The battle atop Mount Meru intensified as waves of demons and their vile masters desperately tried to break Kent’s defenses. The summit glowed with the radiant flames of the ritual fire, stood like a celestial fortress protected by Kent, his loyal beasts, and the unyielding arrow roof.
Demon kings gathered above the arrow roof. They tipped massive vessels of blood over the arrow roof. They expected the crimson torrent to seep through gaps between the arrows and taint the sacred mountaintop.
But to their horror, the blood flowed smoothly off the roof, as though it was cast off by an invisible force. Like rainwater sliding down polished glass, it drained all around arrow roof and blood drained like a circular fountain around the edges of Meru mountain. Not a single drop reached the sacred ground below.
Kent watched from his chariot, his bow glinting in the firelight. “Fools,” he muttered, releasing a barrage of enchanted arrows that tore through the ranks of demon kings.”
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On the side , Jabil slithered with lethal grace, his serpentine body coiling around incoming foes and snapping them in two with his iron grip. Ruby unleashed fiery cyclones, her wings igniting as she streaked across the battlefield. Kavi, her molten aura blazing, stomped through lines of demons, her hooves leaving pools of molten lava in her wake.
The demons’ assault slowed down under the combined onslaught, their numbers thinning with every passing moment. From the corner of his eye, Kent saw the sages sitting in unwavering silence, their faces serene and their chants resonating with increasing fervor.
The ritual was nearing its completion, and confidence radiated from the sages, bolstered by Kent’s impenetrable defense.
But not all was well on the demon side.
“My prince, at this rate, we won’t have a chance to win,” one of the elder demons whispered to the demon prince, his voice trembling. “That human strength is relentless, and our army is crumbling.”
The demon prince snarled, his patience worn thin. “Do you think I cannot see that, worm?” His fiery gaze swept over the battlefield, taking in the bodies of his fallen soldiers and the flames that lit up the night sky. “I won’t let a mortal and his beasts humiliate me.”
With a sudden movement, the prince reached into the folds of his armor and pulled out a gleaming, crescent-headed spear. It was a protective life-saving treasure, bestowed upon him by his father, the Demon Emperor Ravan—a weapon of immense destructive power.
“Let’s see if this mortal can stand against a gift of the demon emperor,” he growled. With a guttural chant, he imbued the spear with dark energy, causing it to pulsate with a malevolent glow. Then, with a roar, he hurled it at Kent, the weapon streaking through the air like a comet of doom.
Kent felt the air around him crackle with danger, a shiver of dread racing down his spine. Without hesitation, he summoned an powerful arrow spell from the divine quiver, a shimmering projectile glowing with the energy of the light. He released it with precision, meeting the spear head-on.
The resulting explosion lit up the night, shaking the mountaintop as a shockwave rippled through the air. The force sent both demons and beasts staggering. For a moment, the world seemed to stand still, the fiery glow of the blast reflected in the wide eyes of every onlooker.
“Hahaha!” The demon prince’s laughter echoed through the chaos. “That’s just the start! Prepare to meet your end, human. I’ll harness your soul and turn you into my slave ghost.”
With a flick of his wrist, the prince hurled another weapon—a disc-like object crackling with dark energy—straight at Kent.
Kent deflected the disc with his mace, sending it spiraling into the sky. But the effort strained him, and he could feel the blood in his veins boiling under the relentless attacks. His teeth clenched as he steadied himself, his focus unshaken. “You’ll need more than trinkets to break me.”
The ritual fire blazed even brighter, its flames now rivaling the height of ancient trees. First Sage Paras, sensing the tension of the battlefield, subtly increased the speed of the ritual, sages chants growing faster and louder.
Meanwhile, the demon prince grew increasingly frustrated. Despite unleashing his most powerful treasures, Kent remained an immovable force.
Kent rained destruction on all who dared approach the mountain summit. Around him, Jabil, Ruby, and Kavi continued to hold their positions, their combined strength proving insurmountable.
The prince’s fury reached a boiling point as an adviser approached him with another idea. “Speak,” he demanded, his voice venomous.
The elder bowed low, his eyes darting nervously. “My prince… if we cannot overcome the mortal, perhaps we should target his beasts. Without their support, he will falter, and the mountain will fall. Our forces will have an entry point.”
A cruel grin spread across the prince’s face. “Excellent.”
From his fire ring, the demon prince pulled a strange, twisted trident. The weapon radiated an eerie, black fire, its sharp points gleaming with a hunger for destruction. Holding it to his forehead, the prince muttered a dark incantation, the weapon thrumming with energy in response.
He hurled the trident with unnatural speed, the weapon cutting through the air in a blur. Kent saw it coming and immediately unleashed the Divine Astra of the War God, a blazing projectile meant to intercept the trident.
But just as the two collided, the trident twisted from its course, guided by some malevolent force.
In a heartbeat, the weapon struck Fire Kirin Kavi in the back.
Kavi let out a heart-wrenching cry as the black fire consumed her. She staggered forward, her molten aura dimming as her legs gave way. Her molten eyes turned to Kent, filled with pain and an unwillingness to leave him.
“Kavi!” Kent’s voice cracked with despair as he leaped from his chariot, rushing to her side.
The Kirin’s breathing slowed, her once-proud form now crumbling to blacken withered body. “I… I’m sorry…” she whispered with her final breath.
Kent knelt by her dying form, his hands trembling. A deep, primal rage bubbled within him, threatening to consume his very being. He clenched his fists, his anger hardening like tempered steel.
Ruby and Jabil let out cries of anguish, their fury igniting as they turned their attention to the demon prince.
The prince licked his lips, savoring the moment. “One down. Who’s next?”
Kent rose slowly, his eyes blazing with an unearthly light. “You’ve made your last mistake in this life.”
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