章 135: Carl vs Demon, Nacht vs Head Cultist
The combined assault unfolded swiftly. Blorg, using his enhanced speed and levitation, swiftly incapacitated the cultists on the right, his sword cutting through the air with precision. Isabella's frost-infused attacks encased the left side, leaving the cultists immobilized in icy restraints.
Carl was still waiting for Nacht to disrupt the cultists, and after 5 seconds, he was finally ready.
Ripples suddenly appeared around the head cultist who was leading the ritual, and the cultists around him immediately roared in anger as they tried to stop Nacht's ability from working and disrupting their ritual.
It was useless, however, as his power affected reality itself, the ripples were formless, and there was nothing they could do to stop them, at least that's what they all thought before the ripples suddenly stopped as a powerful demonic aura appeared in front of the main cultist as the altar they were praying to glowed an ominous purple light.
"Dammit, it's too late!" Carl shouted before his arms transformed into devil arms.
"Attack the altar and the worshippers immediately!"
A large ball made out of hellfire appeared in Carl's hand as he lifted up above his head. The fireball grew until it was larger than Carl itself, and then he threw it with full force, causing the cultists to stare at him in shock as they sensed his power and aura.
The fireball struck the cultists and exploded before Isabella threw a giant javelin made out of ice and Blorg struck with his sword, causing many sword waves and laser beams to hit the area.
Nacht didn't simply stand either as he used his powers to their fullest. The area around the cultists started shaking as cracks appeared in the air itself.
All of that suddenly stopped, however, as a powerful aura of demonic energy suddenly flooded the main hall, causing all the attacks to stop before they all scattered, disappearing from sight.
The body of the demon that was previously lying on the ground was now in front of the cultists and was watching Carl and the others coldly.
"Tch, to think I had to expend so much power before even possessing the body."
"How much did I spend, 30%, probably around that much."
"You bastards forced me to prematurely arrive and use so much power, I hope you are ready for what is coming." The demon said coldly before a green wind suddenly appeared in front of him and the cultists.
He sneered before swiping forward with both of his arms, causing a fierce gale to appear, only for it to simply go around the green wind that hit the demon and the cultists.
The demonic aura lessened as the demon widened its eyes in shock.
"Winds of Desolation?!"
"Why is something like that here?!" The demon roared in fury before staring at Carl who was staring at him with a smirk.
"You, it was you." The demon said coldly before focusing on Carl's arms.
"Demonic arms?"
"A brethren, no … you are not one of us."
"A possessed?"
"No, you are completely lucid."
"So, you have absorbed the power of some of my brethren it seems, that … is unacceptable!" The demon roared before lunging at Carl and crossing the distance between them in an instant.
The two clashed, their hands interlocking with one another as they pushed the other with their full strength.
A shockwave spread out around them as the ground beneath them cracked thanks to their power.
Neither one of them moved a single inch and continued pushing, doing their best to assert dominance over the other.
The clash between Carl and the demon created a palpable tension in the air. Isabella, Blorg, Rex, and Nacht watched as the two formidable forces struggled for supremacy. The demon, fueled by its fury, tried to overpower Carl, who stood his ground, a smirk playing on his face.
Carl's devil arms, imbued with newfound power, held their own against the demon's strength. The demonic aura emanating from the clash created an otherworldly spectacle, distorting the air around them. Nacht, looking warily at them, analyzed the situation and whispered to the others, "This is our chance. While they're locked in combat, we need to disrupt the ritual once and for all."
The main ritual was completed when the demon rose from the ground, but the cultists were still not done. They were still doing something, and from what they could see, the cultists now seemed to be helping the demons become more powerful, which was something they couldn't allow them to do.
Isabella, Blorg, and Rex nodded in agreement. Nacht began manipulating reality once again, creating subtle disturbances around the remaining cultists. Blorg, his levitation boots propelling him into action, charged at the cultists on the right side. Isabella conjured a freezing storm, aiming to incapacitate those on the left. Rex's drones circled the area, providing crucial surveillance and support while he joined the battle in his mechanical suit.
As the team engaged the cultists, Carl and the demon continued their intense struggle. The demon, realizing that defeating Carl head-on might not be easy, decided to change tactics. It disengaged, leaping backward to create some distance.
"Smart move, demon. I was getting bored," Carl taunted, his devil arms still at the ready. The demon, however, didn't respond with words. Instead, it extended its arms, and from the tips of its claws, a barrage of dark projectiles shot toward Carl. Reacting swiftly, Carl summoned a barrier of hellfire, deflecting the projectiles away.
"That strength, the control over hellfire, the look of your arms … they're not demon arms."
Carl chuckled at the demon before taunting him and motioning for him to attack.
"I see, I am not dealing with someone utilizing the powers of my brethren, but someone using the powers of a devil."
"Now it makes sense how a human like you is able to fight evenly against this weak form of mine." The demon said before chuckling.
"This is becoming fun!"
The demon, undeterred, charged forward once more, its claws slashing through the air. Carl, using his enhanced speed and strength, countered the attacks, his devil arms clashing with the demon's formidable claws.
Meanwhile, the rest of the team was making progress against the cultists. Blorg's sword danced through the air, incapacitating the cultists on the right side. Isabella's frost storm encased those on the left in ice, rendering them immobile. Rex's drones provided support by targeting any cultists attempting to escape while he shot the others.
As for Nacht, he had once again used his powers to disrupt the cultists, and thanks to the fact he didn't need to hide it anymore, he had done so quite quickly.
Nacht, having successfully disrupted the ritual, focused on reinforcing the team's efforts. As the last echoes of his reality manipulation reverberated through the chamber, the demon roared in frustration, sensing the imminent failure of the dark ritual that was supposed to give him more power.
As Nacht moved to help the rest, his eyes widened as he jumped back, dodging a black spear that stabbed deep into the ground before a person appeared next to it and pulled it out.
"You are the one that has disrupted us, I shall kill you and use your body as a sacrifice to placate the lords." The head cultist that was previously in front of the altar appeared in front of Nacht and stared into his eyes.
Upon staring back into the eyes of the cultist, Nacht's brows furrowed as he could see that the eyes of the enemy in front of him were completely black.
The black-eyed cultist, seemingly unfazed by the disruption of the ritual, advanced toward Nacht with a malevolent grin. Nacht, realizing the gravity of the situation, summoned red specters around him, forming a defensive barrier. The cultist, however, seemed undeterred as he thrust the black spear forward, the tip slicing through the specters effortlessly.
Nacht, agile and swift, managed to evade the spear's lethal strike, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow. The cultist, showing unnatural speed, continued the assault, aiming precise strikes at Nacht. The rest of the team, aware of the new threat, redirected their attention to the unfolding battle, only to be stopped.
"I do not wish to be disturbed, stop them, all of you!" The cultist suddenly struck the back of his spear on the ground, causing ripples of dark energy to spread out everywhere.
Suddenly, the corpses of the dead cultists stood up, as for those that were still alive, their bodies became tainted by the dark energy as they started roaring like wild animals. It seemed that the cultists had lost their minds, but they had gained a huge boost in strength.
Suddenly, everybody was forced to fight for their lives as the cultists attacked them with immense power and zeal. As for Nacht, he tried to attack the head cultist but was pushed back by the dark energy before being attacked by the cultist.
Nacht, while agile and elusive, began feeling the pressure of the relentless attacks. The black-eyed cultist seemed to possess an otherworldly strength, his strikes unnaturally precise. Nacht managed to counter some attacks, but the situation was becoming increasingly dire.
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