Chapter 23: Inferno
Niel's gaze locked onto Golax, his voice calm and collected. "Next."
His figure ignited, enveloped in dark silver flames. The blaze intensified, consuming the surrounding air.
As Niel traversed Golax's army, demons disintegrated in his wake. His speed was unparalleled, leaving destruction in his path.
Golax, a Dark Star Realm Stage 1 demon, watched in awe. He couldn't blaze nor control his fire like Niel.
Niel's body served as the toughest armor, repelling attacks with ease. The demons fled in terror.
Niel stepped forward, his eyes menacing. "I hope you'll be entertaining."
He vanished, reappearing before Golax. A ruthless punch sent Golax stumbling back.
Golax retaliated, their knuckles colliding in a shockwave that cracked the ground beneath them.
The force sent Golax flying backward, his fist bloodied. Niel took only three steps back.
A crazed smile spread across Niel's face. "Good, very good."
Golax's eyes narrowed. "You're...enjoying this?"
Niel's grin widened. "I've waited for this moment."
The battle raged on, hell's landscape shifting with each clash.
The battle raged relentlessly, Niel unleashing ferocious attacks without regard for his own well-being. His claws shredded through the strongest metal, while his kicks sent shockwaves tremoring through Hell.
Golax stumbled backward, desperate to create distance. Three days passed, yet the onslaught continued.
Finally, Golax jumped back, gasping for breath. His face was disfigured, bloodied, and bruised his entire body is covered in blood.
With a defiant glare, Golax locked eyes with Niel. "I will be back. Mark my words."
He turned, fleeing through the portal to the Demon Realm.
Niel watched Golax depart, his expression bored. No attempt was made to stop him.
With a nonchalant touch, Niel wiped the corner of his lip, where a faint trickle of blood had appeared.
"Quite disappointing," he murmured, before vanishing.
The aftermath of the battle left Hell scarred. Demons fled, trembling at the mention of Niel's name.
In the Demon Realm, Golax collapsed, exhausted. His wounds would take time to heal.
A figure approached, cloaked in shadows. "Golax, you've returned."
Golax's eyes narrowed. "I'll return to Hell, stronger."
The figure stepped forward, revealing a silhouette figure.
"Your determination is admirable, Golax. But understand, Niel's power is unlike anything we've seen."
Golax's gaze burned with resolve. "I'll surpass him."
Silhouette expression turned enigmatic. "Perhaps. But at what cost?"
Meanwhile, in a hidden chamber, Niel reappeared, his thoughts introspective.
His battle with Golax had uncovered hidden strengths and weaknesses.
A plan began to form, one that would reshape the Demon Realm and Hell.
Niel's eyes gleamed with anticipation. The true battle was only beginning.