Sacrifice (8)
"Drawing energy from human life," the devil muttered with disdain. "Just how many did he kill?"
Crystal conjured several blades of wind around her and Adam couldn't help but avoid her. Adam's psychic barrier couldn't fend against Crystal's strong magic.
"It's strangely effective. Brown is imbued with strange magic!" Crystal shouted, sending forward a blade of wind. The shield was penetrated, shredding through masses of flesh.
Brown's monstrous body was torn apart by her wind, but immediately, the wounds healed as more flesh joined to fix the wound.
"And he is able to recover almost immediately!" Crystal shouted, draining the power stone to restore her mana.
Ophelia leapt forward and slashed through the shield, shattering a part of the shield. William was about to spray hell-fire through the hole, but stopped when he saw Adam throwing his devil into the shield.
"Adam!" William was stunned.
The devil didn't know this was happening either.
"Do as you please!" Adam shouted as he drop kicked the devil into the shield.
The devil's eyes lit up. It was finally their time to shine.
William knew how dangerous negative magic was, and asked worriedly, "Would the mages allow this?"
"Well, aren't they being more cruel than an antimage?"
Adam conjured the runes for the fire magic stored in his ring -- this fire magic was as powerful as a qualified fire mage's fireball, he just needed someone to buy time for him to cast the fireball.
The devil plopped right beside the mass of flesh formerly known as Brown, seemingly relaxed. The magic Brown was using had no effect on them, as the magic casted by Brown couldn't even penetrate their negative energy shield. The devil began to eat away, harvesting the powers of the Supreme God.
Brown roared wildly in pain, stepping a deformed foot onto the altar. Brown leapt, rushing towards Adam.
William and Crystal hurriedly used their magic to bombard Brown, but any damage they caused was healed instantly. Brown was ecstatic and taunted with a demonic voice, "Useless! What is the use of your magic now? Die under my grasp!"
Ophelia leapt in between them, pushing William and Crystal back.
Ophelia unleashed her magic with all her strength and rushed towards the writhing mass of flesh.
Slash!
Slash!
Every slash chopped through Brown with ease, and he screamed and bellowed in pain.
"Damn it!" Brown's muscle surged, grabbing at Ophelia's sword and imprisoning it within his body.
Ophelia's eyes widened. She was defenceless.
"Get out of the way!" Adam shouted.
Ophelia immediately stopped levitating, falling to the floor.
Brown grinned upon seeing this, but could only see a black mass of fire flying towards him.
"Have you not learnt your lesson?" Brown taunted wildly, standing in front of the trajectory of the fireball. "Your magic cannot penetrate through my defences!"
"We'll see about that," Adam whispered.
The moment the black fire drew nearer to Brown, his shield burnt away, as did the writhing mass of flesh that was burnt to ash.
The devil burst from Brown's body and screamed, "Master, are you trying to kill me too?" The fire licked at the devil's body, and the devil could only present themselves as a ball, tucking their tail between them.
The three of them looked at Adam's ring in shock. This was the first time they had witnessed the power of a qualified mage's magic. William could never imagine that fire magic could be mastered to such a degree. How does a flame that hot exist?
Even Adam was flabbergasted. Before buying the ring, the only thing he knew about the ring was that it was a one-time use fire magic. He didn't expect the fireball to devour Brown as well, as he only intended to chip away at his shield.
Just like that, the entire city was burnt to ash.
Crystal gently called upon the winds, sweeping away the ash and leaving only a barren wasteland behind.
The ring burnt into ash as well, falling from Adam's finger. Ophelia slowly approached Adam with a solemn expression and muttered, "My sword..."
Adam descended upon the ash, and found her sword as Crystal swept the ash away with her wind. The broadsword, which was made of high-quality material, did not completely perish under the fire, and it seemed that the sword was sharper as well.
"Don't worry," Adam said, throwing the sword back at Ophelia. "I will apply for compensation once we get back."
