killed, but there was still some time before these soldiers would revive, which was enough.
"Get her! Kill this disgusting woman!"
Jula pulled out the Luminous Stone Swift Magic Gravel, his strong hands crushing it entirely, then initiated a transformation, his height soaring to over three meters, muscles swelling to near explosion, his soldiers similarly transformed into bizarre forms.
Chrono’s side didn’t back down, the soldiers also triggered their transformations, but as the second-in-command, he chose to conceal his edge, not showing any sign of transformation.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Their heavy steps on the ground sounded like battle drums resounding, Jula charged forward like a tank, his massive shadow enough to envelop Onora entirely.
The battle erupted instantly.
Soldiers on both sides clashed together, the scene resembling a gathering of Hulks engaging in a brawl, the ground trembling with a roaring sound.
"I’ll help!"
"Get out of the way!"
Chrono had just stepped in front of Jula only to be driven away by Onora.
"What, afraid your hound will be kicked to death by me?" Jula sneered, muscles in his arms tensing as he punched recklessly downward.
"Boom——"
Though the blow didn’t hit Onora, it left sprawling cracks in the ground, several buildings collapsing amidst the expanding fractures.
Jula, like a berserk Berserker, went on a rampage, creating a much exaggerated scene capable enough to be rated with the "explosive street pit" in debate.
The only purpose of doing this was to prevent Onora from getting close.
This maneuver stirred up thick clouds of dust around him, obscuring any view from a distance.
"Does our current struggle truly have any meaning, you know we won’t die here!" he shouted loudly, the soundwaves shattering a distant house.
"How will we know unless we try?"
Onora’s voice fleetingly moved, just from afar a moment ago, yet like a death knell appeared right beside Jula’s ear in the next second.
"!"
Jula, startled to his core, hurriedly swung his arm to knock her away, baffled as to how Onora appeared behind him.
They were almost equally matched in strength, usually fighting to a draw with victories and losses shared.
The punch hit Onora, the sensation traveling through his hand made Jula rejoice internally, about to exert force.
However, Onora’s body abruptly transformed into a liquid state, surreptitiously coiling around his arm.
"What!?"
He exclaimed in shock, but the next moment his eyes widened.
For in an instant of contact, Onora had sliced off his entire chest and jaw.
His organs were glaringly exposed to the air, stained by filthy dust, how did she do this!?
His super-speed regeneration ability was about to activate, yet Onora outpaced him, stuffing a massive Abyss into it, swiftly churning the viscera to pulp.
"Ah!"
Jula’s anguished roar swept away the dust, allowing others to finally see the battle clearly between the two.
"You, you!"
He couldn’t utter more words, continuously pointing at Onora, who stood not far away with a faint smile, saying:
"Come and try it, that feeling when your brain turns into a mess, I’m really looking forward to seeing your expression."
"Ugh, arghhhh——"
Jula held his throat, screaming miserably, his subordinates around him all slaughtered; Chrono watched with keen interest alongside the soldiers, although unclear how Onora managed it, appreciating the enemy’s complete defeat seemed more important now.
"Ahhh, ah...hahaha."
Then suddenly Jula began to laugh.
"Hmm?" Onora sensed something, raising her head to look in the opposite direction of Jula, the enemy’s voice emerged from behind.
"So this was your plan, using the Abyss to drive me mad? Quite the good idea indeed."
Jula’s voice became full of energy, devoid of the pain and wailing from before, instead suggesting a wise insight that pierced through the fog.
Chrono’s face changed dramatically, also finally realizing something was amiss.
"If I didn’t know you, perhaps I would’ve truly fallen for it, but unfortunately over the years, we’ve come to completely understand your character."
"Damn it..." Onora whispered.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of a flame breaking through the air came from afar.
In everyone’s line of sight, opposite of Fran Fort, a spark arrow shot into the sky.
Then, with a boom, it exploded.
The beautiful fireworks dissipated, replaced by Jula’s large portrait.
This was proof they had occupied a safe zone!
"Hahahahaha!"
Beside Onora, Jula laughed heartily, continually swelling until finally turning into a flesh bomb and exploding on the spot, in an instant blood mist and shredded flesh scattered everywhere.
The damage was minimal, the humiliation immense.
So it was only a puppet molded from Jula’s own flesh in this place.
"Whoosh——"
From the Teleportation Gate, suddenly surged a large number of Demon Rebel Army soldiers.
They had been on standby here for a while.