Chapter 130: Great Storm
On a branch of a Towering Ancient Tree not far away, there were also two Dumbfounded Figures.
"This is... Complete Frenzy?"
The white-bearded Old Man on the left, holding a Staff like a Cane, muttered.
"Nonsense, of course I know it's Complete Frenzy. The question is, what's with that Wild Beast that's even more terrifying than a Demon?"
On the other side, the capable middle-aged female Warrior with fire-like shoulder-length short hair rubbed her eyes, saying with a look that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
They were Kashya and Fara.
"What do we do now?"
Fara stroked his chest-length white beard, looking a little troubled.
"Sigh, what else can we do? Let's save him. To be honest, my Mood is also very conflicted right now. I Hope he can learn a lesson from this. I don't want to cultivate a terrifying Enforcer for Hell."
Kashya said with a bitter smile. There were already too many examples of Adventurers falling because they were weak-willed.
If I don't save him, Sharna, that little girl, will probably hate me for a lifetime, sigh...!!
Meanwhile, Belial's Situation was also very unfavorable.
What kind of Monster is this?!! It trembled as it sized up the colossus In Front of it, letting out a powerless groan.
It wasn't Diablo. Although it had a huge Body like Diablo, Diablo's red Skin was burning with the most evil and destructive Hell's Condemning Flame. The Monster In Front of it, however, had blood-red fur all over its Body, like a blood-red Werebear Form magnified several times.
No, there was also a big Difference from a Werebear Form. Although it was larger, overall, compared to the Werebear Form's clumsy and sturdy Body, it unexpectedly gave off a feeling of agility, as if it were a combination of Strength and Speed. Especially its Head, with slender, eerie ears, and those completely Blackening eyes, which seemed like a mass of brutal Dark Aura swirling, not only covering the entire eye socket but even extending to the forehead and ears, forming flame-like black markings. That blood-red fur emitted a heavy, bloody, brutal, and evil Aura.
The Strength of a Bear, the agility of a Wolf, and the Aura of a Demon.
"Whoosh..."
Belial, lost in thought, suddenly noticed the Sky darken.
It raised its Head and saw that the Monster In Front of it, which was neither Bear nor not-Bear, no, perhaps 'fiend' would be a more appropriate description, had lowered its Head. Its two black eye sockets were facing it directly, and its heavy breathing, carrying the Aura of a Wild Beast, felt like a torrent of hot air hitting its Body, kicking up gusts of dust from the Dirt on the ground. A chill immediately ran through its Body, and the Feeling of a mouse being cornered by a cat spontaneously arose.
Then. The next moment, everything went black In Front of it.
Without any warning, it didn't even say hello. That's not very Expert-like, is it? This was its first thought.
What a huge slap! This was its second thought.
A truck, no, it was like being hit by a high-speed train. Its Body curled up like a crumpled piece of paper, drawing a straight trajectory in the air. Then, with a "bang", it crashed into the Body of a Towering Ancient Tree with a diameter of about four or five meters.
This poor Giant Tree immediately let out "cracking" sounds of Painful groans. Its huge Body clearly shook violently several times, and even the Dirt on the ground splashed out with the shaking of its thick roots. Before long, the lush green leaves drifted down slowly, falling one after another like snow.
And Belial, which had been "Sneak attack-ed", was now as if embedded in the Ancient Tree, tightly "stuck" inside the tree trunk. Its beautiful ice-colored wing on the right side was bent into a bizarre V-shape.
Fortunately, as a Demon King, Belial's recovery ability was much stronger than that of a Class Changer. After regaining Consciousness from the intense blow and the Stun Status caused by the impact, it Barely shook its Body, pulling itself out of the tree trunk. Its two wings spread slightly, and the injured wing was already completely recovered.
"Judgment... Strength, unable to judge. Attack Speed, unable to judge."
It continued calculating with its dizzy Brain, but found that the current Situation had far exceeded its Budget. Yes, from the moment the Enemy entered Complete Frenzy, its precise Brain could no longer calculate anything.
"Judgment, Attack..."
Shaking its Head, it opened its beak again. Immediately, streaks of vibrating air waves swept directly towards the Enemy that was approaching it.
Mental Storm.
The air currents, mixed with astonishing destructive power, howled as they blew over the blood-red fiend-bear, kicking up a flurry of fur. But that was all; they couldn't even slow down its Speed.
"Judgment, Mental Attack is ineffective in the Complete Frenzy state. Within expectations."
Belial finally managed to make a correct Inference.
But it was already too late. After being attacked, the fiend-bear suddenly accelerated its Speed. In less than a breath's time, it had already swept In Front of it with astonishing speed. The next moment, its palm, bigger than a cartwheel, gripped its right side tightly.
Belial, with its phoenix-like posture, was over 3 meters wide when it spread its wings. At this moment, it was lifted in the palm like an old hen. Then, the furry blood-red palm squeezed hard. Immediately, "cracking" compression sounds came from Belial's Body. An expression of extreme Pain was revealed in its azure eyes. The half-wing exposed between the fingers had just recovered, but now it presented a strange shape again.
"Yi—"
Belial finally couldn't help but let out a sorrowful phoenix cry. Its snow-white Body, beautiful like ice and snow, struggled desperately. Its remaining left half-wing also constantly flapped against the opponent. Its six gorgeous Tails attacked all together.
But the Strength difference was too great. No matter how it struggled, it couldn't shake that palm in the slightest.
"Roar..."
Belial's struggle made the fiend-bear impatient. Its other hand grabbed Belial's left side. Immediately, the struggling wing was gripped tightly. Then, its hands tightened one by one, letting out a crisp "crack" sound. Just like the right wing, it presented a strange shape.
Gripped by both giant palms simultaneously, Belial could no longer move in the slightest. Only its six Tails, like flat and long flexible swords, fiercely stabbed the opponent's Body. Unfortunately, at most, they only pulled out a few hairs and had no effect at all. All it got in return was an even harder grip from the opponent.
"Whoosh..."
The fiend-bear saw Belial struggling Painfully. A ferocious and cruel smile appeared on its face. The black vortex in its eyes constantly trembled, showing its excitement and agitation. Its two palms slowly increased the force. The pleasure of completely destroying a beautiful thing gave its brutality the satisfaction of release.
What goes around comes around. When Belial was toying with the opponent using illusory reality, it probably absolutely wouldn't have expected that it would have this day.
"Yi—"
Belial's Painful wails constantly echoed on the open ground. It felt its Life draining away at an increasing speed. It probably couldn't last much longer. Then, it, having lost its Life, would be torn to pieces by the Enemy. But the opponent was not only more Powerful than it, but its Stats also happened to counter it well. Its Mental Type Skills were completely ineffective against the Life in the Complete Frenzy state.
"Cracking, cracking..."
Slight cracking sounds. Ice-blue Liquid had begun to seep out from the fiend-bear's palms. Ice-blue Liquid of the same color had begun to flow from its hard Corner of the mouth and its beautiful phoenix eyes. Belial began to feel the loss of Strength, and its Consciousness became increasingly blurry. Although the possibility of survival was almost zero, as a Demon King, it also had its dignity. Sitting and waiting for death was the behavior of a weakling.
Therefore, its colorful Tails were still desperately attacking. The crystal clear ice-blue Liquid gathered into a stream, flowing down along the momentum, slowly flowing onto its Tails, and then splashing open with the attacks, forming a tragically beautiful sight.
"Roar..."
The fiend-bear let out another Roar. The intense Presence formed a tangible black airflow that spread out from its Body with a 'whoosh'. The hard Dirt under its feet had completely cracked open, forming a circular cracked Dirt ground several meters in diameter.
Lacking patience, it finally lost the Mood for toying. Its two massive palms pulled with all their Strength.
"Hiss..."
Belial's last trace of Life drained away along with this immense Strength of tearing. Its dreamlike snow-white Body, like a fragile piece of white paper, was torn open from the center of its abdomen. Then, along that tear, it continued to tear open, up to the Head, down to the tail, and was finally completely torn in half. Perfectly, the left and right palms each held half.
Ice-blue Liquid splashed out from the Body torn in half. The entire sky above within a few meters immediately became like a layer of ice-blue Rainwater falling. One of the Four Great Demon Kings, an Existence that even the Three Prime Evils feared, the arrogant Belial, uh... its Projection, had only just descended upon this Act not long ago, yet it suffered a Waterloo-like cruel slaughter. It had to be said that it was a wonderful Sarcasm.