"Do not touch Brother Eka's mother," Eko shouted hoarsely, blood pouring heavily from his chin. The young man swung his sword with his remaining strength, trying to cut the demon's arm stuck in Dimas's shoulder. Dimas ground his teeth, ignoring the claw in his shoulder. He actually threw his spear away, grabbed the demon's arm tightly with both hands, and locked the creature's movements with his remaining body weight."Eka saved our lives once," Dimas whispered hoarsely, his mouth full of blood. He stared straight into the demon's blue eyes. "Now it is our turn."The second White Elf snorted in anger. The ice armor on the demon's body radiated a biting cold that froze the skin on Dimas's hands. However, the skinny youth refused to let go of his grip. For an E-Rank Hunter who only relied on physical strength, holding back a B-Rank demon was the same as hugging a block of barbed steel.Seeing Dimas restricting the enemy's movement, Eko jumped. He aimed his sword slash right at the demo

"Finally, I found the carrier of the God's fetus." the White Elf Demon whispered in broken human language and a face full of anger. The tone of its voice ground harshly, filled with pure hunger.Rahayu sat trembling, hugging the arm of the severely injured Old Man Thomas. The middle-aged woman could not run. Her legs were stiff from palpable terror. She could only cry softly, thinking about Eka fighting out there. Maya stood two steps in front of Rahayu. The female Healer broke out in a cold sweat. Her face behind the dirty hood was as pale as a corpse. She tried to raise her hand, intending to pull Rahayu's arm away from the demon's reach. However, Maya's knees lost all their strength. The rest of her healing Qi had been completely depleted when she detonated it into a green flare in the sky. Her body was now no stronger than an ordinary civilian's."Auntie, stand up. We have to move and hide among the refugees." Maya urged. Her voice trembled

"Come here, you damn Demon. I will open the gates of hell wide today to welcome you all." Eka's shout pierced the stuffy bunker air. The God-Slaying Sword in his right hand vibrated softly, dripping the remaining black blood onto the concrete floor. The White Elf in front of Eka hissed in anger. The knightly ego of the white elf originating from the Astral World felt insulted by the challenge of a human who threw away his weapon scabbard. The demon bent its knees, lowering its pale posture. The muscles in its legs tightened until the ice armor wrapping its calves creaked sharply. In the blink of an eye, the demon dashed forward at full speed. The ice sword in the creature's hand swung straight, aiming for Eka's neck. Eka did not dodge. He twisted his wrist, raising the God-Slaying Sword to parry. The ancient red blade clashed with the demon's ice sword. The impact created a deafe

The underground bunker fell into a sudden silence. The roars of demons and the clashing of weapons vanished, leaving behind a suffocating quiet. Only Eka's ragged, heavy breathing could be heard. The young man's lungs vibrated violently, desperate to gulp down oxygen in the stuffy air reeking of metallic blood. Cold sweat poured down his temples, soaking his torn shirt that was sticky with black bloodstains. As soon as the scorching heat of the divine bloodline in his veins retreated back to his heart, a horrific physical toll slammed directly into his physique. Eka's legs went completely limp. He stumbled backward, his knees crashing against the hard concrete floor. The God-Slaying Sword slipped from his grip, clattering loudly against the floor. A sharp ache traveled from his spine to his fingertips. Forcing his C-Rank mortal foundation to tap into ancestral power without Sabeni acting as a buffer was the same as burni

Flashes of golden Qi exploded from the center of Camp Bogor's courtyard. The pure light swallowed the four giant silhouettes, forcing them past the natural boundaries ordained by the mortal world. The four demons opened their jaws simultaneously. The Hellhound roared first. The hell dog's voice shook the earth, sounding like the depths of the planet spewing boiling lava. The scorching heat instantly melted the remaining asphalt beneath its claws. Kuro-Oni followed with a high-pitched samurai war cry. The voice of the demon clad in jet-black armor with golden lines cleaved through the air, creating a rough wind vortex that blew away concrete debris. The Fire Wolf howled high, shrieking until the air felt like it was burning. Meanwhile, the Ice Bear stomped its rear feet, echoing a hoarse, raspy growl that cracked the walls of surrounding buildings. The four roars collided in mid-a