Chapter 527: Sansa Valerion vs The Lady of Eight Legs (1)
Dragoth’s body never touched the ground.
Frey had vaporized it with another nuclear Ignition, wiping him out of existence completely.
It was a monstrous attack that left behind a massive crater, carved into a land already devastated beyond reason.
The explosive violet Aura took a long time to disperse, and when it finally began to fade...
It revealed the catastrophe that Lord Starlight had just unleashed.
Frey sat at the edge of the crater, leaning on one hand, his gaze fixed downward—at the bottom of the devastation he had caused.
There, Dragoth appeared, kneeling on both knees, breathing heavily.
His body was slowly regenerating, the outline of his figure gradually becoming visible once more after being obliterated by Frey’s last strike.
"You’re pathetic, human demon."
Frey said with eyes full of scorn ..and obvious disappointment toward the man before him.
"Don’t tell me this is all you’ve got."
Staring down at his kneeling opponent, Frey rose again ..his face carrying the look of someone about to step on an insect.
An insect that meant nothing in his world.
"Stop playing around and fight me seriously, bastard. I didn’t come all this way just to see your pathetic state."
His words were backed by the full release of his SSS-rank Aura, an overwhelming pressure that slammed Dragoth from his kneel...
...into the dirt.
Collapsing to the ground, Frey threatened to bury him deep beneath his aura alone.
Amidst that infernal storm of pressure, Dragoth clenched his teeth as veins of fury slithered across his face like worms... yet that rage quickly twisted into something far worse .. despair. A crippling realization struck him: he was helpless against the opponent before him.
Frey Starlight was no longer the same young man from before.
He had become... something else entirely.
A different kind of monster. One unlike Abraham Starlight.
Dragoth had seen it once before .. a year ago, during the great pursuit.
Back then, Frey had looked so insignificant that the human devil hadn’t even deemed him worthy of attention. But now, reality had turned on its head .. in less than a single year.
What the hell happened? How?
’What did he do to gain such power?!’
Dragoth cursed under his breath, overtaken by a feeling he hadn’t tasted in years .. not since his battle against Abraham Starlight, the one that ended with him utterly crushed.
Defeat... was looming again. And this time, death might follow.
In those fleeting moments of hopelessness and disbelief, memories buried deep within his mind surged back — flashes of that distant time when he was secretly imprisoned, locked away in one of the Empire’s deepest cells.
There, he had been tortured.
By that man... that monster, who subjected him to torment so unbearable that madness eventually consumed him.
Dragoth had lost once before .. and as a result, he endured hell.
The hell of agony, ruin... and insanity.
All because of one defeat.
And now, he stood on the precipice of another.
That pressure — that despair — it twisted something inside him.
Without thinking, his fingers pressed the trigger.
Without warning, the air around them distorted. The ground trembled violently beneath Dragoth as he rose once more.
His claws dug deep into the earth, and his body convulsed grotesquely, revealing hidden horrors from within.
His crimson pupils vanished, leaving behind only white voids.
Releasing a flood of dark, viscous aura, he blanketed the ground with a monstrous energy that oozed dread. The Human Devil had risen again, dragging his sword behind him with a shriek of steel.
The pressure he released .. that man, weeping blood from his eyes .. was on a different level altogether. A force so chilling it sent a cold shiver crawling down Frey’s spine.
And Frey, witnessing the madness bloom in the monster before him, let out a quiet laugh.
"Finally..."
He slipped on the Nameless mask, stepping forward to meet his opponent.
Dragoth had become something else entirely, and Frey couldn’t help but laugh again.
"I suppose the father and son share the same madness... don’t they?"
They were remarkably alike .. both of their minds shattered the moment true pressure descended upon them.
Whether it was Dragoth falling into madness...
Or his son — V — transforming into something else entirely at death’s doorstep.
Truly... a cursed bloodline.
Now standing before the true form of the Human Devil, Frey Starlight readied himself for the real battle.
"Come at me with everything you’ve got... Human Demon."
That marked the beginning .. the start of a clash even more savage than all that came before.
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On the other side of this war .. far from the carnage unleashed by Frey Starlight and Dragoth .. another monstrous clash was about to erupt.
A towering creature was making its way toward the human army, hell-bent on their annihilation.
The Lady of Eight Legs .. a colossal ancient being, one that grew stronger by feeding on its own children.
Should that abomination reach the battlefield, it would spell doom for the Empire’s forces. Which is why, in a thunderous flash, a certain demoness pierced the skies with her wings.
Sansa Valerion.
Now face to face with the grotesque creature, she finally understood just how massive the Lady of Eight Legs truly was.
A hulking behemoth, so vast she dwarfed even the mightiest of mountains. Compared to her, Sansa looked like an ant.
Every step the creature took sent tremors surging through the ground.
Even in her demonic form, Sansa couldn’t do anything but tremble at the sight of a beast whose scale defied belief.
The Lady of Eight Legs completely blotted out the sky.
She stood well over 200 meters tall.
"I have to stop this thing here..."
Now that she had seen it up close, Sansa realized she had no choice. She would have to face this monster alone and prevent it from entering the other battlefronts .. or catastrophe would follow.
And yet... despite her presence, the creature didn’t even acknowledge her.
It simply continued its crawl toward the main cluster of humans .. where Snow and the others were stationed.
Gathering her shadow aura, dark tendrils began slithering across Sansa’s skin.
She prepared herself.
"Let’s see how long you can ignore me."
With a wave of her hand, a massive shadow expanded to cover a wide area beneath the Eight-Legged Lady.
From within that shadow, Sansa summoned a vast amount of aura, forming thousands of shadow serpents that erupted without warning. They slithered up the Lady’s towering body, coiling tightly around her limbs and torso.
Her eight legs and her entire form were soon engulfed by an overwhelming number of serpents, looking more like black ropes ..ropes that forcibly restrained the monstrous creature, halting her advance.
Shrouded in darkness, Sansa extended her arms forward, veins bulging beneath her unnaturally solid skin. Her face was tense, as though she were locked in a tug-of-war against a hundred thousand men.
It felt as if her body would rip apart at any moment under the unbearable strain, as her shadowy ropes barely managed to restrain the Eight-Legged Lady for a few seconds.
And just as she believed she had succeeded in stopping her—
The creature opened its mouth and let out a scream.
But it wasn’t just any scream.
Coming from a beast of that size, it was like a nuclear blast—one that shook both the earth and the skies.
The sonic wave ruptured Sansa’s eardrums and shredded her shadows to pieces, freeing the Lady with ease.
At that moment, the beast finally turned her attention to Sansa, glaring at her with her single massive eye ..an orb so enormous it looked like a planet.
Then, with a single movement, two of her colossal spider legs rose high into the sky, forming a sight so terrifying they resembled tree trunks threatening to pierce the heavens.
Without warning, they came crashing down.
Sansa saw the attack coming, but there was little she could do.
The Lady’s legs descended like twin meteors—massive, fast, and inescapable.
All Sansa could do was brace for impact.
In that instant, it felt as though the world had flipped upside down and crushed her. Her body was driven deep into the ground, buried mercilessly beneath the devastating blow.
The destruction left in the wake of that "simple" attack was on a completely different level ..one that the earth was never meant to withstand.
Amid the rubble and devastation, the Lady stared at the wreckage for a brief moment before continuing her advance as if nothing had happened.
She crawled on her eight legs with terrifying speed, threatening to breach the Imperial frontlines ..a disaster in the making.
Behind her...
From deep within the earth, a broken demoness began to crawl.