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1307 The Battle For Tartarus! IV (The End)

Slice!

Out of nowhere, a shadow blade emerged from Prince Beelzeubub's shadow and left a long bloody gash on his chest after he reflexively moved to the side.

If it wasn't for his sharp instinct, his head would have been flying in the air!

In a split second, the wound was healed after crimson mist covered it.

"Not bad." Shadowborns Ruler Hogan emerged from multiple shadows around Prince Beelzeubub, surrounding him from all sides.

"Shadow manipulation." Prince Beelzebub frowned, "You must be the leader of these weaklings slaves."

"I am a leader, but no one here is a slave." Shadowborns Ruler Hogan smiled coldly, "Now, let's get this over with."

Drawing upon his shadow abilities, Shadowborns Ruler Hogan summoned dark tendrils that snaked and writhed around his arms...His eyes glowed with an ethereal, violet light as he prepared to engage in this deadly dance.

He took a deep breath, steeling his resolve, and charged forward with a burst of supernatural speed!

All of his clones did the same, which made Prince Beelzebub swing his massive arm around him, conjuring a tempest of malevolent red energy that streaked toward Shadowborns Ruler Hogan clones!

But Shadowborns Ruler Hogan was prepared... With a swift motion of his hand, he created a swirling vortex of shadows, which deflected the incoming attack.

However, since potent evil energy was used, the vortex of shadows ended up turning slightly red in shade the moment it made contact with the tempest!

Instead of the vortex dissipating, it actually turned around and assaulted the nearest shadow clone!

The moment contact was made with the clone, it ended up getting corrupted as well and becoming redder in shade.

'Sh*t, he is using my own shadow abilities against me."

Shadowborns Ruler Hogan was forced to disengage as he lost his clones one by one until they turned against him.

The first thing he did was cut off their fuel, thinking that without his elemental energy, those clones would break into particles.

But he couldn't be more wrong as those clones were now considered made out of mostly evil energy even when they still resembled shadow clones!

"Kill him."

Prince Beelzebub ordered coldly as he manifested a magnificent demonic spikey whip...It was completely red in color and looked as solid as any other whip.

No one would guess that it was made out of crystallized evil energy and a single touch with it would leave anyone reconsidering his faith.

Whoosh! Whoosh!...

evading those clones' attacks, he was forced to dance as

danced gracefully, melding with the shadows, evading

least expected directions. Obviously, Shadowborns Ruler Hogan was also using

even when Prince Beelzebub allowed those attacks to land on him, his wounds

Hogan realized that this wasn't going anywhere, he tried to enter his shadow realm and

rush of dense gray fog filled the entire area, making it impossible for one to even see their

"A fog elementalist?"

him with a startled expression...He

didn't expect that another

around the thought, his instincts screamed

that his body was immobile like he was being

mind was already assaulted by a wicked mental

ordering his body to move,

Prince Beelzebub felt absolutely nothing

it now, it would have

The Pandion's High Honor Jara

condensed, taking on a brilliant

Then...

energy beam surged forward, its luminescent core cutting

air sizzled and distorted in its wake, the sheer force of

closed in on its target, time seemed to slow. The light refracted and shimmered, casting intricate patterns across

every sinister detail of Beelzebub's twisted

intense beam collided with its intended mark-the demon's

power erupted upon impact, shaking the very foundation of

and roared, a shockwave radiating outward, obliterating everything in

cleared out, the shadows were obliterated, and even the spaceship's structure wasn't spared as the walls burst apart akin to cardboard paper, causing

hell, Jara, a bit of warning won't hurt!" Ruler Hogan complained as

and go check on the demon." High Honor Jara uttered indifferently with smoke

next to them as

emotionless tone, "No need, his corpse has been thrown outside of

let even an ounce of ego or

decision in his eyes was to make the mothership retreat completely from the battlefield to avoid

certain that Prince Beelzebub would be much more difficult to handle next time now that

he noticed that Prince Beelzeubu was kicked out, he took

important part of the fleet and it must never

unlocking his demonic infuriated

was being rushed at by an unfathomable number of spaceships, his face turned

"Bastards!"

fighters amidst those weaklings...He was taking it easy for

did was warn his brothers to not fall into

talking about? They're just a