�It�s not madness.�obviously some ability.�Now, there is no chance of winning in a head-to-head confrontation.�

He fought seven times while escaping, and each time Chagall�s power grew stronger.

�One chance.�

Even if it meant sacrificing everyone here, he had to seize the opportunity.

�It�s quite good!�

Even while Della and Chagall were circling the same place, demons and people were dying.

�How about this?�

As Della accelerated, the body disappeared and a stormy wind rose.

Chagall couldn�t even move at the speed at which the moment was lengthening like an eternity.

�Huh, human anyway���

While orbiting around the target, she turned sharply and aimed at Chagall�s side.

�I�ll play with it to my heart�s content.�

Pulling out her sharp claws to the limit, she aimed at Chagall�s shoulder and swung it.

� uh?�

Chagall�s pupils moved sideways.

�I saw me.�

When she stopped her attack in a hurry and tried to lean her upper body back, she heard a vibrating sound.

�Huh?�

When Chagall�s arms moved, the seesaw of time reversed and Della�s motion stopped.

Dozens of rapid-fire swords, still falling like rain, moved simultaneously and pierced Della.

hooked

Starting with the first blow on the collarbone, the blade of the rapid-fire sword dug in every centimeter.

Della�s face had been stabbed more than seventy times by the time it turned into a perfect demonic form.

�Kyaaaaaa!�

Staggering back, her eyes opened wide, and blood gushed out from all over her body.

�Huh uh uh uh!�

Chagall charged again.

He knew from experience that powerful demons would not disappear to this extent.

�100 million!�100 million!�100 million!�100 million!�100 million!�

stabbed, stabbed, stabbed again. JrNovels.com