"This person isn't any weaker than me!"
I casually uttered the most vicious curse I could as I took a deep breath and gathered my magic sword. However, I didn't let my attention wander at all. I couldn't afford to be distracted in the slightest against my opponent.
"Haha, Brother. Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day? One year? Ten years? One hundred years? The dimensional laws of the mortal plane? There's no reason to fight? Today, all those random reasons won't be able to stop us anymore. Today, there's nothing that can stop me. Let's have a proper fight to the death. "
Cavendish was laughing maniacally as his limbs visibly thickened. Magical spikes popped out of his back, and all sorts of magical runes lit up on his arms and legs.
His muscles were trembling and expanding, causing the alluring beauty to instantly lose her original form.
Perhaps Ilmisya's physical body would be quite tempting, but it definitely wouldn't be suitable for direct combat. Demons and devils were all experts at modifying their own physical bodies. I didn't know if the transformation before me was Ilmisya's combat form or if Cavendish was doing this on his own, but judging from his outer appearance, it was quite frightening that he could instantly grow more than four meters in size.
He had a single wing, a long tail, sharp claws, and thick scales. This was the standard demon form.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't you know that evil bosses who transform usually die very quickly? Also, you only call me big brother when you want to kill me? "
Although I was saying such nonsense, I was still on guard against any changes in Ilmisya.
In combat, the larger the size, the greater the strength. This would be an obvious advantage. It might seem cool to have a small body with great strength, but that was usually just an illusion caused by the huge difference in strength between the two sides. Only bulging muscles and a sturdy body would have greater explosive power. Speed and strength were often twins, but …
"You're too weak!"
I gathered a glorious Holy Light sword in my hand and viciously slashed down. Not only was there a sword light that could sweep away everything, there was also a pillar of light that was as fierce as a dragon's breath.
Yep, he was too weak. I had already fought against Sophocles before, so I could easily crush a Demon Lord of his level.
* Clang! *
The sword light was blocked by the increasingly pitch-black Demon Sword. Cavendish revealed a smile, but in the next instant, the smile disappeared.
Ilmisya's pitch-black magic sword was instantly reduced to dust by the sudden explosion of Dawn's holy sword. Ilmisya's existence was currently vanishing. Her magic sword was also rapidly weakening, and she no longer had the confidence to directly clash against Dawn's holy sword.
No matter how strong a warrior was, there would always be a moment of confusion and weakness the moment they lost their weapons. How could I possibly miss such a good opportunity?
"Cavendish! Have a good sleep! "
The holy sword in his left arm flashed, but the true killing blow was in his right hand. Four balls of light intertwined in his palm. The silver ball was Law, the gold ball was Holy Light, the black ball was Death, and the white ball was Ice.
Golden light wrapped around his index finger, black light on his middle finger, white light on his ring finger, and silver light on his little finger. With a flick of his fingers, four-colored mageweaths were drawn in the air. In the blink of an eye, all thirty-seven mageweaths had been drawn. Then, they turned into a palm blade and cut into Cavendish's abdomen.
"Seal of Four Elements!"
Was he trying to act cool by holding back his ultimate attack? Only an idiot would do such a thing. The ultimate attack that would decide the victor should have been used from the very beginning!
"Success!"
I could sense that my arm had already touched Ilmisya's soul. The spell model that I had prepared beforehand had been activated, and the Seal of Four Elements was now a success!
The demon fetus in Cavendish's abdomen was his true body. The elemental powers surrounding it were already intertwining. The ultimate sealing spell was currently restraining Ilmisya's struggling soul.
However, the next instant, Cavendish's smile caused me to feel a chill down my spine as I saw it.
My instincts for danger caused me to unhesitatingly pull out my hand blade and retreat.
* Boom! *
As expected, the next instant, a pitch-black scythe sliced down, slicing apart the entire area. The wind blades caused by the scythe cut my face. If it wasn't for the fact that I retreated in time, I probably would have been turned into minced meat.
"How can he still attack when his soul is sealed …?"
I didn't even need to think about it. My physical body, which was becoming more and more "Cavendish", explained everything.
"Oh my, poor Ilmisya. She's so unlucky. I'm going to take good care of her after I undo the seal."
As expected, I had just sealed Ilmisya's soul. The reason why she was in that position was doubtlessly because Cavendish had changed the structure of his physical body and switched places with her, using her as a meat shield.
I clenched my hand and stored the Devil Lord's black statue in my dimensional storage bag. I now had one less spellcasting material to use, and also used up a lot of mana.
For some reason, I felt rather displeased as I looked at Cavendish's calm expression.
"Cavendish! You're using your own woman as a meat shield? How far have you fallen!? "
Previously, no matter how much I interrogated her, she insisted on not telling me where Cavendish was. Although we were on different sides, I was still rather moved by her feelings for me.
"Fallen? Your own woman? What if I told you that we're simply superior and subordinate, that I've never touched her before, and that even my demon fetus was forcefully transplanted into her using a special method, would you believe me? What if I told you that she was the one who suggested changing my soul's coordinates? Would you believe me? "
Would I believe you? You're someone who's been harming noble ladies since the age of 12. You think you should be a vegetarian? You relied on your personal charisma to conquer the famous Charm King? Like hell I'd believe you!
"Pfft, your soul is almost burning up. Is this the FFF group's flames that you were talking about?"
Cavendish chuckled and didn't explain further. Even though this sounded ridiculous, I instinctively knew that it was true. However, I found it even more difficult to understand.
Sophocles and Ilmisya were clearly evil and chaotic Chaos Demon Lords, as well as the reincarnation of the former Elven Emperor. They were incredibly wise and noble. Just how capable was this little bastard Cavendish to make them sacrifice themselves for him?
"That's because I can give them hope."
Cavendish seemed to see through my thoughts as he proudly said such a thing.
I took a deep breath. The powerful feeling of emptiness from casting a forbidden spell earlier was gradually being replenished by my mana. It would take around three to five minutes before I could cast another Elemental Seal. Cavendish was currently trying to gain more control over this physical body. Since both of us needed more time, I might as well stall for time.
"Hope? It's destruction, right? Do you know what will happen in the outside world? Do you know what opening the Dimensional Door represents? Your wooden brain probably hasn't even thought about it before! "
"Yes, I just want to leave this boring world and have some fun. As for what will happen to this world, that's none of my business. What's the point of thinking about all this?"
I had originally thought that Cavendish would try to defend himself, but he directly nodded and admitted to it. His overly calm attitude made me even angrier.
Such a person, such a person, actually had people following him? There were actually people giving him their trust and everything? How foolish, how selfish …
"I didn't think about it that much, but they indeed considered it. Yep, they repeatedly considered it. "
Cavendish 'next words seemed to contain some sincerity, which was rare for him, as if he had been holding it in for a long time.
"They probably felt that rather than continuously fighting against each other in the eternal Holy War, it would be better to open up the dimensional walls and allow the entire mortal plane to evolve or be destroyed."
"That's not necessary!"
I became even angrier. What was this supposed to mean? Dawn was clearly right before us. The Goddesses of Order and Chaos were clearly unable to awaken. As magical engineering technology improved and wars decreased, the future would only get better and better. Yet you bastards actually wanted to gamble the entire mortal plane's fate at such a time? How selfish and willful is this? It's completely incomprehensible …
"It's necessary."
Cavendish's tone was quite calm, abnormally calm. It was as if he was stating common knowledge such as "rain will fall" or "fish can swim."
"Do you have a place for demons and devils in your blueprint for a beautiful future? Do you have a place for Chaos Evil Gods? Do you have a place for Chaos Lords? "
Do you have a place for Chaos Lords? Of course I …
I fell silent. How could I possibly consider the demons' position? This was impossible from the very start. Weren't those evil Chaos Devils that loved to kill and slaughter constantly fighting in the Chaos Abyss for the past millennia?
Have the demons do construction? Coexist peacefully with other species? What a joke. This was fundamentally impossible. I didn't know much about the immemorial demons, but the current residents of the lower planes were natural-born slaughterers and devourers. Only by killing and devouring would they evolve. Fighting and killing were their lifelines.
Souls were their food. Was it even possible to make vicious beasts become vegetarians?
"Besides, can you guarantee that after the Holy War ends and the ruler of the mortal plane becomes powerful enough, they won't try to conquer all the other planes and eradicate the evil Chaos Abyss from the lower planes?"
I … couldn't. Lies would be meaningless. If the mortal plane truly became powerful enough, it would definitely be able to completely eradicate the Chaos Abyss.
Magical engineering technology's advancement would definitely decrease the difference in talent between species. The greatest beneficiaries would obviously be humans, who had their own culture and social structure. The greatest victims would probably be the demons, who relied on their natural talents to survive.
Perhaps it would be a better choice for the demons, who believed in evolution, to face the unknown outside the dimensional wall?
The tall Abyss Prince was almost done with his final transformation. He shrugged with an expression of indifference.
"See, you've forgotten about us from the very start."
"They chose me. Perhaps even evil people need their own savior."
"Myself? It's fine as long as I'm having fun. But, Brother … "
Cavendish revealed a proud smile as he glanced at the demon corpses. What sort of abnormal pride was that?
"… There's no reason for me to lose."
I fell silent as four-colored energy waves reignited in my palm. The next instant, everything was reignited as we continued fighting.
"Right, right, right! Roland, that's exactly what I want! We're the only ones who've learned in the past three hundred years. In this world, what can powerless words change? Only the strongest after fighting is the true existence! "
"Shut up, idiot!"
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