Chapter 15: The devil Slayer

The devil moves with such speed that he completely escapes everyone's eyes. Even Ron can't see him moving. The devil appears infront of the hall door blocking the path to retreat. Even in a weakened state, a named devil is not something he can take on.

That's why he tried retreating, but it seems even that's not possible. The devil standing four meter tall, extends his hand and catches Ron's masked face. Ron couldn't resist no matter how hard he tried. The devil then threw Ron into the room like a ragdoll.

Ron slid onto the floor and crashed into the elevated stone platform at the center. He was bleeding from his head, blood trickled down his hair onto the floor and he lay there gasping for breath. Ever since his regression this is the time he is in such a desperate situation.

The devil then moves towards Anabelle and Fin and throws them to the center too, gathering them all together. They crash into each other. Wounded and bleeding.

Ron knew it wasn't going to end well for him, so he checked his inventory for any items he could use.

While he was busy checking his inventory. The devil invoked some sort of spell. Chains formed from the ground. Binding the three of them in a crucification pose.

The devil licked it's blood red lips as it's about to enjoy another meal. Ron became tense as he knew devils enjoyed to torture living beings and used a very specific method to extract the souls whole, without killing the vessel. It was an extremely painful torture method, only leaving behind the body as an empty husk. But for devils it was simply like cooking and preparing the ingredients.

So Ron hurriedly activated an absolute defense talisman that he found in his inventory. It was an extremely rare talisman that protected the user in a ten meter radius. Forming an absolute barrier that lasted atleast 10 minutes.

The devil was taken aback, it's huge red eyes glowed in anger and it punched the barrier, which covered the humans up, protecting them from it. The devil growled loudly.

It was extremely displeased, it's aura turned terrifying, even the whole town above could feel something sinister in the vicinity.

However there was one person in the town above, covered in a hood hiding his appearance, who smiled after sensing the sinister presence of the devil.

"Heh, Found you." He showed an ecstatic grin. He disappeared immediately from the crowd's eyes, his speed so astonishing such that no one could see him running towards the dungeon.

He skillfully made his way while anything that blocked his way had a hole blown through it, be it a wall or ground.

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He finally reached the hall door and saw the devil with it's eyes burning in anger, and it's fists punching hard at the barrier, cracks had already formed in the glass like barrier.

Ron's eyes were calm trying to figure out solutions to their situation. He looked at Fin and Anabelle who were also inside the barrier, with Fin holding Anabelle in his arms. Calming her down and trying his best to cover her up.

"Hey, calm down. I'll figure something out." Ron said while throwing another pair of his clothes to Anabelle. Which she wore hurriedly, trying to cover herself. She couldn't use her invisibility when she was injured so she had been embarrased once more.

"I don't want your help, I don't even know your name, nor do I know your motives." Fin said in response while showing distrust towards Ron. He had gone along with him due to curiousity at first but now he was not so willing to go along with the flow. He realized this wasn't any simple game, people had died and Anabelle was injured. He now wanted to follow his own heart and protect his own people. And he didn't know if he could do that currently.

Ron looked at him narrowing his eyes, " I'm the Pyromaniac, as for my goal, I won't harm you in anyway, for now atleast. And this isn't the time to be fighting amongst ourselves is it?" Ron pointed towards the devil who was still punching the barrier. The cracks formed were getting enlarged with each punch.

" I don't have any more of these talismans. If it breaks we'll have to bear the worst of tortures to have our souls extracted and feasted upon by that devil. So if you got anything hidden up your sleeves, out with it." Ron told them the situation at hand, although he had seen the status screen of them both but he wanted to make sure.

So he simply directed the question at Anabelle. She might've seen some visions regarding this situation.

Anabelle though, simply shook her head, she was sitting besides Fin, hugging his arm. The chains binding them before had been undone and lied on the floor.

Seeing that no one had anything to solve the situation, they just sat in silence, each pondering what to do next.

Ron who was back to his weakend state, couldn't do anything for now. His eyes hurt like hell from overusing it on the devil, yet he still didn't get any information. He just closed his eyes for now.

He could hear the rumbling sounds the punches that the devil created. And the cracks in the barrier. The whole ground creaked yet the barrier still held firm.

At this moment though, Ron heard footsteps from the door of the hall. They were very calm footsteps, even among the huge noise the devil made, they were still audible.

"Heyo, what we got here?" A teasing voice came over and Ron opened his eyes to see a hooded figure.

"Can you please keep it down, my ears are starting to hurt." The hooded figure continued in it's nonchalant tone. As if not talking to a devil but admonishing a child for making a ruckus.

The devil stopped it's actions and looked towards the figure.

"Familiar scent...." The devil sniffed at the air and it's hoarse voice came out.

"Yo, we meet again." The figure takes of his hood and his robe falls to the ground. Showing a man in his 30's with a slight beared, unkempt black hair flowing to his back. He had bags under his eyes while a smile played at his lips and he was waving his hand at the devil.

The devil showed an agitated expression, when seeing the man's appearance. The devil had met this man many times when it came to this plane. Everytime, it had been thwarted by his presence and forced to escape. It was humiliated and this time, it wasn't even at it's full power and there was no time nor place to escape to.

So it braced itself and readied for the battle.

The man looked past the devil to see the three humans inside the barrier.

"Ho, how far you've fallen. Unable to even kill three low-level kids." The man taunted the devil and the devil took a few steps back.

A black fire burning on the devil's hands and an intense aura flowing through it. The black fire was a fire used specially by the devils. It had extreme corrosion properties and could even burn souls.

The man garbed in a silver armour, with a huge claymore on his back, and a crest of a sword on his chest plate, simply grabbed at the handle of his claymore.

And all the aura the devil was emitting was vanished, and a silence fell over the hall as the man's eyes narrowed.

In the next moment, the lull in the atmosphere was broken by the punch infused with black hell fire meeting the silver claymore. The atmosphere cracked and the whole hall trembled as if an earthquake had occured. The tremors could be felt even above ground in the town.

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[To be continued.]