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WTF?

At this time, Teen Titans had not yet been formed and Raven had not yet debuted, so no one else had ever seen her in this outfit before.

Barry was still a little nervous: "To be honest, the demon's appearance is cuter than I imagined. Oh, not that's a good thing, of course. What's that she's holding? The switch to open hell?"

It's just a soup spoon.

Raven looked blankly at Shen You—the only person she recognized in the room—and asked with her eyes what was going on.

"Um, you guys don't need to be nervous." Shen You gestured for his teammates to calm down. "We're all on the same side, how did you get here?"

Raven floated in front of him: "I don't know. I was in the kitchen just a moment ago, helping to make that... apple, tomato, and pork rib soup."

"Hiss~ That sounds so demonic, so evil!" Barry interjected.

The group of people all glanced at him.

"Oh, sorry, it was just a thought," he chuckled sheepishly. "You guys continue."

Seeing the great goddess actually chatting and trying to build a relationship with the person opposite her, the bishop couldn't help but blink twice. This time, it was his turn to be bewildered.

No, we are ready to fight to the death. Why is Your Highness trying to establish kinship with the other side?

As they were talking, a dark vortex suddenly appeared in the empty hall. Another powerful surge of magical energy swept up a hurricane, raising dust and revealing two dark and domineering demonic figures.

A black body, scarlet eyes, every step seemed to carry the invisible magical fluctuations of darkness. A strong wind pressure seemed to accompany the dark vortex, and the figure exerted extraordinary pressure with every move.

"It is indeed a fluctuation from our blood relatives. It seems you weren't lying this time, Belial."

"Ha, I told you long ago, Saraka, I have never lied. Today is the day our sister returns."

Shit! ?

The demon Belial, who was descending alongside his brother, froze on the spot when he caught sight of a strikingly handsome man of light in the hall whose pupils suddenly contracted.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Shen You chuckled and waved at it.

From the devil's expression, which seemed to have been insulted, he seemed to see a sentence.

Every encounter in this world is a reunion after a long separation.

All of this was arranged by Belial.

It kept claiming to have seen its father's offspring, patting its chest and guaranteeing it, but in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared, and it also squandered its already meager credibility in front of its brothers.

Therefore, it devised a plan and used the power of the blood cultists that its father had developed in this dimension to design this ritual.

Then drag that foul-mouthed Salaca along and let him see for himself whether Belial was lying!

At first, Saraka was very dismissive, and even kept grumbling until the ritual was planned.

"Give me a break, stop making excuses, you're just bad." Saraca mocked repeatedly, "You don't even know if those creatures of light are real or not."

"My father has conquered countless dimensions and has never seen anything as strange as you describe. Besides, even if such a strange creature truly existed, and possessed the power you speak of, would he be so bored as to sit wherever you go?"

Belial was so angry that his dark face turned red: "How dare you slander me! How should I know why? That guy's got no problem, he just kept chasing me to kill me!"

"Heh." Saraka sneered. "Fine. Then you'd better succeed this time and bring that blood relative you speak of before us. If I find out you're lying again..."

"Then I'll go back and drink the entire pool of lava in the Fiery Blood Pool!" Belial declared confidently.

So the two demon brothers crawled out of the door, shoulder to shoulder.

The moment Belial saw Raven, a twisted smile immediately appeared on his face.

Then, when his gaze swept backward and landed on a certain handsome Ultraman, his smile gradually froze.

The good news is that the third princess is indeed here.

The bad news is, the Warrior of Light is also there.

Belial almost roared inwardly.

No, are you really planning to bring me back to square one?

But then I thought about it again.

Wait a minute, I've already been killed so many times, so dying one more time won't make a difference, right?

On the contrary, it was this Saraca who spent all day mocking his record.

Upon realizing this, Belial's fear vanished, replaced by a gradually twisted smile.

So he simply stepped aside, gesturing to Saraca.

“Come on, it’s time to prove yourself,” Belial said. “You think you’re so capable? Well then, you do it. I want to see what you’re really made of. Please.”

Saraka: "?"

It looked at its brother, whose mind seemed a little fuzzy, with a strange expression.

No, who are you on the same team as?

Chapter 150 I’ll do it myself

Saraca rolled her eyes at Belial and said nothing more.

But he acted as if he didn't know this idiot.

The demon's gaze quickly fell upon the red and silver armor. It perfectly matched Belial's previous description, and Saraca indeed sensed an unusual fluctuation of light emanating from this body.

It was the energy fluctuations that these inhabitants of darkness were born to loathe; the mere presence of them in the same space was enough to give them an involuntary urge to tear each other to shreds.

Annoying light.

Although Saraca didn't think much of Belial, Belial was still a member of the Sannomiya lineage, just like Saraca. The fact that Belial was repeatedly defeated by this opponent, excluding the possibility that it harbored resentment towards its father and was deliberately sacrificing itself, suggests that the opponent was likely quite powerful.

In short, we must not be careless.

Saraca was the first to attack. It roared and swung its demonic claws, releasing a domineering ball of blood-red magic power. The energy sphere, churning with blood mist, hurtled straight toward Shen You.

Shen You neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his left palm. The Ultra Barrier transformed into a wall in front of him, and crimson waves surged from the barrier, sweeping up the tables, chairs, and ornaments in the church with overwhelming force, crushing them into dust in mid-air.

But the magic, the countless fragments, and the hurricane were all blocked on the other side by the barrier, unable to be shaken in the slightest.

Barry made a move to run away, but Shen You waved his hand to interrupt him: "It's okay, I'll handle it."

As he spoke, his feet moved, and lightning burst forth. The afterimage behind the mobile suit, wrapped in lightning, vanished into thin air, as if it had broken through the shackles of space and time in the instant of acceleration.

Saraca's pupils contracted, and when he caught that blurry image again, the other person was already right up against his face.

So fast

In an almost instinctive defensive reaction, crimson magic was released from the demon, like a buffer shield enveloping its entire body.

However, it was completely useless.

The protective energy layer was like tofu dregs in front of the opponent. The fist shadow, crackling with azure arcs of electricity, didn't falter at all, like an electromagnetic cannon that had been fired without restraint, blasting through the demon's defenses. The deafening roar was like thunder tearing through the sky. The magic barrier shattered like a fragile layer of ice, and the fragments flew like countless crystals reflecting light.

Saraca coughed up a mouthful of blood, its body rising uncontrollably into the air. It felt the air around it distorting under the pressure, its body shooting upwards at supersonic speed as if propelled by a rocket. The church's old wooden ceiling structure shattered on its spine, sending lime dust flying everywhere.

The thick smoke and dust were pierced by the afterimage, and the demon flying backward seemed to merge into the sky, with the images of the city under the night sky rapidly receding in its vision.

My chest still feels a bit chilly, and I inexplicably feel a strong wind.

It instinctively looked down.

Oh, so it's pierced through the chest.

That monstrous punch sent a shiver down its spine. It thought to itself, "That's why I felt a chill, something's not right."

It had always thought that Belial was making things up to cover up his repeated defeats. How much stronger could an ordinary human be, even if he occasionally encountered someone slightly capable?

You can't just wander around like Shazam, with superhuman strength and stacked buffs, can you?

But now it has changed its mind.

That bastard Belial shamelessly claimed that when they first met, he fought that creature of light for three hundred rounds, but in the end, he miscalculated a skill and was careless, which is why he was unfortunately defeated by the other party.

Damn it, that guy has the nerve to brag. With a cheat like that, it's already a miracle that Belial's trash clone could withstand three of his attacks, okay?

After all, even Saraca couldn't withstand three moves.

Ultra Shooting!

Released through the armor's hand, azure light shot out from Shen You's hand. The demon in mid-air was instantly engulfed by the radiance and crushed into ashes.

Belial was also astonished by what he saw.

This speed, this explosiveness... it feels like it's many times more overpowered than when I first encountered it.

Although it knew that Saraca was no match for it, it was still unexpected that it would be defeated so quickly.

You beings of light, do you also break through realms and level up at will?

Belial was still looking up at the hole in the ceiling when suddenly a burst of electricity exploded beside him. When he turned his head, he saw Shen You had already appeared in front of him.

"Dude, that was amazing! Your skills just now, that hook, that idiot Saraca must be furious right now."

Belial was all smiles, seemingly happier than the opposing team despite the death of his teammates.

Shen You gave the demon a strange look.

A somewhat perplexing question involuntarily began to linger in my mind.

Was this demon like this when I first encountered it, or did it get mentally damaged from dying so many times?

Noticing that all eyes were on him, Belial's smile froze.

Oh right, I almost forgot.

It seems like it's my turn next?

Shen You slowly raised the palm cannon.

"and many more."

Belial raised his claw and smiled.

"Hey, we're already so familiar, why be so formal? There's no need for you to do it yourself."

As he spoke, he raised his right claw, and a surge of dark and domineering magical energy churned in his palm.

"I can handle this little thing myself."

boom!