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Chapter 150 I'll Do It Myself

Saraca rolled her eyes at Belial and said nothing more.

But he acted as if he didn't know this idiot.

The demon's gaze quickly fell upon the red and silver armor. It perfectly matched Belial's previous description, and Saraca indeed sensed an unusual fluctuation of light emanating from this body.

It was the energy fluctuations that these inhabitants of darkness were born to loathe; the mere presence of them in the same space was enough to give them an involuntary urge to tear each other to shreds.

Annoying light.

Although Saraca didn't think much of Belial, Belial was still a member of the Sannomiya lineage, just like Saraca. The fact that Belial was repeatedly defeated by this opponent, excluding the possibility that it harbored resentment towards its father and was deliberately sacrificing itself, suggests that the opponent was likely quite powerful.

In short, we must not be careless.

Saraca was the first to attack. It roared and swung its demonic claws, releasing a domineering ball of blood-red magic power. The energy sphere, churning with blood mist, hurtled straight toward Shen You.

Shen You neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his left palm. The Ultra Barrier transformed into a wall in front of him, and crimson waves surged from the barrier, sweeping up the tables, chairs, and ornaments in the church with overwhelming force, crushing them into dust in mid-air.

But the magic, the countless fragments, and the hurricane were all blocked on the other side by the barrier, unable to be shaken in the slightest.

Barry made a move to run away, but Shen You waved his hand to interrupt him: "It's alright, I'll handle it."

As he spoke, his feet moved, and lightning burst forth. The afterimage behind the mobile suit, wrapped in lightning, vanished into thin air, as if it had broken through the shackles of space and time in the instant of acceleration.

Saraca's pupils contracted, and when he caught that blurry image again, the other person was already right up against his face.

So fast

In an almost instinctive defensive reaction, crimson magic was released from the demon, like a buffer shield enveloping its entire body.

However, it was completely useless.

The protective energy layer was like tofu dregs in front of the opponent. The fist shadow, crackling with azure arcs of electricity, didn't falter at all, like an electromagnetic cannon that had been fired without restraint, blasting through the demon's defenses. The deafening roar was like thunder tearing through the sky. The magic barrier shattered like a fragile layer of ice, and the fragments flew like countless crystals reflecting light.

Saraca coughed up a mouthful of blood, its body rising uncontrollably into the air. It felt the air around it distorting under the pressure, its body shooting upwards at supersonic speed as if propelled by a rocket. The church's old wooden ceiling structure shattered on its spine, sending lime dust flying everywhere.

The thick smoke and dust were pierced by the afterimage, and the demon flying backward seemed to merge into the sky, with the images of the city under the night sky rapidly receding in its vision.

My chest still feels a bit chilly, and I inexplicably feel a strong wind.

It instinctively looked down.

Oh, so it's pierced through the chest.

That monstrous punch sent a shiver down its spine. It thought to itself, "That's why I felt a chill, something's not right."

It had always thought that Belial was making things up to cover up his repeated defeats. How much stronger could an ordinary human be, even if he occasionally encountered someone slightly capable?

You can't just wander around like Shazam, all-powerful and buffed, can you?

But now it has changed its mind.

That bastard Belial shamelessly claimed that when they first met, he fought that creature of light for three hundred rounds, but in the end, he miscalculated a skill and was careless, which is why he was unfortunately defeated by the other party.

Damn it, that guy has the nerve to brag. With a cheat like that, it's already a miracle that Belial's trash clone could withstand three of his attacks, okay?

After all, even Saraca couldn't withstand three moves.

Ultra Shooting!

Released through the armor's hand, azure light shot out from Shen You's hand. The demon in mid-air was instantly engulfed by the radiance and crushed into ashes.

Belial was also astonished by what he saw.

This speed, this explosiveness... it feels like it's many times more overpowered than when I first encountered it.

Although it knew that Saraca was no match for it, it was still unexpected that it would be defeated so quickly.

You beings of light, do you also break through realms and level up at will?

Belial was still looking up at the hole in the ceiling when suddenly a burst of electricity exploded beside him. When he turned his head, he saw Shen You had already appeared in front of him.

"Dude, that was amazing! Your skills just now, that hook, that idiot Saraca must be furious right now."

Belial was all smiles, seemingly happier than the opposing team despite the death of his teammates.

Shen You gave the demon a strange look.

A somewhat perplexing question involuntarily began to linger in my mind.

Was this demon like this when I first encountered it, or did it get mentally damaged from dying so many times?

Noticing that all eyes were on him, Belial's smile froze.

Oh right, I almost forgot.

It seems like it's my turn next?

Shen You slowly raised the palm cannon.

"etc."

Belial raised his claw and smiled.

"Hey, we're already so familiar, why be so formal? There's no need for you to do it yourself."

As he spoke, he raised his right claw, and a surge of dark and domineering magical energy churned in his palm.

"I can handle this little thing myself."

boom!

The magic in his palm erupted, and the domineering impact instantly shattered the demon's head into dust. The headless demon collapsed to its knees, and its remaining remains quickly turned to ashes.

Barry, the trainee Flash, was stunned by what he saw for the first time.

Are all demons these days so ruthless? Ruthless to their teammates, and even more ruthless to themselves?

But if we're talking about shock, absolutely no one present could compare to the bishop who witnessed the entire process.

This bishop, once a devout believer who trusted the supreme sovereign to deliver judgment, first witnessed the summoned goddess chatting and laughing with the other side while holding a soup spoon. Then two more sons of the gods appeared, but one was gone in a flash, and the other seemed to be mentally challenged, not only failing to help his teammate when he was attacked but also spewing insults from the sidelines. In the end, he simply shot himself in the head.

So what kind of gods do I actually believe in?

Is it a homonym?

In the quiet air of the church, there was a faint sound as if something was breaking.

That was the sound of a once unwavering belief shattering into dust.

Then he went crazy.

"Hahahaha, it's all fake, all fake!" The bishop began to laugh maniacally. "What gods, what divine punishment, what salvation of the world? It's all fake, all fake! Hahahaha!"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

That was a chop to the neck from Batman.

Batman hates hearing people laugh like that.

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