[Katerea has issued a Mission of Faith to you.] [Mission: Defeat Creuserey.] [Objective: Defeat Creuserey and ensure Katerea's safety.] [Reward: Random Reward x1. Penalty: Katerea's Favorability -50.]
"So favorability can actually drop?" Rhode muttered, calling the situation ridiculous.
Presumably, the process of getting injured just so Rhode could play the hero made Katerea feel like she had lost a lot of face.
After all, she also had one of the "Snakes" obtained from Ophis, the Infinite Dragon God. If she swallowed it, her strength would be on par with Creuserey's. Even if she wasn't sure of winning, she at least wouldn't have been defeated in a single exchange.
The gap between an Ultimate-class Devil and a Satan-class was simply too vast.
"I don't know what's going on, but Creuserey, I'll be your opponent!"
Serafall had a million questions for Katerea, but before that, she had to defeat the hell-bent Creuserey.
"Don't be in such a hurry! All of you bastards are going to die!"
As he spoke, Creuserey suddenly turned toward Azazel and roared.
"Vali Lucifer! What are you waiting for?! Have you betrayed us too, just like Katerea?!"
Seeing the situation turn against him, Creuserey immediately sought out his other ally.
Hearing his name called, Vali's lips twitched. He had intended to cooperate with the Old Devil Faction, but because of this unexpected variable, he had planned to observe a bit longer.
But since he had been exposed, there was no helping it.
While everyone's eyes were on him, a suit of pure white armor instantly encased Vali's body. He beat his wings and distanced himself from Azazel.
Sirzechs, Michael, and the others were even more shocked by this sight.
Again?
"Vali, you're choosing now to rebel?" Azazel asked with a calm expression, as if he had expected this.
"Sorry, Azazel. I like fighting the strong, but I can't do that on your side. So, I've decided to cooperate with the Old Devil Faction for the time being."
Vali shrugged, looking down at the battlefield from high above.
But in that instant, Vali's pupils shrank.
A white halo of light zoomed in from the distance, rapidly closing in on the position where he and Creuserey stood.
—Ultra Slash.
Rhode's intervention forcefully cut off what would have likely been a long-winded dialogue.
Faced with this seemingly unremarkable light disc, Vali originally intended to swat it away with one hand. However, when the disc was still about ten meters away, the soul of the White Dragon Emperor, Albion, residing within him urged in a frantic voice: "Dodge it, Vali!"
"?"
The distance vanished in a heartbeat. Vali suppressed his urge to reach out and beat his wings, flying away from the spot.
The next second, the light disc sliced through the atmosphere, its momentum unchecked as it streaked toward Creuserey.
Creuserey, whose power had been artificially boosted to Satan-class by the Dragon God's power, reacted in time. When he realized the attack came from that human, his face filled with disdain.
A mere mortal!
Creuserey reached out, intending to crush the disc with his now-infinite magical power.
However, in the very next second...
Squelch!
The light disc tore through Creuserey's palm as if it were wet paper. As a legitimate heir of the Asmodeus bloodline, Creuserey's physical strength was superior to other Devils, yet his hand was sliced open like tofu.
Scalding blood sprayed out, raining down from the sky.
If Creuserey hadn't reacted at the last possible second to dodge the strike aimed at his head, he would likely be dead already.
Even so, he felt no sense of relief.
The pain of his palm being split down the middle tore at his nerves once the initial adrenaline spike began to fade.
Creuserey stared blankly at his right hand. After a few seconds, he let out a piercing scream: "My... my hand! AHHHHHH!"
"No, that's wrong. At this point, you're supposed to shout, 'My King's Power!'"
The voice suddenly appearing right next to his ear made Creuserey's scream hitch. His blurry eyes finally focused on the person standing before him.
Rhode was currently giving Creuserey a thumbs-up.
"It's not quite the original version, but for catching my Ultra Slash with your bare hand, I'll give you credit for that."
"But who do you think you are? Zetton?"
Creuserey: "?"
What the hell are you talking about?!
He was currently dying of pain. And while he didn't know who "Zetton" was, he knew this guy was mocking him.
Enduring the agonizing pain, Creuserey glared at Rhode. "Who the hell are you?!"
Because his attention had been entirely on the leaders of the Three Factions, he had subconsciously ignored a human like Rhode.
"Since you've asked so sincerely, I shall be merciful and tell you. I am actually the true Asmodeus Devil King."
"You're Asmodeus?!"
Creuserey's pupils contracted, his face full of shock and suspicion.
If you're Asmodeus, then who am I?
But he quickly realized Rhode was messing with him again.
"You despicable, shameless human! Bastard! I'll kill you!"
Flames of rage practically erupted from Creuserey's eyes.
His intense hatred allowed him to temporarily forget the pain. He raised his remaining left hand, and dozens of magic circles manifested in the air.
An equal amount of magical energy poured out, but Creuserey immediately lost his lock on Rhode's figure.
The next second, alarm bells rang in his head.
The magical aura around his body expanded like an explosion, and several magic circles constructed a flawless defensive barrier around him.
Orange sparks blossomed in the void as cracks appeared simultaneously on the defensive magic circles.
It had to be admitted that Creuserey, after using the "Snake," was indeed not weak.
If the Underworld hadn't produced two Transcendents like Sirzechs and Ajuka, a guy like this might have actually caused significant trouble for the Three Factions.
In the original timeline, a normal Azazel was utterly thrashed by Katerea after she took the Snake. If he hadn't used centuries of Sacred Gear research to create a one-time Balance Breaker, Azazel would have lost face in front of the entire world. Even then, it cost him an arm.
Unfortunately for Creuserey, he had chosen Rhode as his opponent.
Seeing him wrap himself up like a cocoon in defensive magic, Rhode's attacks followed like a torrential storm.
Entering the realm of Super Acceleration, Rhode manifested spinning Ultra Slashes in both palms, carving into the defensive magic continuously.
In the accelerated world, even the sparks flew at a sluggish pace. When Rhode finally deactivated the acceleration, the world returned to its normal flow. Creuserey was now covered in crisscrossing bloody gashes, some deep enough to show bone.
To the onlookers, however, Creuserey had been reduced to this miserable state in the mere blink of an eye.
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