Chapter 286 67.3 - Bury

Chapter 286 Chapter 67.3 - Bury

Arrogance.

An overwhelming possession of a very important trait, self-awareness.

Those who are arrogant tend to overestimate themselves. That doesn't mean every one of them will lose control, but most of them will.

That is how that tendency works.?And for the case of Belthazor....He was one of those that has an overly exaggerated feeling of individuality.

"Heh..." A small, faint laugh escaped my lips as Belthazor began the process of mixing the two energies. The sinister resonance of his technique echoed through the cavern, creating an ominous atmosphere, yet for me, that didn't seem threatening at all. nove(l)bi(n.)com

Belthazor, momentarily puzzled, furrowed his brows, questioning, "Hah? Has this guy gone insane?"

The truth was, my seemingly erratic laughter wasn't a sign of madness. Instead, it was a manifestation of something far more dangerous – something that would end him.

"Hahahahahahaa...Maaan....."

I couldn't control it. How could I? At this point in time, he just acted as I had wanted him to be, as I had predicted him to be. The moment he used his strongest spell to showcase his capabilities while erasing his spatial barrier....

"You never let down others, don't you?"

I mumbled, looking at the demon flying in my front. He was already half in the process of merging his favorite spell, yet the expression on his face didn't even seem to be happy at all.

Belthazor, still immersed in his spellcasting, shot me a bewildered glance. His eyes, filled with the remnants of arrogance, now held a glimmer of uncertainty.

"What's so funny, mortal? Your impending doom, or perhaps your feeble attempts at resistance?" Belthazor sneered, trying to mask the growing unease beneath his demonic demeanor. I could feel it....From his eyes, I could see....Slowly but surely, something was growing.

I knew one thing for a fact. This guy before me could instinctively sense what was about to come. It was not a thought he had with his logical reasoning. It was purely out of his own instincts.

"Heh... You just don't get it, do you?" I smirked, my laughter intensifying. The crimson hue of my mana enveloped my vision, casting a blood-red tint on the world around me.

"I don't get it....?" He raised his eyebrow. "Your body is battered, and your insides are sticking out. You can't even move your body? What can you even do?"

His words were grounded in the tangible reality of the situation. I, a mere mortal, lay broken and bloodied before a powerful demon like him. Logically, it made no sense for me to find amusement in my current state. But logic, in the face of the unpredictable, often faltered.

"What even am I doing?" Belthazor mumbled to himself. "Why am I even bothering with this pathetic creature?"

Following that, he almost finished merging two spheres, yet just at that point, he made a crucial mistake.

「Mother Moon's Guidance: Incessant 」

–SWOOSH!

Suddenly, chakrams materialized beneath him, swiftly launching toward the demon. Before Belthazor could comprehend the threat, the chakrams sliced through the air with incredible speed.

"Hu-"

He couldn't even finish his exclamation. The chakrams moved with such swiftness that he couldn't pinpoint their origin. The razor-sharp edges cut through the air, homing in on their target.

–SLASH! SLASH!

Just as Belthazor was about to unleash his devastating spell, the chakrams struck with precision. They cut through his demonic form countless times, each strike precise and lethal. The demon let out a guttural scream, his body shredded by the onslaught.

"AAAAAAH!"

–CRACK!

The pain, unexpected and severe, made Belthazor lose control. The beam of energy he held in his hand surged wildly, cutting through the cavern's ceiling.

–RUMBLE!

The once ominous atmosphere now turned chaotic as the unleashed power wreaked havoc.

'Not enough.'

I knew it was not enough, both for me and for Belthazor. The inferior demon might have been just awakened, but even then, they tended to be like cockroaches. Escaping and coming back.

They are nothing but insects that you need to crush at once, or else they will get more in numbers and will bite you back.

Especially a cockroach bastard who can manipulate space.

"Do you know why you are in such state?"

I asked him, while raising my hands, concealing my [Celestalith].

「Aura Strike」

SMASH!

My mana-infused hands collided with Belthazor's face, and I repeated the brutal assault. The demon, weakened and disoriented, struggled against the relentless blows.

"Argh! What... what trickery is this?" Belthazor groaned, blood now streaming down his face.

I continued the barrage of strikes, each blow fueled by my determination and the crimson aura that enveloped my hands.

SMASH! SMASH! SMASH!

"Tell me, Belthazor," I demanded between strikes, "do you understand why you're losing? Do you grasp the reason for your imminent defeat?"

The demon, unable to form coherent words, managed only guttural sounds of pain and frustration. I seized the opportunity to drive my point home.

SMASH! SMASH!

"The reason is simple," I declared, "you are just an inferior demon destined to die, yet you dared to underestimate me, underestimate the power of a mere 'insignificant insect.'"

As I raised my hand, I looked deep into his eyes.

"Do you know what makes me feel like smiling in this world? The only thing that gives me pleasure? Do you know why my heart is throbbing so much right now?"

I paused for a moment, lifting my hand to gaze into his eyes. The crimson aura surrounding me intensified, and my expression twisted into a manic smile.

"Do you know what brings me joy in this world, Belthazor?" I asked, my voice low and filled with malice. "It's seeing the fear in the eyes of the likes of you."

–SMASH!

My hand continued to smash him to the ground.

"It's witnessing you feel the terror of death, feeling the pain 'she' experienced. It's watching the life that she was supposed to live being snatched away from the likes of you."

I could see with my eyes that he was shivering underneath me. He was feeling it, yet that was still not enough.

Even though he was feeling fear, he was still yet to experience the true despair. The feeling of not being able to escape.

He needed to experience that, but that wasn't the time right now.

Right now, in front of me, he still thinks he can escape. I could see it within his eyes.

–SMASH! CREAK!

"Burghk!"

He let out another mouthful of blood, as I had smashed him from his chest. My hands were already bloody enough from all the beating I gave to him, my body being fragile.

Yet, at that moment, I could see Belthazor's eyes shining grey for a second.

–WARP!

And in the blink of an eye, Belthazor reappeared from a very far away place, reaching the location where he was absorbing the energy of the Phantoms.

His tattered form and disheveled wings spoke of the intense beating he had endured, yet his gaze burned with undying hatred.

"You think this changes anything, insect?" Belthazor spat, his voice a mix of pain and resentment. "I will kill you, and I won't ever forget what happened here."

Despite his battered appearance, the demon smirked in arrogance, proclaiming, "Next time, when I regain my full power, I'll make sure to finish what we started. You won't escape then."

–WARP!

With those words, he began to utilize his spatial mana to teleport away, leaving a lingering threat in the air.

Yet, just as he initiated the teleportation, something unexpected happened.