The Author's POV

'What are you doing Angelica? Take their stuff.'

While Waylan was preparing to join the fight, glancing at Angelica, I pointed at the dead duergars on the floor.

'Didn't you say that you were out of devil fruits? Check their stuff, there might be a couple in there.'

[You just want their stuff don't you?]

Angelica coldly said, having read my exact thoughts.

Blinking a couple of times, I chose to remain silent.

'…'

Raising her brows in the distance, Angelica gave me a not-so amused look.

Sighing, I came clean.

'Fine you win. I do, so hurry up and get their stuff and give it to me. Keep the useless stuff.'

Having seen just how much trouble Waylan went through when he fought them, I couldn't help but covet the stuff that they had.

There was definitely going to be something useful in there.

[Fine.]

Tempted by the idea of getting more devil fruits, Angelica eventually nodded her head and headed towards the corpses of the deceased duergars.

Rummaging through their stuff, she briefed me on the things that she found.

[I've found another artifact, but just like the others, it requires a mixture of both mana and demonic energy to properly function. You can use it now but when the contract is over you'll no longer be able to use them.]

Pausing, she glanced in my direction and continued.

[…that is unless you're planning on consuming a devil fruit. If so, you can probably use them even after the contract is over.]

'No, I'm good. I can just sell it in the black market for a good price.'

I quickly shook my head and denied her offer.

Since the black market was for both villains and heroes, I didn't doubt that there was a market for the things that Angelica picked up.

When I returned to the human domain, I planned on selling all of the stuff I got today to fund my future endeavors.

'Anything el—'

Bang— Bang—

Cutting me off was a large explosive sound that came from the distance. Turning my head to face the direction of where the sound came from, I was once again reminded of the fight that was happening next to me.

However, contrary to the last time I looked at them, this time it was Ultruk who held the upper hand in the conflict.

'Angelica, get the stuff and quickly come back to me.'

Worried that something unexpected might happen, I urged Angelica to hurry up and return to me.

Replying with a cold stare, Angelica silently picked up her speed before quietly returning to my side. For obvious reason, I had her transform into a tooth again.

This time I didn't put her in my mouth and just put her in my pocket.

"Huaaarg!"

in my pocket, letting out a deep roar that came from

movements contained no set pattern and looked sloppy, but the power contained within each swing was not

barrier knew this best as she struggled to find a chance to

that it looked like Ultruk was the one that was set

primitive race

She cursed out loud.

beneath her, and a strong circular pressurized wind gale shot outwardly, pushing everything

its goal which was to distance Ultruk who was swept off of his feet and sent a couple of meters away from

"Fucking die!"

gap that she had created, lightning crackled from the tip of

seconds, multiple bolts of lightning crackled around her staff, encircling it like

violent energy gathered within it, and an aura of destruction spread

onto Ultruk's face when faced with Durara's attack. It was too late for him to get close to her. He had to quickly counter-attack her

to surge into the surface of his

two icily stared at each other

in a matter of seconds, and before long, Durara

your best at

the tip of her staff in Ultruk's direction. The electric plate that stood atop the staff suddenly whistled down. The space

staring at the attack, my

not for the protective shield that Waylan had set up around me, I would've been a goner just from the residual energy

attack did not diffuse and connected, I wasn't sure whether

"Crap..."

only one that shared the same thought

empty

"Huuuu…"

released from his mouth

direction of Durara, his broadsword, that

tell just how much mana Durara consumed when preparing her last attack, without a doubt she had

knowing that the two of them had still noticed that he had won, Waylan

Durara had

of mana in his body, the muscles of Waylan's body

tell that it was no joke. Just from how the space around the broadsword distorted, it was evident

Durara released her

step forward,

WIIIING—!

any regular slash. There was nothing special about it. No fancy lighting, no space distorting energy blast, or any of

just a

next, completely shocked

that Waylan slashed down, the space around Durara

"Huh?"

the moment the space distorted, it appeared

Durara's face paled significantly. Before she could even react, the attack hit

Clink—

"Hieak!"

of heading for Ultruk that was standing opposite to

the metallic sound resonated in

eyes wide open, Durara glared at Waylan. Revealed underneath her clothes was a shining armor that covered

"You bastard!"

screamed as she touched her armor that now had a

"Haaargh!"

of the fact that her attack had missed and her attention was away, Ultruk, who had similarly charged up a powerful

arrived with a swift speed in

Swooosh—!

incoming attack, Durara was left with no choice but

staff, multiple barriers formed around