The King and the Overlord: Infernal Bonds

Chapter 46

In the heart of the battle, the Sovereigns rose imposingly against the exorcists, each unleashing their terrifying strength and supernatural abilities. Alastor, in his demonic form, unleashed a massacre with every tentacle that moved, cutting and tearing through every enemy that crossed his path. His eyes gleamed with a sinister red, relishing in the carnage he caused.

Rosie, with a macabre smile, did not hesitate to devour her victims. Every movement of hers was a dance of destruction, her jaws opening to engulf the unfortunate ones who fell in her path. The scene was a whirlwind of blood and terror, with the cries of the exorcists resonating in the air as their ranks were decimated.

Alastor: You know, Rosie? This battle reminds me of one of those wild parties you used to organize in your territory, those beautiful nights of massacre.

Rosie: Oh, yes! Those were true parties, Al. I'll never forget the taste of fear on the faces of our guests, after all, they were the snacks.

Alastor: Exactly! There's nothing like a good slaughter to lift the spirits. This is better than any show on Broadway!

Rosie: Totally agree, Al. There's nothing like the thrill of the hunt and the feast that follows.

As they continued their casual conversation, they unleashed their fury on the exorcists, each of their movements plunging the battlefield further into despair and chaos. For Alastor and Rosie, war was just another day at the office, a moment to enjoy the destruction and terror they caused.

On another front of the battle, the residents of the Hazbin Hotel found themselves in the midst of a fierce combat. Husk, a Sovereign of lethal abilities, threw his cards embroidered with angelic material, annihilating the angels with lethal precision. Angel Dust, with his machine guns in hand, fired bursts of bullets, and Cherry Bomb threw explosives, causing chaos and destruction around them.

As the battle intensified, the exorcists managed to surround Husk, Angel Dust, and Cherry Bomb. The situation seemed desperate, with enemies closing in on them from all directions. The exorcists advanced, their faces filled with fanaticism and hatred, and the air filled with the sound of weapons preparing to fire.

Husk: To think we'd be in this kind of situation again, I wish I'd had one last drink...

Angel Dust fired without ceasing, but the ammunition was running out quickly. Cherry Bomb threw her explosives, creating a wall of fire and destruction, but the exorcists kept advancing, unperturbed by the chaos. Husk, with sweat dripping from his forehead, threw his cards with precision, but the constant pressure was beginning to take its toll.

Cherry: We're surrounded!

That phrase she shouted with a mix of fury and desperation in her voice. The explosions lit up her face as she frantically searched for more bombs on her belt.

Angel Dust: What a shitty situation, I would have at least liked to have one last date.

Husk: Don't say anything better!

Just when the situation seemed most desperate, when hope began to fade, a cry rang out above the tumult:

- Fire!

In an instant, a rain of fire bullets pierced the air, eliminating the exorcists surrounding them. The enemies fell to the ground amidst bursts of blood and cries of agony, their lifeless bodies forming a circle around the residents of the Hazbin Hotel.

Husk, Angel Dust, and Cherry Bomb looked around, surprised by the timely intervention that had saved their lives. The bodies of the exorcists lay at their feet, and the smoke from the weapons still hung in the air. Desperation dissipated, replaced by a new determination. They prepared to face the next enemies who dared to challenge them, their hearts beating with renewed fury.