Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 422 Mission: 03-5 Full Firepower
Beyond the horizontal blade flash, a rain of azure swords rained down from the sky. Even more than that, at the moment the blade flashed and sheathed, Nero launched a space-shaking dimensional slash at the space behind Mr. Dante, enveloping him above, below, and in front of and behind him.

She made attacks of different speeds arrive in front of Mr. Dante at the same moment. Her goal was to make him exhausted and vulnerable.

For Mr. Dante, his feelings can be summed up in one word.

Like.

so similar.

These were all methods that he was very familiar with.

In this case, the method of dealing with it can also be recited according to the book.

Mr. Dante launched a spinning kick upwards, his body swirling in flames. The rising flames pierced the rainstorm, and his crimson flying sword tore apart those that had escaped his net. In this combo technique, which Virgil was so adept at, the sky was the only direction that could be directly attacked.

The next step should be -

Mr. Dante's silhouette blurred in the air, instantly dodging to the side. Sure enough, the next second, a second space ripped apart by the Yama Blade appeared where he had just been, its raging spatial force shredding everything within.

He didn't stop. After dodging sideways, he leaped up and somersaulted backwards, then accelerated like a meteorite, plummeting down. He managed to dodge all of Nero's Dimensional Slashes, one step ahead of him.

Just like he said himself - he is very familiar with this routine.

And as if knowing he would think so, Nero's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

"Well, have you figured this out?"

While Mr. Dante was focused on dodging the Dimension Slash, Nero had already silently vanished from her spot, following the ripped space to appear above Mr. Dante. The moment she completed her final Dimension Slash and reappeared, she used her cane sword Samael to conceal her presence and landed lightly behind Dante.

"what?!"

As Nero's presence and her voice appeared, Mr. Dante was instantly startled. By this time, the sword had pierced through his windbreaker and reached his back. Now was no time to hesitate.

The demonic sword "Dante" was the first to pierce Mr. Dante's chest, colliding with Nero's cane sword. A vast amount of magical power erupted from Dante's body, burning like flaming lava, and his body transformed into pitch-black basalt.

He was forced to activate his true demon form.

In a way, this could even be considered a surrender—or perhaps a cheating move. Logically, Nero should have no chance of defeating this ultimate form, which Dante judged to have surpassed the former Spartan.

...But who says Nero can't do it?
After eating the fruit of the Demonic World Tree and gaining the power of the Nephilim, isn't she now a completely different person?
The previous defeat to Mendes, who gathered the power of the multiverse, was inevitable, but now facing Dante, I can still give him a chance, right?
"So, warm-up is over?" she asked with a smile.

A moment after Samael's swords collided with the magic sword Dante, Nero also spread two pairs of black and golden wings behind him, bearing the magic storm that erupted when Dante transformed.

The clashing red and blue magic energies unleashed a raging storm that tore the earth apart, uprooting everything around them. Nero and Mr. Dante were both pushed back by the storm, and after regaining their footing, they stared at each other in bewilderment.

"Is this her...demon form?" Mr. Dante murmured.

Nero's long golden hair, previously considered by Dante to be a sign of weakness, had completely turned a gleaming silver. Her face, devoid of demonic features, was as handsome as a lapis lazuli sculpture. She held a massive scythe in her hand, her golden wings draped over her shoulders, wrapping around her chest like a feathered cape. A pair of jet-black bat wings at her waist formed a long skirt. Nero's demon form lacked the ugliness, terror, and majesty typical of demons; instead, she appeared handsome and holy.

"……interesting."

In the instantaneous collision of transformations, Nero was able to match his true demon form on equal terms. By this point, Nero had already earned some recognition from Mr. Dante. It seemed that she was indeed much stronger than that useless brat of his.

Now, it's time to test her true quality.

So, Mr. Dante extended his hand.

Endless magic, like a bottomless ocean, surged through his fingers, swirling and gathering into a ball. The flowing magic simulated a powerful gravitational force, tearing the earth apart and drawing all the broken things into it, causing the ball to expand and tremble, attempting to engulf the world.

But a cold light flashed in the center of the pitch-black sphere, and a thin, invisible crack pierced through the magical black hole created by Mr. Dante. The crack seemed to possess a stronger gravitational pull, drawing Dante's magic power toward the endless void outside. The black hole began to collapse inward, and Mr. Dante had no choice but to detonate it prematurely.

Then, azure magic power formed a vortex that shattered the crimson shockwave. Amidst the gust of wind whipped up by its wings, a voice sang:
"In you, Lord, I take refuge!"

In the dispersing smoke, a transparent figure with Nero's golden wings rose from behind her, wielding a scythe in a circular motion. The gleaming blade marks lingered in the air, like a birdcage or a spiderweb.

"...You even know this trick?"

This Nero really seemed quite favored. He could understand that, though. Mr. Dante took a deep breath and took his stance. Then, the dancing crimson phantom swords converged before him, spinning with him as he charged forward.

"Please listen to me and save me from this crisis..."

Nero was singing on the spot, and behind her, the dark blue clone flapped its golden wings and faced Mr. Dante head-on.

She then sang, "Be my rock, my fortress!"

The giant sickle slammed heavily to the ground, and a crescent-shaped arc of light split the mountains and cracked the earth, heading straight towards the spinning Mr. Dante, colliding with the phantom sword blocking his way.

However, it's not enough!

The red phantom swords shattered one after another, but Mr. Dante did not retreat at all. He took more flying swords and forcibly crashed through the crescent.

Immediately afterwards, he collided with Nero's clone.

The clone held the scythe horizontally, firmly blocking Dante. The spinning phantom sword bit at the scythe's hilt and the clone's transparent body.

So the next second, this dark blue clone disintegrated into countless sword lights and collided with the phantom sword group in front of Dante.

Nero's voice then came: "You are my rock and my fortress. Please guide me and lead me for the glory of your name!"

Mr. Dante slammed the ground with the remaining force, and the phantom sword shattered in the explosion, turning into magic and flames, engulfing his figure and sword light.

(End of this chapter)