Chapter 203: Passage to Hell (4)
A tremendous explosion echoed across the battlefield. The surge of force was enough to flatten a plain, and in the blink of an eye, monsters that had once blanketed the landscape were pulverized and swept away, leaving nothing but silence and broken earth.
“You bastard!” roared one of the demons, as all three remaining named demons charged Ketal at once. Their combined powers unleashed a storm that seemed capable of unmaking the world itself.
Abaddon wielded the authority of destruction, with a single strike carrying the potential to reduce anything to dust, leaving no hope of recovery. Stheno commanded the power of whirl, able to twist and tear through the very fabric of reality. Bael, meanwhile, controlled the force of ruin, stripping meaning and value from all things, casting them into decay.
These were not mere monsters. Each of these demons stood at the very apex of Hell, each a disaster given flesh. Now, all three combined their powers, their attacks converging in a single, unstoppable wave meant to erase Ketal from existence.
However, Ketal’s body was unyielding. No matter how their powers battered him, his form stood firm—like an immovable pillar in the heart of a storm, his flesh absorbing and dispersing every strike.
Instead of retreating, Ketal lunged forward, and in a heartbeat, he was face to face with Abaddon. The demon thrust his spear—a weapon infused with the power to annihilate flesh and soul, leaving nothing behind. A single touch would spell doom for any living being.
Ketal caught the spear barehanded and, with a flex of his arm, snapped it like a twig. Then he swung his axe, splitting Abaddon clean in half.
The other two demons attacked, hurling their power at Ketal’s unguarded back. He simply spun, gripping his axe, and deflected their authority as if swatting away gnats. Again, Ketal charged. His body became a blur as he crossed the distance to his next opponent before they could even react. Another demon was split in two, reduced to a broken heap.
“This is madness!” Stheno gasped, who had reconstituted his body after being cut down. His face was a mask of disbelief. There are three of us, and yet we can’t do a thing to him!
He felt like a child helplessly fighting against an adult. He had felt the same hopelessness when fighting the High Elf Queen.
Is this barbarian’s power supposed to be on par with a Hero? Stheno thought. But Lubitra said he could hold his own against him!
When Ketal had faced Lubitra, he hadn’t recognized demons as his enemies. However, after the battle in Kalosia’s holy land, Ketal had decided that the demons were his true enemies. If they were his enemies, he would fight them with everything he had.