“So that’s Paimon’s Noble Phant*sm,” Thirteen muttered.
“Noble what?” Kamsurespa, who was seated beside him, asked.
“Um, I mean, that’s her ultimate attack.”
“Ah…”
Everyone watched with bated breath as the Knights of Goetia, who had the strength of Rank 8 Monsters, charged en masse.
Although they were only Rank 8 Monsters, they numbered in the tens of thousands, which was more than enough to defeat a Majin Prince and seriously injure a Majin King.
This attack was only possible due to the purple earrings that Paimon had kept with her for hundreds of years.
Those earrings were similar to the ring Thirteen had given to Erica, which automatically absorbed the excess Aether that was being released by her body.
The longer this artifact gathered this excess power, the more formidable it would become.
Paimon had been nurturing this artifact for hundreds of years, so its potency had reached to this level.
Truth be told, she didn’t want to use this against Camazotz. If they were only fighting an ordinary duel, she would definitely not use this artifact even if she lost.
However, they made a contract that would make the loser of this battle the servant of the victor.
Paimon was a proud Majin Princess, so how could she allow herself to become a slave?
Even though her heart was bleeding due to using the artifact that she had painstakingly nurtured for hundreds of years, she no longer had any abilities that could help her win against the Death Bat, whose strength had now surpassed hers. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Camazotz took a fighting stance as red lightning bolts streaked across his entire body. He knew that if he still held back, he would undoubtedly lose.
However, he still didn’t activate his armor and simply channeled all of his strength to his claws and wings.
“I shatter the Heavens in a single flight,” Camazotz said in a voice that almost no one could hear. “Let the world scream in fear!”
The air around the Death Bat seemed to shatter as he opened his wings to take flight. “Supersonus Impetus!”
A loud explosion shook the entire land as Camazotz shot to the sky, leaving a gigantic crater on the ground.
The Knights of the Goetia only saw a crimson blur before all of them were sliced in half.
Paimon’s face turned pale because, in just the span of three seconds, Camazotz had appeared right in front of her with his claws clamped on her neck, holding it in a vice grip.
“Do… you… yield?” Camazotz asked hoarsely.
“Y-Yes,” Paimon replied.
A moment later, the two found themselves back in the room of the Apocalypse, with both of them standing a few meters away from each other.
“Wonderful,” Metatron said while clapping his hands. “It has been a while since I saw a fight like that. I am very happy that the members of our Order have become so strong.”
The God of the Apocalypse eyed the Death Bat, who had opened a portal beside him and walked straight to it without saying a word.
Paimon could only look at the portal with a conflicted look on her face. She had clearly lost the battle, so she was expecting to be teased by the Death Bat for losing.
However, instead of ridiculing and humiliating her, Camazotz chose to leave and return to his domain, leaving her behind.
Thirteen, who had also finished eating his potato chips, looked at Kamrusepa with a knowing smile.
The Majin Princess smiled back and handed the teenage boy three Rank 8 Beast Cores, which he had won from his bet.
“Thanks!” Thirteen said before opening a portal to return home to Pangea. Now that he had acquired what he wanted and watched Camazotz’s brilliant battle, the teenage boy was in a good mood.
However, the other members of the Apocalypse didn’t share his good mood because all of them had lost against Kamrusepa.
They could only watch bitterly as the Majin Princess stored their items inside her storage artifact with a smile on her face.
“Did you open that betting because you knew that we would bet against Camazotz?” Beelzebub asked. “Yes,” Kamrusepa replied honestly. “I know that Camazotz is someone who chooses his battles. He will not fight a battle where he will lose.”
Paimon could only sigh helplessly after hearing the Majin Princess’ words. Since she had lost her bet, she would now become Camazotz’s servant, which made the other members of the Order feel pity for her.
“Paimon, I’m sorry, but you can no longer remain in our Faction,” one of the three Majin Kings in the Order of the Apocalypse, who goes by the name Zagan, said with pity. “It is truly unfortunate that you lost to Camazotz.”
Paimon bit her lip, but she knew that this was something inevitable.
Since she was now Camazotz’s servant, her status within the order had dropped to the lowest point, making her the “weakest” member of their Order.
Although they were part of the same organization, they treated each other as rivals.
Only the strong would be able to stand tall and become the Leader of the Order.
“Paimon, how about you join us?” Kamrusepa proposed. “I promise that you will not lose out and even gain more by joining our group.”
Zagan arched an eyebrow after hearing Kamrusepa’s declaration. However, he didn’t say anything because the Majin Princess was ahead of them all when it came to unlocking the different layers of the Treasury of the Apocalypse.
Paimon hesitated for a bit because she didn’t have any plans of joining Camazotz’s group. However, after being kicked out of her faction, she had lost her backers, which was very important within their organization.
“I…” Paimon frowned.
But before she could finish her words, Kamrusepa whispered something in her ear.
“All of our members are strong,” Kamrusepa whispered. “Especially Thirteen. With him as our leader, there is no one we need to fear in the Order.”
The images of Thirteen’s battle with the Ancient Eight-Headed Serpent flashed across Paimon’s mind, making her remember how valiant the teenage boy looked back then.
Also, Camazotz, whom she believed was only a leech in Kamrusepa’s group, had just defeated her in battle.
Because of this, she had no right to call him the weakest member of their organization anymore.
As for Kamrusepa?
Although she wasn’t strong in combat, she was a very powerful Majin Princess’ who could use Divination.
She was also the only one who managed to unlock the 6th Layer of the Treasury of the Apocalypse, proving how capable she was.
‘Maybe it’s not a bad idea to join their group,’ Paimon thought.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt like she wasn’t losing out in the slightest.
Paimon regained a bit of her confidence, as she gazed at the beautiful Majin Princess of Prophecy.
Their eyes met, and the only thing Paimon could see in Kamrusepa’s eyes was overflowing confidence, which made her chest feel warm.
“Okay, I’ll join your team.” Paimon agreed.
“Wonderful!” Kamrusepa nodded with a smile. “Now, come with me. We have lots to talk about.”
Zagan and the other members of their team watched as Kamrusepa dragged Paimon away.
Although they felt that losing one of their members was a shame, they didn’t delve too much into it.
After all, they weren’t exactly friends.
They were merely brought together by Fate.
And by Fate’s will, their fortunes would rise and fall, which wasn’t a problem for Thirteen’s group, which was formed to fight against Fate and shape their destinies with their own hands.