"How bothersome~ "

Vanessa muttered first and than turned her head afterwards.

Her emotionless gaze focused on the figure of Aynz o'roth. Who with a scythe in his hand, advanced towards her and her Master.

Where, the scythe was something Aynz had summoned after his previous wrathful, indignant and outraged cry. It had a three meter long obsidian-black handle and a two meter wide crimson-red curved blade adorned with thin pulsating blood veins.

The scythe hummed a thick brutality and a dense cruelty. It throbbed in rhythm with his steps, which were bold yet measured. His eyes were wide, full of wrath.

His presence erupting and spreading unabashedly, disregardfully and apathetically, a result of the humiliation that rocked his heart.

Even the five Inferior Greater Demons, who had actually subordinated themselves to him, and Nyra, who had willingly accepted to become his woman, were all pushed onto their knees, immediately. As the mountainous weight of Aynz presence sought to crush them, thoroughly.

Their knees dug into the stoned ground of the city square, which ruptured in a cobweb shape around them. The cracking sound was apparent and painful, making them grunt at the crushing suffocation and stifling suppression.

After all, it was the Aura/Presence of a Higher Greater Demon unleashed at its fullest. Even further charged by Aynz's own fury and Demonic Energy.

Needless to say, under no circumstances could mere ordinary Inferior Greater Demons ever hope to contend or even struggle against it.

Their expression went ashen within seconds with all the blood drained from their faces.

They clenched their jaws and gritted their teeths, doing every thing in their power to stand against the gargantuan pressure coming from Aynz's presence.

Their hearts went cold with sheer trepidation, each erratic thump against their chest was a glaring reminder of the realization they had of just how big a gap was there between them and him, now.

However, they couldn't do anything but merely grit their teeths even harder to prevent their consciousness from slipping into unconsciousness.

Only now did they fully compherend that they had already been surpassed and left behind in the dust. That they had already subordinated themselves, lowered themselves to the one who was once there equal or even weaker than them but a mere few days ago, just yesterday.

The six realized that prior to now, their subconscience had actually refused to regard Aynz o'roth as a Higher Greater Demon.

Someone superior and better than them.

Additionally, as their minds and bodies began to be overwhelmed from the sheer pressure of Aynz's presence. The six accepted that they had completely refused to acknowledge the harsh truth.

The undeniable reality, and were living in their own fantasies and wishful thinking.

Meanwhile, the presence, did not only affect those five, rather it spread to the furtherest corners of the wide city square, causing the demons observing the situation from afar to quickly flee in panic in further outward.

Which they barely managed to do, only because of the unknown aid they got which they didn't know came from where.

Otherwise the sudden outburst of presence from a Higher Greater Demon would've naturally crushed them to a bloody pulp in mere instances.

Anyways, for the chaotic crowd, it did not matter how they survived; what all mattered was that they did.

"Master, I don't understand, why are we protecting these lowly demons?

Or even preventing the problem from causing unnecessary harm, instead of simply eliminating the source of the whole problem and getting done with it?"

"Exactly, master!...

Both me or Yanz Olk are perfectly capable of dealing with this arrogant and delusional Higher Greater Demon, who thinks he can get away scot-free after creating so much needless disturbance and damage in the city square."

"My pupils, first and foremost, you both should not forget that even ants have there own roles to play in a working society, that is why we are protecting them.

As for dealing with that Higher Greater Demon; for now we have been ordered to stay put and observe and not to take any actions whatsoever. And I suppose, I don't need to enlighten you about where those orders came from, correct."

The master responded, his tone calm and even. His gaze focused on the crowd frantically running out of the city square. He was standing on a three-storey building amongst the many bordering the square.

Moreover, he wasn't alone, there were a total of ten Nobel Demons present there at the moment, who have all been called forth by the Sovereigns of Erythron for a reason unknown.

Well, a few of them knew and were already aware of the reason why, while the other few did not, all because of there own lacking resources and connections.

Furthermore, all these demons were standing on many different buildings bordering the square. There positions aligning with the four cardinal and intercardinal directions, while they stood there with there own subordinates or underlings.

In the wide clearing...

The while moving forward. "You worm. You've been showing a lot of attitude towards me. And now, I've had enough. You have thoroughly managed to piss me off."

Aynz o'roth voiced. His tone enraged, mirroring his gaze. His every stride, silent but dominant.

Suddenly, his hand flickered, his scythe came, cleaving the flames. The motion of his swing was smooth and swift, speaking of his extreme mastery over his weapon.

"Now, I'll show you what true arrogance looks like...!"

He whispered. Yet the quiet that came after the unleashed presence made the words thunder throughout the wide city square. Every one heard it. And every one could feel the shiver that came along with it.

It was the public.

One which, despite being perfectly aware of the obvious danger, still couldn't resist the urge to watch the drama. As, even from kilometers afar, they still spectated, some even going to the skies above, for an open and unobstructive view.

Whereas...

Aynz o'roth's crimson eyes gleamed, a ripple spreading in the silence where even the flames blazed aquiet. As though bowing before him.

His demonic horns thrummed a dark-crimson.

Then rippled a palpable dark whisper in the space around his advancing figure, making his long black hair flutter; they were his tangible Demonic Energy waves. He took another step from the stoned ground to the molten ground.

At which point, the tumultuous blaze of bluish-black paused; an illusion.

Whereupon, came the subsequent step, on which the flames; as if reignited anew! They swelled, flourished and enlarged with fury, and sizzled, hissed and crackled with intensity.

From the meters wide molten ground around, the flames slithered upward; coiling around his figure. And outward; enveloping the whole of him within.

Another step came with the flames swallowing him, they encompassed him wholly, embracing him, connecting with him, coming under him, and his Will again.

As though becoming one with him yet not simultaneously.

Aynz o'roth's core, churned.

The Demonic Energy fueling the flames. They erupted outward with a silent Boom, each one of the steps further amplifying there intensity, severity and extremity.

They grew in size, from 1.85 meters to two, from two meters to five, from five meters to ten, from ten meters to twenty and at last, from twenty meters to thirty. Eclipsing even the Teleportation Nexus standing in the middle of the square in terms of height.

In the intense bluish-black firestorm, there was no sign of Aynz left visible, all the mortal eyes could see were the flames and the flames burning endlessly.

Merely the lightwaves and the heatwaves were so much, so intense and dense that every mortal demon had to use there Demonic Energy consciously to protect there eyes and themselves from it.

The eyes were squinted while the skin sizzled, making many cry and run for there lives. Yet, the flames didn't stop in there track, despite no visible sign of the Higher Greater Demon, the firestorm itself moved forward in his sted.

"Exactly, what is this ability? That even I; a Nobel Demon am forced to defend against it, even by slightly is no small excuse. I can't began to compherend, how devastating it would be when wielded by an actual Nobel Demon such as one myself.

How marvelous. How wondrous. How fabulous. And how envious! What a shame that I can never hope to have it yet a low-life like that shithead vagrant had it.. Tsk!... "

One of the ten Nobel Demons, cursed under his breath. His tone vindictive and resentful.

Because, from the information he had, he knew that the ignorant Higher Greater Demon was actually challenging two unknown Dukes. Even more was the fact that the current unfolding events were also being watched by four other Dukes.

There was practically nothing a lowly mortal like him could do here, let alone get his hands on that ability, which as a Fire attribute demon was beyond appealing and tempting for him.

Regardless, he quickly became attentive and serious on watching the towering, moving and crackling flames coming to a sudden stop.

In the wide clearing...

Demon and Vanessa watched; one with an interestingly amusing gaze while the other with a boringly indifferent gaze as the flames halted in there tracks with an approximately sixty meters distance between them.

However, there attention wasn't focused on the incandescent blaze but the man breathing in them... ... ... ... ...

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