Demon Sovereignty: Retake Our Freedom

[Era of Hell] Part 72: Trumpets of the Devil

Hidden love is a light dance of two souls, connected yet apart, burning brightly in the quiet cosmos of their being. 

Harakiri Raxus was on the brink of death, his energy nearly spent. He'd just discovered an unexpected ability—the power to heal others. By merging his God Demon Powers of Darkness with Anti-matter, Raxus had managed to pull Lance back from death's door. The healing, though, was torturous, the kind of ordeal that could easily snuff out a weaker soul. It was a double-edged sword.

The aura all around the planet was intense. So intense, in fact, that even Ryugan had his head spinning. Emerging from the shadows, Onyx slowly let go of Murakami's sword. His aura was now as powerful as the explosions on the surface of the Sun.

"It's been a long time, Ryugan!"

"Ah, indeed, Sin of Pride," Ryugan replied with joy in his voice, who just obliterated the whole Atlas and the Sagakiri Family without trying. "Your voice brings me memories, Lucifer."

Fallen angels from Heaven have two paths: they can either stay as fallen angels or transform into devils. In the situation of Ryugan and Lucifer, they have both become pure evil. This race has been in conflict with Heaven for over a billion years...

"But I have always hated your attitude, Murakami!"

Lucifer's voice thundered across the battlefield as he lunged toward Ryugan. In a flash, he grew a pair of dark red claws and slashed viciously across his opponent's chest. 

That kid, Onyx... he's gotten so much stronger. No, it's more than that—his powers have consumed his soul and mind. If this keeps up, he's going to remember everything and rejoin me. Can't you recall, Onyx? We were both raised in Hell, always side by side. 

Barely managing to stand up, Sagakiri Hisako, Misora, and Xiang charged forward, their resolve set and eyes blazing with determination. But their path was abruptly blocked by Azatara and Luciana Jackson. Luciana, her arms crossed defiantly, let out a piercing scream that echoed across the battlefield, "No one will interfere!"

Weapons were drawn in an instant, gleaming sharply under the tumultuous sky. They stood their ground, fueled by sheer willpower, defiance etched on their faces. "No one will pass, you say?! Who do you think you are?!" they challenged.

With the ferocity of a raging storm, Xiang surged forward, leaving a gust of powerful wind behind. In a swift, lethal motion, he aimed a slice at Luciana's throat. Grabbing Luciana's hand in a strong grip to stop her from protecting herself, he was moments away from delivering a devastating blow, when suddenly, Azatara's foot crashed into his face with the force of a sledgehammer, sending Xiang reeling backward through the air.

The battle intensified as more members of the Sagakiri Family joined the fray. Mezyu, a titan among them, charged toward Azatara with the unstoppable momentum of a charging bull. 

Azatara let out a quiet sigh, his eyes observing the scene with a hint of boredom. "Again?" he muttered.

Debris flew through the air as Sagakiri Hikaru and Misora, armed with their massive battle swords, charged toward Luciana. Yet she was unfazed and unleashed her Poison God Demon Powers, exhaling a toxic miasma that spread like a deadly cloud. "Die! All of you!"

The fight was still raging on, even after hours. Then, Misora suddenly staggered, blood spilling from his mouth as he collapsed to his knees, unable to move anymore. He had already gone past his limits long ago. 

"Misora!" Hikaru's deep voice cried out in alarm, rushing to his side. "Fuck! Fuck! Hang on, Brother Misora! Hang on! Music Magic: Type Three: Green Melody."