"Though incomplete, it's a body I haven't had in hundreds of years! My own body feels so good!"
The black cocoon shattered, revealing the ominous being within.
It was a humanoid figure enveloped in dark magic, resembling a black bodysuit, revealing only its head and neck. Its disproportionate limbs, sharp tail, and dark wings indicated it was far from human.
Its pointed horns, ashen skin, and black markings around its eyes and mouth, along with its sharp black teeth, declared its identity: a demon from the Netherworld.
Zagred looked at Patri, coldly saying, "Elf chosen by the four-leaf clover grimoire, I'll make you experience despair, just like Licht that day!"
Patri's eyes widened in disbelief. "What do you mean?"
Before Zagred could answer, Rhya interjected, "You incited humans to slaughter us 500 years ago! To create a five-leaf clover grimoire, but Licht and the human prince stopped you!"
Zagred was taken aback, sensing something was amiss.
Patri was stunned, staring at Rhya. Rhya hadn't mentioned this before!
Rhya glanced at Drake. He'd sensed something was wrong, but without Drake, he would've been manipulated; he wouldn't have seen the demon's surprise.
Zagred tried to remain calm; he needed to make Patri despair and create the five-leaf clover grimoire.
He continued, "I didn't expect you to know so much, but I've obtained a body…"
Drake interrupted, "Why do you think we'd continue as planned, knowing everything?"
Zagred was frustrated; he couldn't make Patri despair; his own composure was failing.
Drake continued, "We couldn't find your avatar, but here you are!"
Zagred glared at Drake, as if to devour him.
Drake continued, "You thought everyone was your pawn, but didn't we use your plan to revive the elves? We have a feasible resurrection magic. Watch the elves revive, then be destroyed!"
"Damn humans!" Zagred's rage exploded.
"Kotodama Magic: Blade Storm!"
Numerous swords appeared, attacking Drake. Drake, using his fire wings, dodged and taunted.
"What? Are you enraged?"
"This is the result of a lowlife's schemes; it's laughable!"
"Is this the legendary demon? You're just a clown!"
Drake was psychologically attacking Zagred.
Rhya sighed. "Drake is ruthless!"
But Rhya smiled; seeing the manipulated demon so enraged was satisfying.
Turning to Patri, Rhya said, "I'm sorry for keeping it from you."
Patri shook his head. "It's not Mr. Rhya's fault; I fell into the demon's trap. You were right to hide it…"
Rhya placed his hand on Patri's shoulder. "Though Licht should say this, it's what I and the others think. Thank you for your efforts; they weren't in vain."
Patri broke down, crying.
The Blade Storm stopped; Drake could breathe. "Are you done?"
Rhya shouted, "Can't you try harder? Don't let that troublesome kid fulfill the demon's wish!"
Drake turned to Zagred. "No one will despair; there'll be no five-leaf clover grimoire."
Zagred was frantic. "You were chosen by the four-leaf clover grimoire! I'll give you the deepest pain, despair!"
As he was about to use Kotodama Magic, two figures charged.
"No one will despair!" x2
Black and light-green wings spread; Asta and Yuno attacked Zagred.
Zagred opened his mouth, commanding, "Stop!"
They felt the air freeze; they stopped.
"Crush! Split! Shatter!"
They were struck, falling to the ground; the ground shattered like under cannon fire.
"Imitation Magic: Dark Magic: Dark Cloaked Avidya Slash!"
"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"
Rhya and Drake attacked.
"Vacuum Wall!" "Earth Shield!"
Walls appeared, blocking their attacks.
Zagred raged. "Mere humans and elves! You dare mock me!"
"Blade Storm!"
Countless swords forced Rhya and Drake back.
Rhya said, "What kind of magic is that?!"
Drake exhaled. "Word-spirit magic; it recreates various magic effects through words; it can summon matter. The demon's immense magic power is difficult to counter; ordinary magic is ineffective."
Rhya complained, "How do we defeat him?"
Drake said confidently, "That's why I brought them!"
Asta and Yuno burst from the ground. Asta had countered most of the attacks, so they were unharmed. They attacked before Zagred could use another spell.
Zagred raised his arm; a large gash appeared—from Asta's Demon-slaying Sword.
"Heal!"
The gash healed instantly.
Zagred, enraged, couldn't tolerate it.
"You dared injure me! Humans empowered by elf magic… and you, my comrade who stole my grimoire, betray me!"
Zagred sensed Yuno, despite having elf magic and power, hadn't fully achieved elf transformation to reach the sanctuary that repels demons. His attacks were limited; Asta's anti-magic was the greatest threat.
He attacked Asta.
"Blade Storm!"
Countless swords flew towards Asta; they were physical, not magic, so Asta had to withstand their force.
As Asta struggled to block them, Zagred spoke.
"Bind!"
Black threads emerged, binding Asta's arms and body.
"Asta!"
Drake, Yuno, Rhya, and Patri knew Asta was key; they wouldn't let Zagred attack him.
Zagred used Blade Storm again—magical swords that pierced magic. They had to defend against the swords, unable to help Asta.
"Iron Spear!"
Zagred summoned a massive iron sand spear, aiming at Asta.
As Asta was about to be impaled, a figure appeared. He took the Demon-slaying Sword; the rusty sword shone, becoming majestic.
"Anti Magic: Demon-Slayer Sword: Black Divider!"
The spear split; Zagred lost an arm and a wing.
"You are…!"
"Licht-sama!" Patri exclaimed.
The Blade Storm stopped; they didn't rush to save Asta. With Licht, Zagred couldn't harm Asta.
"Light Magic: Lamp Avior!"
A small sun appeared, piercing the demon.
"Damn!" The wounded Zagred roared, forgetting to heal himself.
Drake smiled. "Old friends from 500 years ago; a touching reunion!"
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