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Chapter 81 A Just Gang Fight (Please Subscribe)

Thus, the Demonic Witch was attacked by the forces of justice.

The Demon Lord was shocked and enraged to discover that these humans were utterly lacking in martial ethics; not only were they all incredibly strong, like monsters, but they also...

The armor they wore and the red windbreaker worn by the female warrior both had specially engraved magical runes on their gauntlets.

These runes ensure maximum damage to the Witchheart Demon.

If it's just a purely physical attack, the Demonic Witch has a million ways to be immune to it, a million ways.

But this ability doesn't work now.

Most importantly, Wu Xinmo has no way to escape now.

He discovered that the surrounding space was locked, and judging from the magical aura, the Witchheart Demon immediately deduced that this must be the work of the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj.

He was outmaneuvered again.

The Witchheart was furious and took a beating along with him. The warriors of the Astartes and Raven Legions were extremely excited and attacked with ruthless ferocity.

There's nothing else to it, I've just been holding it in for too long.

Since being injected with the super soldier gene serum and arriving at the South Pacific island base, all I've done is train, study, train, study, and more training.

While the visible improvement and growth are indeed fascinating.

But it had been going on for too long, especially after Matthew created a gravity magic training area, where he had to endure that terrifying pressure training on his entire body, including his bones, internal organs, and cells, every day.

After the growth meeting, I still don't know how much my strength has improved.

Although a logistics team can provide detailed data through a full-body check-up over a week, data is still just data. It can't compare to the satisfaction and clarity of real-world combat.

Okay, actually I just wanted to vent.

With the Witchheart Demon as an unkillable live target, there was no need to worry about hitting too hard or holding back. So the warriors of the two battle groups went wild, testing all the moves they had learned on the Witchheart Demon.

So, to the astonishment of Old Carter, Johnny, and Rosanne, the Witchheart Demon was kicked around like a ball by a dozen warriors.

For a moment, the screams and roars of the Demon Heart were deafening.

That's too brutal!!

Is this the legendary son of the Demon King?

When did Earth become so terrifying?

Johnny and Rosanne couldn't help but shudder, then felt a surge of security.

So our Earth has these guardians?

What is there to be afraid of?

Rosanne, in particular, was staring intently at Natasha, Negley, and Rachel with eyes gleaming with greed, wishing she could rush up to interview them and, incidentally, touch the armor Rachel was wearing.

It felt so good.

"Wow!" Even the well-informed old Carter couldn't help but open his mouth, and then his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Every time Wu Xinmo got beaten up, he felt as refreshed as if he had drunk an ice-cold beer on a hot summer day.

"Kid, please tell your soldiers not to hold back. He's the son of the Demon King and has the ability to live forever," Old Carter said to Reichel after realizing what was happening.

They were terrified that the Demon Heart of Witch would escape.

"Don't worry, old man, those guys won't hold back," Nigley said with a chuckle after glancing over there.

Actually, she was also a little itchy to do it.

However, the composure of the higher-ups made her suppress her itching hand and look towards the cemetery.

Compared to the battle between the Witchheart Demon and its own boss, the fight between Mephisto was far more spectacular.

Various surging and endless black and red lightning exploded, the turbulent and rolling crimson sea of ​​fire intertwined and collided, and countless golden beams of light occasionally burst from the ground and shot straight into the sky.

In a very short time, the entire cemetery was completely destroyed.

Fortunately, the remains in the cemetery were moved by the mages of Kamar-Taj before the battle broke out; otherwise, these buried dead would have been lost forever.

boom!!

While Negri was still pondering this, the cemetery cracked open, truly splitting in two. From the bottomless fissure, raging hellfire erupted, dividing heaven and earth in two.

This also separated Mephisto and Matthew from each other by the hellfire.

Mephisto, standing tall in the sky, looked at Matthew across the wall of hellfire. On the surface, he maintained his composure, but in his heart, a storm was raging.

Mephisto had a very bad feeling about him.

It's not just strange, it's downright abnormal. You have to understand that he has been keeping an eye on Earth and knows perfectly well that Dormammu, the lord of the Dark Dimension, has been acting like a madman lately, delaying the Ancient One.

Therefore, the energy he projected this time was much stronger than before.

In terms of pure strength, he is many times stronger than when he first met Matthew, yet he struggled so much against Matthew this time.

Moreover, there was a sense that they were subtly falling into a disadvantageous position.

Matthew has grown so much since we first met, it's been an exponential improvement, not only in physical strength and combat experience, but most notably in his use of energy.

Matthew was strong enough before, but apart from his ingenious method of using willpower and belief as weapons, he was actually quite crude when it came to energy.

After all, Mephisto is in a much higher dimension.

Now Matthew has completely transformed, and has also learned about magic, which he has fully integrated and utilized, skillfully applying it in actual combat.

That's why Mephisto was caught off guard and suffered quite a bit of losses.

This human kid's growth rate seems a bit unreasonable.

Mephisto's burning desire for Caesar had vanished, replaced by a slight unease.

Mephisto showed signs of weakness, which Matthew immediately sensed with his fully focused Observation Haki.

Even if it's just a tiny bit.

This is enough to prove that Mephisto's stable emotions have a flaw.

"Mephisto, do you also feel fear?" Matthew stood in the sky as well, his voice echoing in Mephisto's ears.

The moment the sound faded, a thick, dark red lightning bolt streaked across the sky, accompanied by a tremendous roar.

The flames of hellfire flickered on his face.

Especially when those eyes, glowing with a crimson light and brimming with overwhelming Conqueror's Haki, stared at him, even Mephisto, the high and mighty Lord of Hell, was momentarily stunned.

"You seem to be going a bit too far, child." Mephisto finally lost his composure, his aged face turning particularly gloomy.

His authority and power were challenged time and again.

Whether in the human world or in hell, challenging authority is an extremely serious matter.

Especially the latter. In a world where the strong prey on the weak, when does a ruler lose power? Not at the moment of death, but from the moment when power is challenged.

The regime has developed cracks and instability.