Capítulo 33: Shattering Inferno
Seiji stood tall, his expression as calm as ever, the faint glow of the 32 Marks of God radiating from his body. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, fixed on the demon, who stood arrogantly atop the grotesque Hell Head. The demon's fiery gaze surveyed Seiji with equal intensity, his lips curling into a mocking smirk.
"You're a stubborn little mortal, aren't you?" the demon sneered.
Seiji, unbothered by the demon's taunts, smirked. "Stubbornness? No. Precision," he said, his voice confident. With a faint whisper, he uttered, "Mark Teleportation."
In an instant, Seiji disappeared from where he stood. Before the demon could react, Seiji materialized beside him atop the Hell Head, his body crackling with golden lightning. "This close enough for you?" Seiji said, his tone light but his intent sharp.
The demon's grin faltered for the briefest moment before returning with twice the malice. "When…?" the demon began, his gaze darting to his side. He realized too late that Seiji had marked him during their previous exchange.
"That's the thing about marks," Seiji said, his voice tinged with amusement. "You don't notice them until it's too late."
Without hesitation, Seiji thrust his electrified fist forward, aiming directly for the demon's chest. The demon stood his ground, taking the full force of the strike. A deafening CRACK split the air as the impact shattered the ground beneath the Hell Head, sending shockwaves through the battlefield.
The demon let out a low chuckle, his voice laced with both amusement and malice. "I'll admit, mortal, you're quicker than most," he said, his body absorbing the lightning with ease. "But let's see how well you handle this."
The demon raised two fingers to his face, his fiery gaze narrowing as he muttered an incantation in an ancient hellish tongue. "Malovent Eternal Slash Thread Prison!" he bellowed.
In an instant, invisible threads manifested around Seiji, wrapping around him like serpents. Before he could react, the threads began to slash through his body with terrifying precision, drawing blood and leaving deep gashes on his skin. The cuts were relentless, coming in waves that attacked from every angle.
Seiji gritted his teeth, his body bracing against the onslaught. The pain was excruciating, but his resolve never wavered. "You're going to have to try harder than that," Seiji said, his voice steady despite the blood trickling down his arms.
The demon tilted his head, his grin widening as he performed a graceful backflip off the Hell Head. Mid-air, he clapped his hands together, commanding the Hell Head to act. Its massive, grotesque mouth opened wide, revealing rows of jagged teeth and an endless abyss within. The spring-like appendages beneath it launched the Hell Head upward, its jaws closing in on Seiji with terrifying speed.
"You've entertained me enough," the demon said, his voice dripping with malice. "Time to end this."
Seiji, still entangled in the invisible slashing threads, struggled to regain his footing atop the Hell Head. As the massive jaws descended, he felt the weight of the situation press against him. The Hell Head's maw created a vortex, pulling debris, energy, and air into its gaping mouth.
With a final, thunderous SNAP, the Hell Head's jaws closed around Seiji, swallowing him whole. The battlefield fell silent, the dust and chaos settling as the demon landed gracefully on the ground below. He crossed his arms, his expression one of triumph.
"Done and dusted," the demon muttered, his voice low but filled with smug satisfaction.
For a moment, the battlefield was still, the only sound being the faint groans of the earth beneath them. The demon's smirk widened as he glanced toward the remains of the Hell Head. "You gave me a moment of entertainment, mortal, but all things must—"
Before he could finish, a radiant burst of energy erupted from within the Hell Head. The grotesque creature shuddered violently, cracks spreading across its surface as golden light seeped through. The ground trembled, and the air grew heavy with the intensity of the force building inside.
The demon's grin faltered as his gaze snapped toward the Hell Head. "Impossible…" he muttered, his voice barely audible.
The Hell Head exploded in a blinding flash of golden light, the shockwave tearing through the battlefield and forcing the demon to shield himself. From the smoldering wreckage emerged Seiji, his body glowing with divine energy, every wound healed and the 32 Marks of God burning brightly across his skin.
"You should've known better," Seiji said, his voice calm but laced with authority. "The 32 Marks of God make me more than mortal. Did you really think I'd go down that easily?"
The demon stared at him, his expression unreadable, before breaking into a low chuckle. "Well, well," he said, his grin returning. "This just got interesting."
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