Chapter 736: [Battle Start!]

Allen snorted coldly and swung his trademark sword; Rebellion.

The distance between him and his enemies neared zero, the feeling of a cold spark played over his brain, it's the accelerated feeling he always got when he was fighting at his limits. Facing a large number of demons and fallen angels, Allen brought his sword down without hesitation.

One of the demons with bull-like horns slashed at him and his sword intersected with his in mid-air, and space was torn asunder by light effects similar to lightning. The demon brought its hugely rebounded sword over its head for another strike, while Allen just let Rebellion move as it wanted and rushed at the demon’s chest.

“You’re too slow!”

Allen caught the neck of the demon that was double his size with his left hand, staying close to it.

In combat, Allen would always find out the enemy’s attack range and try to stay in a position outside of it, but in the case of such a huge enemy, blind spots often appear at the least suitable moments. Of course, it is very dangerous to stop there for long, but no matter how strong an enemy is, there will always be a time while the enemy tried to recover from a stance that had collapsed.

Bringing back his right hand with the sword, Allen stabbed into the demon’s unprotected neck.

"Raaa!!"

Gatsu!!

With the sound of a hard object breaking, Rebellion went through the demon’s neck.

"Gogaaaaaa!!"

Blood spewed out like a fountain and the demon let out a bestial roar. Allen pulled back his sword and turned around, his leg whipping at its exposed chest, sending it flying away and crashing at two or three more demons behind it. Then, Allen raised his right-hand parallel to the ground and pointed to the group in front of him. His magic activated.

“Flame Freeze!” he muttered.

"Flame Freeze " was wide-area magic that Allen created.

It could prevent anything from burning. This magic could suppress the temperature of targets within a certain threshold.

The groups that had started to cast flame magic and want to shoot him down suddenly felt cold and everything around them froze over. Some were even turned into blocks of ice in instant, while some were able to retain their life due to their high power levels. However, their faces were extremely pale.

Before they could jump back in retreat, Allen had already charged towards them. In a flash, he was already in the demons' formation and waving Rebellion without care.

The terrifying image of someone chopping through flesh with a sharp, black sword without an ounce of mercy or emotion just like splitting watermelons, blood spewing out like a fountain and chopped limbs and bodies and viscera littered the ground, was all the more shocking than using magic to obliterate them in an instant. Thus, in comparison to their allies being reduced to ashes, and without leaving anything behind, this scene terrorized the enemy even more.

Despite their difficult situation they still gritted their teeth and rushed at Allen to engage, but their morale was completely crushed by the time the twenty-fifth person had been cut down. They watched Allen with the same eyes they would use on a monster. But that is the truth. There's no other word suited for him at this moment. Only a Monster.

In just a few seconds, over twenty elites and knights of hell were reduced to a blobby mess of flesh, not to mention, at Asmodeus side was even more horrifying due to the hell-fire burning around and cries of pain and agony. Even still, there are too many of them, aren't they? Did Mammon summon all the Hell Knights from all over the Demon World?

Never did Allen think there would be so many in the Imperial Capital. Allen surveyed the surrounding and the demons and fallen angels seemed to have increased their number even more. Then, his gaze turned towards the enormous castle a few blocks away.

Allen had never tried to hide his arrival. He knows that it was futile as Vergil can sense him clearly within a hundred kilometers. Even if he tried to hide, it would still be in vain. His and Vergil’s connection is not so simple that can be easily severed or fooled—as long as one has life within them they can always feel the connection between each other.

This is the resonating of the soul.

Well, doesn’t matter.

A cold light flashed across Allen’s eyes.

No matter how many come, I just have to kill them all.

Several of the demons and fallen angels descended to block his path, but he only sneered in contempt. Even if ants gathered, they would still be ants in the end!

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Allen aimed at the front one and moved his sword. He continued his slaughter. A silver wind flew across with a speed that the eye could barely follow. Everywhere the wind passed over, blood and flesh flew as an enemy demon died on the spot.

“Razor Wind!”

At this moment, what came from Allen was the true wind.

Sharp razor winds mercilessly tore through and eviscerated the skin of the demon. After almost an hour of fighting, on the ground, blood was flowing like a river, and corpses were strewn everywhere. With one simple glance, one could already estimate that there were at least over a hundred corpses piled up like mountains.

Dead bodies lay scattered on the snow. Most of those that were slain were killed instantly, and only some of them suffered multiple injuries on their bodies. Most of them were had their heads chopped off.

Without a change in his expression, Allen turned towards the rest of the demons and fallen angels surrounding him. His gaze was ice-cold.

At this moment, most demons and fallen angels were now terrified. Allen’s power is just too strong. If one rushed at him, he would kill one. If fifty attack him, sixty bodies would fall down the ground dead.

He’s just too strong!

This is the Great Demon Prince..!

The one the Demon World feared!!

As for Allen, he was currently feeling some kind of strange emotion within him as blood and death surrounded him. As if it had lighted the wick that leads to an explosion in his heart!

Allen felt like there was lava flowing underneath his feet and a whirlwind in his head. Inside his body, right at that moment, he felt like something had exploded. With a savage grin, he didn’t wait for anyone this time and instead shot towards the group of demons. His muscles and blood all felt like they had become ‘excited’. His body’s senses felt sharper than before, he could even feel through the blood flowing through his blood channels and his heart beating…

At this time, Allen didn’t think of anything other than ‘kill’ in his heart.

The mysterious thing was that Allen felt that his awareness still remained completely clear. This kind of bloodthirst, although it was difficult to restrain, it was a conscious action. It was contradictory just like flames that had ignited on ice.

It seems like I had already adapted since the first time.

He knew that his massacre would cause countless people to die, but at the same time, he also felt the impulse, the hunger, and thirst to slaughter every single living being bubbling up in his heart.

“...Since you seek for it, then I will give it to all of you! Are you ready to say goodbye to this world?"

Like an excited wolf pouncing into a flock of sheep, Allen let out a mad laugh as he plunged into the group, causing screams and cries of despair to resound in the entire world.

These people in front of him weren’t people anymore in his eyes…

To him, they were just as puny and as low as little ants…

Ants that could be stepped without care, kill without hesitation, and destroy till even ash was gone!

Boom~

Boom~

Kacha~

Kacha~

Allen had a very clever choice with timing. Just when all the demons and fallen angels became mind absent due to fear for a brief moment, he had already appeared in front of them and slew the few demons that were blocking the front.

BOOM!!!

Like a Shock Wave Blast, Allen quickly sped through! He, who was in ‘Killing God’ mode was completely different from his usual appearance. His eyes glinted with a golden spark of lightning as his clothes and hair moved with the wind. Bright lightning sparks appeared on the surrounding of his body. And a mysterious and strange ring of light appeared right below his feet!

Allen didn’t care about their shock and terrified expressions. He only wished for bloodbath and slaughter right now. Only that would appease the deep emotion he felt in his heart!

"Come! Since you're here, then never return again! Let's dance in this whirlpool of death!!"

Like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, Allen dominated everything around him.

The demons didn’t even have any time to react. Even the strong warriors hidden amongst them could only see a golden person-like figure charging forward like a Demon God. Allen was even fiercer than a tiger who entered a flock of sheep. In an instant, he started his violent, mad manslaughter. Only after countless heads and limbs flying off and a sea of blood spurting out from necks… did they finally hear Allen’s roar that he had shouted earlier!

Absurd, his movement speed was even faster than his roar.

When his thunder-like furious roar finally shook and resounded throughout the entire City, Allen had already killed at least a hundred people. It didn’t matter if they were high-leveled or low-leveled, it didn’t matter if the monsters and beasts that joined the fray were big or small, every single demon in front of him had all been instantly killed by him.

The demons and fallen angels were like wheat that was being harvested with a sickle, cut to the ground one after another. When he rushed through them like the wind, even their torn limbs would fly from the force of the wind, dispersing in all direction. They could neither react nor escape in time, they could not even cry out in time. Just like that, they were immediately killed by Allen who was like a berserk Demon God.

“Ding!”

As Allen charged through, killing all enemies on his sight, suddenly, to his surprise, when he was slashing his blade towards an ordinary-looking fallen angel, he realized that he could actually block his thunder-like attack. There was a strange feeling coming off from this person’s body. Allen couldn’t help but feel that he was different from the rest.

The fallen-angel let out a loud roar and Rebellion was actually repelled. Immediately after, he hid within the crowd, as if running away. Frowning, Allen charged over his leg kicking and sending all the surrounding demons flying away as if he was a hurricane passing by. Then, he used his [Setsurigan] and looked towards the weird fallen angel who was the one who could withstand his furious attack.

When he saw through him, Allen suddenly had an enlightening realization.

A Malebranche…!

And he must be one of the leaders as well!

While Allen was eyeing him over, the Malebranche was terrified. With that exchange just now, he finally understands that even with his power level, he could still do nothing against Allen.

Is this the power of a Demon Prince?!

It was said that the Demon Prince was already weakened. And yet now! Is this how it means to be weakened…?!

The Malebranche couldn’t imagine that he would fall short at the last moment. His eyes looked like they were about to explode, and he shouted madly in his heart. Indeed, this is madness! Capturing the Demon Prince is like a child trying to kill a wild tiger barehanded.

Utterly impossible!

Just at that moment when the Malebranche was in tremendous panic and shock, suddenly, he felt a wave of chilly wind behind his back. When he heard the chilly wind whistling behind him, the Malebranche immediately turned around but it was all too late.

The sharp edge has already landed diagonally on his shoulder at an incredible force, completely cutting down his head and half of his shoulder.