Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

Such a huge disparity in strength...

That shouldn't be the case! While angels and demons can't maintain an absolute balance of power, they shouldn't be too far apart!

Otherwise, the continent of Garan would have become a chaotic continent long ago, and the continent would have been devoured by demons without even the appearance of the Demon King!

Yes, yes, it must be that damned Demon King! Because of his appearance, the demons have been strengthened and driven into a frenzy!

“Looking at it this closely, she does indeed resemble little Renee quite a bit.” The succubus looked at me, her scarlet eyes cunning and sinister.

I bit my lip and didn't say anything.

She probably wouldn't notice that I was deliberately concealing the movement of my lips and chanting in the lowest possible voice.

"No wonder they're born of the same mother, that look in their eyes is exactly the same as when little Renee glared at me."

Akman clicked her tongue twice, practically pressing her face against the glass to get a better look.

"In the name of the Seraph, I summon you! Phoenix!!"

The Lost-Class Magic <Phoenix> silently activated behind me.

“Oh! This huge bird!” the succubus exclaimed.

Behind me, a series of bird calls came. A fiery red phoenix spread its wings.

The succubus finally felt threatened by me; she leaped away and grabbed her long whip.

The Phoenix Magic of the Angel race has two extremes: one is the ability to heal like rebirth, and the other is the ability to unleash deadly flames.

The former was for protection, while the latter was for killing.

"Oh, little Renee! Your sister's bird isn't as big as yours!"

The succubus raised her head and shouted at the top of her head.

Is Renee in that direction? I squinted and looked over.

Her long, silvery-white hair swayed in the wind, and I saw her immediately.

“Rennie Neil, once I win this war, I'll tie you up, pack you up, and take you back to Paradise Island! Understand?”

Renee didn't respond to me. She gave me a deep look and spoke to the succubus.

“Akman, the Demon King said that you are not allowed to kill the Seraphim.”

"Oh, I know, little Renee, don't worry about it."

What are you guys talking about?!

You know, angelic magic possesses divine power, which is perfect for countering demons. I have absolutely no chance of losing!

They don't look like they're taking this seriously at all! The succubus and the demon king are the same; they're acting like they're just playing a game!

162 Serpent Dragon

Phoenix!

I raised my longsword, and the phoenix responded with its cry.

Instantly, flames poured down from the sky.

In an instant, warm flames filled half the sky. Healing magic acted on all of us.

The angels, who had been severely wounded, were healed. The demons involuntarily jumped back to avoid the flames.

"Wow! No wonder he's an archangel!"

"Lady Estonia!"

"This is the first time I've ever been healed by Lady Istnia..."

"Let's give it our all! We'll contribute our strength to Lady Istnia!"

The angels looked up at me. I smiled back at them, then turned and glared fiercely at the succubus.

As I was concentrating on preparing for the second attack, a loud bang drew my attention.

boom--

A loud crash resounded, and even the ground shook slightly.

The black earth was cratered, and in the very center of the crater lay a person.

"Maysfield!"

"Michael!"

The Earth Warrior and the Water Warrior cried out and rushed towards the pit.

It's worth mentioning that, in a moment of desperation, the Water Hero actually called out the name that the Fire Hero had abandoned.

The Fire Warrior was covered in tiny wounds, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and black mud clung to his body.

Despite his disheveled state, the Fire Warrior showed neither pain nor loss of fighting spirit.

He stood up and raised his longsword once more.

The flames on the longsword had diminished considerably, but the serpentine fire dragon climbing on it was becoming increasingly realistic.

The dragon's whiskers are incredibly lifelike, and its claws are half-grabbing. Despite its small size, it possesses an unassailable majesty.

...This sword looks familiar.

"Seraph over there!" the Fire Hero shouted.

Hmm? Are you calling me?

I looked at him.

"Lend me the fire!"

"Ah? Okay, okay."

In this situation, there's no need to distinguish between you and me. Since he needs it, I'll lend him the flame.

I glanced at the succubus's situation. If she were to attack me now, I would have to put aside the matter of passing on the flame to the Fire Warrior.

However, the succubus stood with her arms crossed, as if waiting for me to finish what I was doing.

Without hesitation, I commanded the Phoenix to unleash a massive barrage of flames.

The raging fire that filled the sky was absorbed by that small sword.

From initial contact to complete inhalation, it takes only one breath.

Hey, this is bad...

Realizing that my magic had been drained, I slowed down my wings and gently landed on the ground.

The phoenix also disappeared because it no longer had the support of magic.

This guy!!!

It drained all my magic in one go!

"interesting."

The Demon King's voice appeared above my head. He stood in front of the succubus, smiling as he looked at the Fire Warrior on the ground.

"Akman, take the demon away, and you are not allowed to interfere," the Demon King commanded.

"Yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, the succubus bowed to the demon king in mid-air.

The demons who were still fighting also withdrew completely, just as the Demon King had ordered.

Only a demon king could make such a warlike demon retreat without hesitation.

The Demon King's words were undoubtedly a great help to me. This is good, now my soldiers only need to face one enemy.

I gritted my teeth and looked at the Demon King.

Once this demon is eliminated, light and justice will once again shine upon the earth!

“...Mikayi.”

The fire element around the Fire Warrior was boiling. The active element had reached a point where it was visible to the naked eye.

The longsword in his hand was like a bottomless pit, endlessly devouring fire elements.

The Fire Warrior's body felt incredibly heavy; with each step he took, he left a deep indentation in his footprint.

I saw a winding red dragon lying on that sword!

This reminds me of the sword that people in a distant Eastern country once worshipped.

The sword housed an ancient mythical beast that had long since become extinct; the sword and the dragon had long since merged into one.

The dragon has four claws, gripping the sword, its fierce dragon eyes slightly narrowed.

"Flame Creation Magic..." The Fire Hero struggled to lift the blade, "A Holy Dragon Born from the Flames..."

"Serpent Dragon Qikashi!"

Flames engulfed Michael, and the majestic dragon roar was deafening; the overflowing flames even made the air scorching hot.

The little dragon perched on the sword blade was gradually swelling and growing larger.

The holy dragon was born from flames. Its body coiled around Michael.

The Demon King's gaze turned serious, and he clenched his fists tightly.

No, that wasn't serious. The look in his eyes as he looked at the dragon was full of hatred...?

"Wind... creates magic."

The Demon King's tone was calm. But one could hear the hatred in the words he spoke.

"The Lost Sky Dragon Quinzczek".

The same majestic aura, the same powerful magic.

What's even more deadly is that the dragon summoned by the Demon King actually has a holy aura!

He's the Demon King! Why would he summon a holy dragon?!

The white dragon had a pair of emerald-green eyes. Its size was almost identical to that of the serpent dragon, except that the white dragon had a pair of wings on its back.