Chapter 480 You Are Not Worthy to Know the Master's Name
"Arrogant!"
Hearing Ayato's words, the kimono-clad Cursed Spirit's expression darkened, anger flashing in his eyes.
In his opinion, Ayato was simply arrogant to the extreme.
With his strength, even an ordinary Satan wouldn't fear him.
The Cursed Spirits behind him were even more furious, all speaking out.
"Haha, my lord, let me handle this."
"My lord, let me do it. I haven't tasted a Devil yet."
Both the Cursed Spirits and the possessed humans had crimson eyes, as if ready to devour.
The kimono-clad Cursed Spirit didn't waste words, only lazily waving his hand.
"Kill them."
"Yes, my lord."
All the Cursed Spirits simultaneously shot towards Ayato and the others.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Their Cursed Energy surged. They were all rare Special-grade Cursed Spirits.
Hum!
Silently, the air began to oscillate.
Various techniques evolved into lightning, flames, hurricanes, rainstorms... crashing down upon the group.
Facing all this, Ayato couldn't even be bothered to move.
But to the eyes of all the Cursed Spirits, it looked like he simply couldn't react.
For a moment!
Ferocious, cold smiles appeared on all the Cursed Spirits' faces.
But soon.
The smiles on their faces froze.
Somehow, Hana's figure had already appeared before Ayato.
A tangible spiritual energy shield instantly spread out.
Rumble! Rumble!
Like countless bombs exploding.
None of the Cursed Spirits' techniques left the slightest ripple on the spiritual energy shield.
Like fireworks, they simply exploded and vanished completely.
This scene!
Made all the Cursed Spirits' expressions change drastically.
Even the kimono-clad Cursed Spirit's pupils contracted slightly.
"How dare you attack Master?"
Hana's expression was cold.
"You... will all die."
The moment her voice fell, Hana's spiritual energy was no longer restrained, bursting forth.
Her arm bent, and she threw a punch.
Boom!
A spiritual energy beam, as if piercing sky and earth, tore through the void, engulfing these Special-grade Cursed Spirits at an unbelievable speed.
"AAAAHHHH!"
Miserable screams rose and fell. The bodies of these Special-grade Cursed Spirits grew increasingly ethereal, all falling helplessly from the sky.
"Who are you?"
Watching his subordinates, all barely alive, the kimono-clad Cursed Spirit's pupils contracted violently.
"Hana, merely Master's servant."
Hana replied calmly. "As for Master's name, you are not worthy to know."
Bang!
The sound waves still echoed as the ground shattered.
The kimono-clad Cursed Spirit's figure shot forward like a great star. His originally human-like form had transformed into a hideous monster.
"Since that's the case, I'll kill you first."
"Then kill your master."
It roared. Its entire arm had swollen nearly tenfold, slapping towards Hana.
A lion fights a rabbit...
With full strength.
Since they were enemies, it naturally had to first kill this Devil who was infinitely close to a fierce god.
Then deal with that so-called master, whose depth it couldn't fathom.
Bang!
A muffled sound emerged.
The air rippled visibly.
The kimono-clad Cursed Spirit's eyes widened.
Horrified, it found that Ayato had appeared before it at some point, blocking its palm strike.
Its full-power attack...
Felt like it had hit a great mountain.
Unable to budge it in the slightest.
But how was this possible?
It was a dignified fierce god, capable of fighting even a Satan.
Could it be...
That the other was an existence beyond Satan?
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck the kimono-clad Cursed Spirit's chest, nearly piercing it completely.
The terrifying force made the Cursed Spirit's body uncontrollably fly backward, smashing through walls.
"Master, don't kill it."
Hana said, "Its strength is just right. I should be able to devour it."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Ayato gave her a head pat. "If I wanted to kill it, I could have done it just now."
"You..."
The kimono-clad Cursed Spirit picked itself up from the ground, a flicker of humiliation in its eyes.
These people...
Completely disregarded it.
As if it were a dish, to be eaten whenever.
At the same time as its anger...
Was boundless fear.
That woman aside...
This man was a genuine monster.
It was absolutely no match for him.
"Damn it, just you wait."
The kimono-clad Cursed Spirit roared, its body crashing through the roof as it tried to escape.
"Wind, seal this place."
Just then, a voice seemed to drift on the breeze.