NOVEL WEB Chapter 1435: Rematch
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"I also choose to walk this path, so don't blame me for what I will do to you, Dylan…"
As Blake spoke, his aura erupted, cosmic spiritual energies surged, as two draconic claws appeared, a draconic jaw, eyes, and then…
"ROOOAAARRR!"
A whole spiritual cosmic dragon manifested out of Blake's Aura, this was his Spiritual Cosmic Dragon Avatar, a "second body" he could control at will.
"W-WHA…?!"
Dylan gasped in disbelief, as the Cosmic Spirit Dragon smashed his face with its giant tail, throwing him down and then making him roll through the floor.
CRAAASH!
As that happened, the dragon rushed towards Dylan, its sharp claws slashing down at him and unleashing a devastating barrage of infernal, cosmic flame-powered attacks!
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
"Impossible…! Were you…! Holding back this entire time?!"
"Holding back would be an understatement. More like I had yet to even fight for real."
"B-BASTARD! YOU KEEP PLAYING WITH ME! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! YOU BELIEVE YOURSELF SUPERIOR TO ME?! A HERO?! THE ONLY DAMN THING IN MY LIFE, AND YOU STEAL IT FROM ME?! THE GLORY SHOULD BE MINE AND MINE ALONE!"
Fueled with jealousy, hatred, and resentment, Dylan snapped, his body suddenly grew even larger, thrice as big, reaching up two ten meters of height.
A pair of black feathered wings sprouted from his back, and a corrupted black and red angelic halo appeared above his head, bleeding constantly.
This was the power of "Lucifer's Crystal", a fragment of his own Demonic Core. It didn't just grant a powerful transformation but also his powers, which weren't purely demonic.
After all, Lucifer was a Fallen Archangel, and even now, he still kept the powers he had as an Archangel, further strengthened with his Demonic Power.
His crystals inherited those that absorbed them both of these powers, even though they were but a tiny part of them, it made anybody immensely strong.
Lucifer didn't give such pieces without worry, however, and chose carefully who could bear it and who deserved it among his pawns.
Blake assumed that Dylan must have been a good dog for him and the Demonic Cults, earning himself the privilege of obtaining a crystal, helping him grow past his limits.
But what was the point of even growing stronger with the help of the demons by betraying humanity, if his sole purpose with growing stronger was to protect humanity from the demons themselves?
Dylan had completely lost his mind, and Blake knew it.
"HAHAHA! I FINALLY HAVE THE POWER TO DO AS I PLEASE! EVERYONE HERE, ALL OF YOU! I HATE YOU! DIE!!!"
Dylan floated in midair, as he spread out his wings, revealing hundreds of eyes and firing crimson beams everywhere, as chaos finally broke out in the audience, which were still shocked.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
As that happened, several of the Demonic Cultists hiding in the crowd had stepped out and transformed into their Demonic Forms, told to kill anybody in sight that wasn't a cultist, especially the students!
"HUH?!"
However, Dylan quickly realized his beams didn't even actually hit the people, although they were scared by the sounds of the explosions, as a holy barrier encased him and Blake together.
"The power of the Saintess?! Her barrier…! How can it resist my power?!"
"She has also grown pretty strong; Elizabeth can easily keep you inside.
"Hahaha…! And you think I dislike that either?! I'll make sure to tear you to shreds!"
"Are you sure you're not the one trapped in here, Dylan?"
"SILENCE!"
As Dylan was about to reach Blake, his Cosmic Spirit Dragon Aura stopped him, opening its jaws and blasting him away with a powerful dragon breath.
BOOOMMM!!!
"Uuuggh?! AAAGGGHHH!"
Dylan screamed in agony as his skin burned painfully, despite how tough he had become and how he even merged with his damned armor, he was still suffering so much damage.
"He's definitely going to become Lucifer's Vessel, so I can't take him down immediately. I need to make him struggle enough to bring him down…"
Blake's eyes shone brightly as his plan started to come in motion, then as his Cosmic Spirit Dragon Aura battled Dylan, he glanced back at the panicking audience, as the Demonic Cultists started attacking the people.
The soldiers were the first to step into the battle, clashing against them, but the Demonic Cultists, in their Demonic Monster forms, were much tougher, easily pushing them around. They also had Demonic Spirits, which further boosted their destructive power.
Nonetheless, Blake already knew that these people were going to be safe either way.
SLASH!
"Uuuggh!"
As a deadly claw tore through a soldier's chest, he thought he would die… However, a blinding light covered his wound, healing it instantly.
"What? T-The Saintess?"
Elizabeth was looking at him from afar, nodding.
With Elizabeth here, and her greatly enhanced divine abilities, everyone would be kept safe and alive.
She was one of the reasons why Blake was so confident about facing this ordeal, all to bait Lucifer into descending into a vessel and then attempt to damage his soul as much as possible before their actual battle.
To Blake, this entire thing wasn't really an unfortunate incident, but a lucky chance he simply could not miss.
But Elizabeth alone wasn't all the reasons why he was so confident.
"You know what to do, everyone! Take care of the cultists! My Spirits will take care of the rest outside. I'll take care of Dylan."
The plan was simple, his friends would protect all the prime targets of the demonic cultists in the arena audience while his spirits would go to the city and take care of those creating the giant pentagram.
This pentagram was, after all, a Demon Gate.
TRUUUM!
The skies trembled as Blake saw clouds turn deep red, slowly, a tear through space began to emerge, where demonic creatures began to pour from.
It was just starting, and it would expand slowly, but Lucifer planned to flood the entire city with demons using a city-wide Demon Gate.
"As if your pitiful friends could ever stop us, Blake!"
"We know very well that you're only the strong one!"
"As long as Dylan keeps you trapped there, we are free to slaughter as we please!"
"All these young students and their tender meat and spirit orbs are ours!"
The Demonic Cultists roared, smiling with their vicious beast-like faces, some resembled wolf heads, others were goats, and some giant lizards or dragon-like faces, their monstrous forms varied in both chimeric appearance and power.
"Who are you calling weaklings?!"
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