With guidance from the behemoth's natural instincts he used a spell without being rank-B himself.
A black spell circle appeared below him and started to roll on the spot increasing momentum with every rotation.
That was the essence of this skill, charging up.
As he reached 1000rpm Greg could barely control it any longer so he released the spell.
BOOM!!*
He blasts forward!
Covered with a multiple layers of protection and propelled by great speed. He Crashed into the bars. His layer of black stone shatters along with some of the spikes on his body as the bars are heavily deformed.
The demons stabbed him with their spears, but thanks to his thick skin they only went 2 inches deep which for this hulking figure didn't even break through muscle.
Greg jumped back and used his spell again this time accompanied by a blood shield made by Morgania. The second try sent him straight through the barely stable bars.
The demons in the hall tried to stop him but to no avail. This time since he kept his strong spinning momentum, the spears aimed at him are forced down instead of breaking flesh.
The two demons quickly end up stuck to the ground like paste. which is surprising since they were both rank-B.
He unrolls and continues on down the hall with Gareth and Morgania behind him. Four more Rank-B reptilians block their path, each with a spear and tower shield.
This time they formed a shield wall.
Greg sensed a sharp turn so he turned himself enough to smash against the wall and keep some momentum turning into a plink-o ball, running into wall after wall.
As he turned another corner he reached a stairway with a large gate at the top.
Without hesitation He bursts through it, losing all momentum in the process. He goes soaring into the air, unrolling midair landing with a bang under a red sky.
Now that He's illuminated, his form was clear to see.
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A gargantuan beast towering at 20ft, with slick black skin with a metallic luster and a hard layered shell on its back like a turtle.
A body riddled with thick spikes and muscular tree trunks for arms and legs. The legs however are shorter than the arms and body, severely off putting to proportion lovers.
It didn't help that it had four horizontal slits for eyes which are pitch black except of a red dot in each, most likely representing the iris.
The mouth is even more grotesque stretching from each side of the face with large sharp teeth forming a forever smile.
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The two followed behind him and notice they are in the arena of a gargantuan colosseum. Dried and fresh blood stains paint the area a mix of sickly brownish red and blood red.
Armor fragments, decayed also fresh corpses, and bone fragments litter the ground and even the walls, which are covered with large thorn like spikes.
Escape might have been a possibility for the trio if it wasn't for one clear fact. The stands thundered with the noise of a crowd!
The stands are filled with all manner of intelligent demons that inhabit this layer of the demon realm. Their number is almost 100x that of imp nest.
Their ranks ranging from E to B, with thousands more surrounding the colosseum.
A majority of them are hollering and practically leaping out of their stands, some even almost falling into the stands!
"BLOOD RING!!!"
"BLOOD RING!!"
"BLOOD RING!!"
The demons chant with heinous smiles of their face. It was clear this was a show to them and they are the entertainment.
5 Rank-As sit under the emperor's box and three of them were chanting along. Their presence along with the stands full are enough to stop them from entertaining the thought of escape.
However one more reason their freedom would be hopeless is the creature sitting in the emperor's box. A terrifyingly aura is emanating from the box.
"Silence." The Demon asserts calmly with a voice that would usually be drowned out by noise. Nevertheless upon uttering these words the horde of demons fell deathly quiet.
No demon dared to make a sound or move a muscle, even the five rank-As refrained from making noise opting to take their seat.
The trio was even more so when a sudden intense pressure fell on them. They fall to their knees with their heads down and eyes locked to the ground. It is like an apex predator staring down a timid lamb.
This fear was the primal fear ingrained in most living beings and it was pushed to the maximum. Gareth was enraged that such a being dared to look down on him and enraged by his body's primal fear reacting.
This seething anger flowed into Greg who was also furious with the continuous obstacles that kept him imprisoned one way or another. His anger overtook his fear!
He begins to slowly raise his head centimeter by centimeter, his veins bulge as teeth clench. The fury in his eyes are the evident fuel to this defiance. The rebellious nature that has built up over time.
In what felt like eternity to Greg his eyes finally saw the demon staring down on him!
A demented throne of skin carved from the faces of many creatures. Each face had one thing horror and torment was painted clear as day on each face.
It is a Demon with grey demon with four muscular arms, two large goat horns on it's head, and four gray irised eyes. 3 being on the left side of it's face and one on the other. One hand held a chalice as the other held a crystal ball and the other two lower arms sat crossed.
It wore battle wore black and red gladiator with a spear stabbed into the ground next to him to go with it. This however wasn't as scary to Greg compared to what he saw next.
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Gray demon Karterax the Conqueror {Rank-S, basic grade}-Rings: 3-
Title: Demon lord
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This is the strongest creature Greg's met so far and Gareth always boasts being way stronger but seeing it in front of him is a completely different feeling. It was like his gut feel out of his body.
he blinks once to see what he saw is true because he couldn't see any other stats but when he opens his eyes. Karterax standing in front of him.
Due to Greg's fusion he was much bigger so even on his knees he was the same height as the demon lord. He could see his whole body and his eyes glaring at Greg.
"You dare to look into my soul!" Karterax snarls with anger plastered on his face. He didn't move an inch but a sudden immense pain shot through the skin on his feet. I was like a thousands of ants are slowly crawling up his leg and biting his nerves.
The pain quickly rushed to the rest of his body leaving him in severe pain. every single nerve screamed out and agony and he wished to as well but he couldn't utter a sound!
The flesh that made up everyone one of his organs was in pain. His face was the only thing free and able to move. His face contorted in all possible positions.
Suddenly the pain was gone!
Along with the pain went his vision and smell!
In the next instant he couldn't feel or hear anymore!
Then every sense was gone!
The world became blank.
What was left in front of the demon lord was a blobby puddle of black flesh with the skeletal remains of Greg in the middle.