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Chapter 216 Chrismon

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Despite his initial shock, the man didn't forget that he was in a difficult situation, with unknown individuals attempting to enter Hell for unknown reasons. He frowned and activated his ability, allowing him to transmit sound over long distances, targeting two Red Devils as recipients.

"Immediately drive these strangers away from the gates of Hell, or I will personally kill you!"

The message was short but highly imposing, supported by strong arguments. Two guards, who were chatting with Veronica about their affairs, suddenly froze in shock and looked towards the gates. They appeared frightened and agitated, noticed by Veronica herself. Moreover, it was easy for her to detect the energy flow that entered the guards' bodies.

"Hmm... a sound message. It's the unique ability of the ancient branch of the demon family, right? They had no specific name, but each generation served the Demon King as advisors," thought Veronica, tilting her head to the side, and narrowing her eyes.

Her vision changed sharply, allowing her to penetrate the gates, noticing the man standing where the exit should be. It seemed he also noticed her gaze, leading to a brief competition.

"Heh... you enjoy watching others so much? What, are you afraid to show yourself, little sucker?" Veronica teased him without holding back her words.

"You..." Despite being slightly provoked by her words, the man managed to maintain his expression and not succumb to anger. He sighed several times, cleared his throat, and then sternly said, "You're a demon of the old generation, which means you're allowed to enter, but not the others! I warn you... if I detect strangers within a hundred thousand kilometers, immediate death awaits all of you! Pass it on to them!" He declared with a strict and official tone, raising his chin, seemingly looking down on Veronica.

"Ha? Listen, freak, who do you think you are? Why are you glaring at me like that, huh? You little bastard, when you were born, I already trampled on hundreds like you, got it?" Veronica said irritably, crossing her arms. She looked at the man with arrogance and mocked him, using rough words, "What are you shaking for? Huh? Are you mad, boy? Well, cry then, come on, cry. I taught at the place where you studied, so talk less, you son of a bitch, got it?"

"..."

For a whole minute, Chrismon was stunned by the stream of insults directed at him, which didn't cease even after he lost the ability to speak. It seemed like this woman's mouth was a funnel from which more and more insults were pouring at him. Moreover, from her appearance, you wouldn't guess that she was such a troublemaker.

And only after she finished insulting him and struck a cool pose, saying, "Well, sucker, got enough?" the man snapped out of it, and veins appeared on his forehead.

"Oh, you bitch! Who the hell do you think you are?!" he yelled with anger and flew towards the entrance, instantly appearing face to face with her. He snarled and pointed his index finger at her, black particles gathering at its tip. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't appreciate my efforts. So, die!"

A black laser shot from his finger, aimed straight at her forehead to annihilate Veronica in one strike. However, before the laser could do anything, a powerful shockwave suddenly appeared, leaving even Chrismon in a stunned state. It took him five seconds to come to his senses, but...

"AAAAAAAH!"

He was sent flying with a sharp blow to the stomach, containing poisonous properties and various destructive elements that immediately began affecting his body, making his situation worse and worse. In the distance, Amarantha held her breath in horror, barely able to maintain the barrier, which began to crack.

For comparison, if all this space were a continent, Amarantha would be at the very bottom, while Veronica would be at the very top. However, even so, the force of her Higher Energy reached Amarantha and unintentionally began harming her.

"Sierra, help me! I won't be able to maintain the barrier for long!" shouted Amarantha.

"Okay!"

On the other side, Veronica didn't even think about stopping. While Chrismon was flying, unable to resist, she repeatedly sent various attacks at him—physical, magical, and even Evil Higher Energy that corroded his body.

But Chrismon wasn't weak either. Although in the first few minutes, he struggled to figure things out, after several hits, he began showing resistance. Moreover, one of his dagger strikes grazed Veronica's cheek, creating a wound infected with an unknown poison.

"Hmm? Poison from the Black Devil Scorpion? Not bad," she mumbled, recognizing the poison. Then, something incredible happened.

Despite the serious-looking wound and the unexpected effect of the poison, Veronica's strong regeneration instantly kicked in, removing the poison in a fraction of a second, and the wound immediately healed, replaced by new skin.

Boom!

Veronica blocked Chrismon's attack and simultaneously pulled out a small mirror, examining the spot where the wound was. Seeing that everything returned to normal, she sighed in relief.

"Oh, damn, I got nervous there. What would Adam say if he saw his dear mom turn into a monster?" she said with relief, smiling and shifting her gaze to Chrismon. "And you, bastard, will pay for this!"

"You crazy bitch!"

Chrismon leaped back in shock, narrowly avoiding a kick to his groin that could have easily obliterated all his accumulations. Their battle raged on, mostly exchanging blows that were dangerous not so much for them but for others. Hence, they decided to move as far away as possible to avoid dying a shameful death. As they distanced themselves, the ongoing battle still looked like energy streams from a distance.

"Horrifying," someone muttered.

And it was the right description for the entire situation. Their battle was on another level, and everyone was sure that if this were on their home turf, the entire world would be destroyed, and every creature there would simply die. That's why Higher Energy was prohibited, and high-ranking beings didn't engage in fights with each other very often. It was simply too dangerous and highly unprofitable.

However, in the open space where there was nothing that could be destroyed due to their battle, these two were not holding back. They delivered endless blows to each other, each strike bringing powerful energy surges that occasionally reached the distant onlookers.

"Ouch... my hand!"

Someone shouted as the Higher Energy of Evil suddenly hit the hand of one of the practitioners, and it began to disintegrate in real time. It happened so quickly that, within a second, his right hand was absent.

"No!!"

His gaze was lost, and he was in despair. The thing about Higher Energy was that it wasn't the usual magical energy that could be erased and regenerated. It would take many years and an enormous amount of resources to remove the residual energy, and even then, there was no guarantee the hand would fully recover.

So, this could be considered his end. Unfortunately, no one would risk themselves to help him.

***

The battle ended only after a week. Veronica looked at Chrismon with disdain; he may have been retreating, but he was still in good condition. Throughout the battle, they inflicted wounds on each other repeatedly, but they healed quickly, turning it into a battle of attrition. The winner would be the one who could endure the longest.

"Damn bitch! You demon of the old generation, attacking your kind. You have no mercy!" he shouted with irritation, waving his hand to close the spatial rifts that had appeared from their battle.

"Weird logic. If I see a bastard, I'll crush him anyway. I don't give a damn about his race, you get it? Your fiery speeches won't persuade me, kid," Veronica replied with a smirk, showing no signs of fatigue. "So, maybe you should fuck off and cry into your pillow, huh? As far as I'm concerned, that's a damn good option for you, bitch."

"B-bitch?!"

Chrismon was once again stunned by her foul mouth, but this time he didn't know what to say. The battle had shown that their strengths were roughly equal, but he was still losing in experience, and her Higher Energy was far superior to his, making it extremely difficult for him to take any action.

He sighed and looked at the two guards, who had diminished to half their size. During their battle, they were affected by Higher Energy and died twice, making them weaker. This situation infuriated him even more, but he couldn't come up with a single solution to the problem because Veronica was very strong and unpredictable.

"What the hell did I get myself into with this crazy woman?" he lamented and sighed.

Veronica was about to add something when suddenly the space around them trembled. She raised an eyebrow and looked at the Gates of Hell, which suddenly began to change, and all entities around started being drawn towards it. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.nᴇt

"What is this?" Veronica asked in surprise as she was pulled towards the portal.

"Damn, how should I know! This is the first time in my memory!" Chrismon was also surprised and couldn't understand what was happening, while sudden changes were occurring worldwide. Even Adam, who was fighting demons, saw them starting to return to the portals. Moreover...

"What?" He too was being sucked inside...

"Adam!" Elara shouted, standing next to him, horror in her eyes as his body was sucked into the portal. The man didn't have a chance to say anything and was forced to enter.

To be continued...