NABC Chapter 706: Chapter 706 - The Demons would Fall!
Chapter 706: Chapter 706 - The Demons would Fall!
Chapter 706: Chapter 706 - The Demons would Fall!
Dozens of Skeleton Warriors rose from the ground and fell from the sky, charging at Duke Focalor with massive axes and greatswords. Despite their relentless assault, Focalor easily deflected each blow with calculated precision.
"What are you aiming for, wasting resources on these weak skeletons?" Focalor said casually.
Galactron responded with a faint smirk, his messy hair falling over one of his eyes. He appeared entirely unaffected by the demon's provocation.
A colossal skeletal giant wielding a greathammer swung down with devastating force, but Focalor blocked the strike with little effort. Above, a skeletal dragon loomed, spewing a torrent of flame toward him. Focalor darted to the side, narrowly evading the attack, only to be met with a relentless barrage of arrows striking him from another direction. He raised his arm to block the projectiles but was forced onto the defensive.
Snarling, Focalor suddenly surged toward Galactron.
"Enough with your toys, kid!" he growled. But just as he was about to reach him, a pickaxe slammed into Focalor's side, sending him skidding off course.
Broken had struck from the flank with perfect timing.
"Damn you!" Focalor roared, pivoting midair to lunge at Broken. Yet before he could close the distance, a massive ice sword hurtled toward him, forcing him to veer away.
"Don't toy with me!" Focalor growled, shattering the ice sword with a single swipe.
But the barrage of arrows continued, peppering his body with precision strikes.
Another fiery breath from the skeletal dragon rained down on him from above, and as Focalor tried to recover, Broken darted in again, landing strike after strike.
"You piece of trash, Focalor. Level 400, and you can't even kill a kid necromancer with half your level? Hah!" Galactron sneered.
"Maybe you should check if your brain forgot to level up too!" he spat, hovering low before retreating a few steps back through the air.
Broken and Frostedge turned to the boy, stunned. What the hell?! When fighting them earlier, Galactron hadn't made any provocations like this. But against this Named Demon, he was acting completely different. Why?
Focalor gritted his teeth, attempting to focus on Broken, only to be frozen in place by an ice shield conjured to lock him down.
He turned with a snarl, trying to lunge at Frostedge, but the ground beneath him erupted. Five massive vines burst forth, coiling around him and pulling him back.
"Damn it!" Focalor roared in frustration, summoning a surge of dark energy to shatter the vines in a single, explosive move.@@@@
The resistance they were mounting was far beyond what anyone would have expected, especially after witnessing how effortlessly Focalor had overpowered Broken and the others earlier.
monstrous creature with a gaping maw.
"Abyss Devourer!" Goldrich declared as the beast unleashed a cannon-like blast of energy straight at Duke Alloces, the beam tearing through him.
Marquis Orias.
The Angel Demon had not only lost its angelic status but now its ability to fly as well. Surrounded and relentlessly pressured by close-range physical attackers, it could no longer summon its spectral minions to aid in the fight.
Charmelyn flickered in and out of sight, attacking from different directions with unrelenting speed and precision. Each strike was impossible for the demon to counter or block.
Meanwhile, Kingsley, in his massive bear form, continued to pound the demon with
devastating blows, each hit driving it further into submission.
On the sidelines, SpeedGang stood calmly, casting shields to protect the other two, ensuring
they could continue their assault without interruption.
"What a boring battle," SpeedGang said.
"They could win this.
Yes, they could absolutely win this!
The signs of a monumental victory were evident in the battlefield's intensity. The four Named
Demons were on the brink of defeat, each of them cornered and struggling under the
relentless assaults of the defender and their allies.
All they needed was to focus-to finish off the four Named Demons. Once they were
vanquished, the full force of the battlefield could unite to bring down Focalor himself.
The tide was turning. Everyone on the battlefield could feel it-the faint sense of triumph
growing stronger with every moment.
The victory they sought was within reach. Just a little more, and the demons would fall!