Capítulo 401: Trump Card

Astaroth looked at the demon as it bolted toward him. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even be able to see it, given the speed at which it was travelling.

But, right now, Astaroth's speed was higher than the demon's, by almost double, and with his Hyper Stimulated status to boot, the duke of hell looked slow in his eyes.

Once the rapier was almost in his gut, Astaroth sidestepped it, keeping his eyes locked on the demon's eyes. He could already see the demon shifting his sight to follow his movement, albeit slowly.

But the weapon was not as quickly retractable, and his extended arm was wide open for Astaroth.

Pulling out Ad Astra, Astaroth changed its form to a greatsword, and swung in an upward motion, using Severing Strike.

He felt the blade pass cleanly through the demon's arm, like a hot knife through butter, as the arm and weapon kept going forward without their owner.

*14,786!!*

*Hemorrhage applied*

*19,350*