Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate

"This?" Eiko asked as she showed something to Blackfire.

The Black Coffin shook its head.

"Bigger?" Eiko asked again.

Blackfire nodded.

"This one?"

"Still no?"

"How about this?"

At last, Blackfire nodded its head and thanked Eiko.

A few seconds later, Lux got out of the bathroom and glanced in the direction of the bed, where the Baby Slime was currently sitting.

"Who are you talking to, Eiko?" Lux asked.

Eiko shook her head and only gave her Papa a mischievous smile.

A single glance was enough to tell the Half-Elf that the Baby Slime was hiding something. However, thinking that it wasn't a big deal, he no longer insisted she tell him and started to dry his hair.

Not long after, a powerful explosion sounded in the distance, making Lux shake his head.

"It seems that Master's Covenant is still having fun playing with that Saint," Lux said before yawning. "I guess I'll just take a nap for the time being."

Lux wasn't interested in watching the battle between his Master's servants and the Saint of Agartha.

But there were some who were quite interested in it, namely Diablo and the others who had asked the Half-Elf if they could watch the battle.

Lux didn't find anything wrong with their request, so he gave them permission to leave the city and head to the battlefield. His only order was for them to not interfere with the battle and to keep a safe distance from it.

Eiko, who also had nothing to do, decided to take a nap with her Papa as well.

In just a matter of seconds, both were sound asleep, while the rest of the city was starting to feel anxiety due to the sound of powerful explosions that occurred every half a minute.

At the outskirts of El Hazard…

"I can do this all day," Adonis said before casually combing his hair while looking at his hand mirror. "Damn, why do I look so handsome?"

"Bastards…" Sion said through gritted teeth as blood dripped at the corner of his lips.

Earlier, he was quite confident that he would be able to deal with his opponents one by one.

However, it didn't take long for him to realize that no matter what he did, he was unable to even get close to his enemies because their coordinated attacks would push him back every time.

This was the first time that he had seen such flawless teamwork, and he now understood why the Black Knight had been so confident that five people would be enough to defeat him.

Wiping the blood off his lips with the back of his hand, Sion stood up and understood that his usual tactics wouldn't work on his enemies.

The slaughter domain that he had created didn't hinder his opponents one bit, and most of them even found it quite amusing.

His surroundings which had been covered with steel spikes that jutted off the ground were now nearly flattened as his opponents unleashed one powerful attack after another, forcing him to be on the defensive.

The Juggernaut of Agartha looked at his enemies before taking a long, deep breath. He then hunched his body, preparing to charge again, the sight of which made the Satyr, Adonis, yawn.

"Here you go again." Adonis shook his head helplessly. "Are you some kind of one-trick pony? Is all you can do charge at us like a madman, hoping that your attack will connect?"

Sion didn't reply and, instead, focused his full attention on the attack that had gained him the title of Juggernaut of Agartha.

A moment later, a spark flickered under the Saint's foot, that slowly traveled up his body.

A few seconds later, more sparks appeared and before Adonis knew it, a blaze had started to circle around Sion's body, raising the temperature to scorching levels.

"Hoh?" Adonis arched an eyebrow. "Not bad."

Before the Satyr could say another word, the flames surrounding Sion grew bigger and brighter, similar to a miniature sun that was slowly expanding outwards.

Darius, who was watching the battle from the City of El Hazard, frowned because he knew that his comrade was about to use his strongest attack after several years of peace in Agartha.

'So they managed to push you this far,' Darius mused. 'I guess this is where everything ends then.'

The Saint of El Hazard then glanced at the Halfling, who was still sitting on the rooftop with a calm expression on his face.

"I'm afraid that my comrade has finally decided to end the battle," Darius stated. "If you care for your subordinates, it would be best if you make them leave before it is too late."

"Thank you for the warning, but they will be fine," Gaap replied.

"You're that confident in your underlings, eh?"

"Of course."

Darius chuckled internally because he thought that Gaap was just trying to act tough after he warned him.

'It seems that you're underestimating Sion too much,' Darius thought. 'This will make you understand that the Saints of Agartha are not pushovers.'

What Darius didn't know was that Gaap was actually feeling very worried about Sion's fate, instead of the Fate of his servants.

'I wonder what Blackfire is planning?' Gaap mused. 'He can't possibly do what I'm thinking, right?'

Baal had already informed him that he had given the okay signal for Blackfire to capture Sion after the battle ended, as long as the Black Coffin would make it look like it "accidentally" devoured the Saint by accident.

Gaap almost cursed out loud after hearing Baal's report because there was simply no way that the Black Coffin could pull off such a thing.

'Blackfire… oh, Blackfire… please don't cause trouble for me and your Master,' Gaap said in his heart. 'We still need to go to the Pantheon of Exile, and we don't want King Septimius to have a reason to hunt us down.'

Back in the outskirts of El Hazard…

Adonis was no longer smiling as he looked at the blazing fireball in front of him that was still getting bigger.

Currently, the fireball was ten meters tall, and he had a feeling that it would continue to rise the longer they waited.

"Guys, are we just going to sit back and watch and let him charge up until he's ready to go?" Adonis asked with concern.

"I have analyzed this skill, and it is indeed quite a domineering one," Hana replied. "If we attack him now, our attacks will only increase the output of his power, making his Trump Card stronger. The best course of action is to let it take its course until he has reached his limit."

Tharin frowned after hearing his comrade's explanation. "Looks like we all need to take this more seriously guys. It looks like we no longer have the leeway of holding back."

Mia, the Naga, nodded her head in agreement. "If we don't use our Trump Cards, the ones who will perish will be us."

"What if we accidentally kill him?" Adonis asked worriedly.

"Don't worry," Naberius commented as he hovered in the sky. "Master is a Necromancer. I'm sure he can think of something."

After hearing Naberius' assurance, the members of Gaaps Covenant exchanged glances with each other and nodded their heads in agreement.

Since the situation had already come this far, it was time to unseal their powers and fight the Saint, without care if he died or not.