The Pleasure Lord

Chapter 384: Romethra's Demonic Rampage! - Part 2

Romethra's demonic laughter echoed across the battlefield as he effortlessly evaded the Demon Beasts' initial assaults. "Is this the best you have to offer? Your feeble attempts only serve to amuse me!" he jeered, his voice laced with malicious delight. The Demon Beasts growled in frustration, their determination unyielding despite their injuries.

Meanwhile, the human soldiers coordinated their attacks, launching volleys of arrows and spells at Romethra from a safe distance. Their faces etched with determination and concern for their fallen comrades, they sought to weaken the demon's defenses and create openings for the Demon Beasts to exploit.

As the battle intensified, casualties mounted on human sides and the weaker beast following their leaders into the battle were also getting killed. The ferocious clash of weapons and the surge of magic filled the air, creating a symphony of chaos and desperation.

The soldiers fought with unwavering resolve, their eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination as they faced the monstrous entity before them.

The Demon Beasts pressed on, their roars of defiance mingling with the clash of steel. Each strike they delivered carried the weight of their loyalty and the determination to protect their allies. However, Romethra's demonic power proved to be a formidable adversary, as his attacks inflicted severe wounds upon the valiant creatures.

A mix of frustration and concern filled the hearts of the human soldiers as they witnessed their allies' struggles. Their commanders barked orders, urging the troops to stay vigilant and exploit any opening to strike at Romethra. Amidst the chaos, the soldiers shouted words of encouragement to their comrades, spurring them on in their fight against the overwhelming odds.

With casualties mounting, desperation permeated the air. The soldiers who were not truly human but mere puppets in human skin, driven by a sense of duty and sacrifice towards their lord, threw themselves at Romethra with reckless abandon. Exploding themselves by igniting the very core of their cultivation. It caused Romethra some injuries.

Their selfless act created a momentary distraction, allowing the remaining forces to regroup and reposition themselves for a final assault.

In the face of the relentless onslaught, Romethra's voice boomed with contempt. "Your futile resistance only delays the inevitable! Embrace your demise!" he snarled, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. But the soldiers and the Demon Beasts refused to yield, their spirits unbroken despite the grim circumstances.

The battle raged on, each clash of steel and release of magic a testament to the indomitable spirit of the forces aligned against Romethra. With each passing moment, the tide of the battle shifted the determination of the soldiers and the resilience of the Demon Beasts gradually wearing down the demonic chief's defenses.

Mary had also joined the battle and as a peak stage Dantain formation Realm cultivator, she was one of the powerhouses in the army.

Her presence on the battlefield was undeniable, but she soon realized that her attacks were not causing as much damage as the onslaught unleashed by the Demon Beasts on Romethra's body.

With each strike, Mary's weapon clashed against Romethra's demonic form, but the resilience of his transformed body proved to be a formidable obstacle. Her attacks, though powerful, were met with minimal effect, leaving her frustrated and determined to find a way to overcome Romethra's defenses.

When the wolf attacked Romethra's injured left arm, Mary had an idea that was extremely dangerous and difficult to perform.

Mary's keen eyes scanned Romethra's imposing figure, assessing his newfound strengths and weaknesses. While the transformation had endowed him with heightened defense, power, and speed, it had failed to heal his injured arm, leaving it vulnerable and weakened. A glimmer of hope flickered within Mary as she devised a daring plan to exploit this opening and deliver a fatal blow.

With her hand tightly gripping her sword, Mary visualized the precise strike she needed to execute. The torn and burnt wound on Romethra's shoulder provided a potential pathway to his heart, a pathway she aimed to exploit with unwavering precision. She knew that piercing that wound would undoubtedly spell his doom.

Yet, Mary remained acutely aware of the formidable adversary before her. Romethra, a Rank 3 Barbarian, possessed immense strength and battle prowess, making him a force to be reckoned with. She understood the importance of patience, waiting for the opportune moment to strike when his defenses were momentarily compromised.

Amidst her strategizing, Pero, the Early-stage Dantain Formation Realm a ranked officer in Danny's army, approached Mary, bearing an urgent message from his commander. Her curiosity piqued, Mary turned her attention to Pero, her heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension.

She had come here to help Danny against the Barbarian army so that he can grant her wish to help her friend with the key. The involvement of the devil cultivator has transcended the danger she would face now.

"What is the commander's request?" Mary inquired, her voice steady despite the curiosity dancing in her eyes.

With a serious face, Pero relayed the message, revealing a proposition that mirrored the very thought Mary had entertained herself, but with a shocking twist that caught her off guard. Her mind raced, trying to comprehend the audacious plan Pero suggested.

Mary's voice trembled with shock as she posed the question to Pero, unable to conceal her surprise. The gravity of the task at hand weighed heavily on her mind, as did the potential consequences. She needed to be certain of Pero's commitment before proceeding any further.

"Are you truly willing to undertake such a task, knowing that it will surely cost you your life?" she asked, her voice laced with a mixture of admiration and apprehension.

Pero's unwavering determination shone through as he responded, his words resounding with unwavering loyalty. "My life holds little value in comparison to the triumph of our King and the safety of our comrades. I have pledged my allegiance to the King, vowing to lay down my life if it ensures the defeat of this abomination. I would gladly make the sacrifice again and again, without hesitation."

Mary's heart swelled with respect for Pero's unwavering devotion. She understood the urgency of their situation, and the pressing need to act swiftly to prevent further casualties on their side. Time was a precious commodity they could not afford to waste.

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