ãUfufufu⦠it has been a while since I used ãthis form?.ã
An ominous light, along with a heteromorphy appearance, illuminated the darkness.
What appeared next was a dragon, a five-meter-tall, bipedal dragon.
Then, Belphegorâs upper half grew on top of the dragonâs head.
ãS-she really transformedâ¦ã
Aria couldnât hide her shock. It showed the massive pressure she felt from Belphegorâs transformed figure.
ããCelcius Spearãââ!ã
Ciel invoked her skill. Three freezing holy spears shot forth toward Belphegor.
ãAHAHAHA! Itâs futile!ã
Belphegor laughed even louder than before.
The moment ãCelcius Spearã struck the dragon, it vanished with a clear breaking sound.
ãHer body seems to be stronger than before.ã
ãThatâs right⦠Ciel. After I was resurrected in the future, my body transformed from a dragon skin to a high-dragon skin.ã
Belphegor sneered at Ciel.
Dragon skin was a skill that could reduce the damage inflicted by a magic skill. It was a special skill of the dragon race that they applied to their scales.
As for what had happened just now, the high dragon skin had directly negated Cielâs magic skill.
Even though they had already rendered her barrier useless, Aria and co. never expected Belphegor to still have an ace in the hole. It was only expected of the one hailed as a great demon king.
ãNyan! (Then attack with non-magic skills)!ã
Tama let out adorable cries as he invoked an ãElemental Bulletã and ãFlame Missileã. The ãFlame Missileã flew toward Belphegor at tremendous speed.
Maybe because she instinctively felt the danger from that attack, Belphegor crossed her dragon arms to protect herself.
The moment ãFlame Missileã came into contact with Belphegorâs arms, an intense explosion occurred.
ãGUUUUUUUU! That hurt!ã
An agonized voice came from the other side of the burning area. Judging from her voice, it seemed that the attack had caused insignificant damage. Since Belphegor was a demon king, her defense was something else.
She brushed the soot that had fallen on her skin after the explosion.
At that momentâ
The figure of a girl reflected in Belphegorâs eyes. Aria had invoked ãAccelerationã and run toward Belphegor when the latter had gotten distracted by Tamaâs attack. That was why Belphegor was unaware that Aria had already arrived in front of her.
ããSACRED BLADEãâ¦!ã
Aria swung her sacred blade toward Belphegor. However, Belphegor proved that she was still one step ahead of Aria. She bent lower and avoided Ariaâs attack.
ãEAT THIS!ã
After dodging the attack, Belphegor launched a counter punch toward Aria with her dragon arm.
ãTEMPEST BRINGER!ã
Aria invoked her weaponâs ability. She dodged Belphegorâs fist with the help of the wind created by Tempest Bringerâs ability.
ï¼This little girl! How can she move from such a positâï¼
Suddenly, Belphegorâs eyes widened in surprise.
After fighting so many tough opponents, skills werenât the only things Aria had gained. She had also gained battle experience, an understanding of her own ability, and the ways to use her ability more effectively in a battle.
ãCOME⦠ãSurtrãã
The moment her feet touched the ground, Aria heard Mayâs voice. Thereupon, a beautiful, ephemeral, and bright silvery sword appeared in Mayâs other hand, which had been empty.
The name of this holy sword wasâãSurtrã. It was the weapon skill she had inherited from Rin, her mother who was also the female hero.
ããBlack Bulletã!ã
After ãSurtrã was ready, May leaped high in the air using the propulsion black bullet provided under her feet. At the next moment, she had already landed on Belphegorâs dragon arm and pierced ãSurtrã inside it.
ãGIIIIIIIIII!? HOW⦠DARE YOUUU!ã
Belphegor screamed. She flailed her arms to throw May on the ground, but May invoked her ãBlack Bulletã again and quickly got off from Belphegorâs arm.
ãBelphegor, your power is definitely terrifying, butâ¦ã
ï¼Master, so you noticed it too, huh!ï¼
Tama let out an admiring expression upon hearing Ariaâs remark. Belphegor was far more powerful than all the opponents they had fought so far. However, after seeing the way Belphegor fought, Aria had come to a realization. Demon King Belphegor wasnât used to fighting, in short, she was close to amateur.
And her guess was spot on.
Demon King Belphegor was the weakest great demon king in terms of close combat prowess. Her true power was more suited for commanding an army. Thus, she was a general-type demon king.
ãKUHâ¦!ã
Belphegorâs expression warped as if she just chewed up bitterbug. However, that expression lasted only a moment, then the tips of her lips drew a sneer.
ãActually I wish that I never had to use this, but I guess Iâve no other choice.ãn/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
An ominous sword suddenly appeared in her hand and she brandished her sword while speaking.