Chapter 82: The fight ii

The moment the two demons charged at Alexander, the entire atmosphere in the palace compound changed. Their red and black energies spread through the air as they attacked him from opposite sides, hoping to overwhelm him before he could defend himself, but Alexander moved so quickly that their swords only cut through empty air.

The black-haired demon turned sharply, trying to catch Alexander from behind, only for the werewolf to bend backward and avoid his attack before kicking him hard in the stomach. The demon stumbled several steps away, barely managing to keep his balance, while Alexander spun around and swung his sword at the red-haired demon’s shoulder.

The red-haired demon blocked the attack, but the force behind Alexander’s sword pushed him backward, making his arms tremble from the impact. "What the hell is wrong with this brown wolf?" he shouted, staring at Alexander in disbelief.

Alexander grinned at him. "What’s wrong? Are you already tired? I thought demons were supposed to be strong!"

The red-haired demon growled and attacked again, this time using his demonic energy to increase his speed. His sword moved toward Alexander’s neck, but Alexander ducked beneath the blade and struck him hard across the chest with his elbow before grabbing his arm and throwing him over his shoulder.

The demon flew through the air and crashed toward the palace gate, hitting the ground so hard that he rolled several times before stopping dangerously close to the stone steps. His head nearly struck the edge of the gate, and he stared at the sky for a moment, wondering how a man who had been smiling at him only seconds earlier could throw him around like a useless object.

Before he could recover, Alexander’s voice reached him. "Get up. We’re not finished."

The red-haired demon’s face twisted with anger as he forced himself to stand, while the black-haired demon watched Alexander with growing caution.

They had fought many powerful warriors before, but this was different. Alexander was not only fast; he was also strict and merciless in battle, refusing to give them even a second to recover. His movements were sharp and controlled, and he seemed to know exactly where to strike to cause the most damage.

The black-haired demon suddenly understood why people feared the Supreme Gamma.

Alexander was even more difficult to fight than Ethan, who always go straight to the point! At least Ethan’s cold expression and serious personality gave his enemies a warning about the kind of man they were facing, but Alexander’s cheerful face made it easy to underestimate him. That mistake had nearly cost the red-haired demon his head.

The two demons exchanged a quick look before spreading their demonic wings and rising into the air. If they couldn’t defeat Alexander on the ground, they would use their ability to fly and attack him from above, where they believed their movements would give them an advantage.

Unfortunately, Alexander only laughed when he saw them take to the sky. He jumped into the air, his powerful legs sending him several meters upward before he twisted his body and flew after them. The two demons immediately separated, attacking him from different directions, but Alexander moved between them with shocking ease, turning and dodging their swords as if he had been born to fight in the sky.

The battle became even more intense as the demons finally managed to strike back. The red-haired demon swung his sword toward Alexander’s face, forcing him to turn away, while the black-haired demon attacked from behind and struck one of Alexander’s swords with enough force to knock it from his hand.

The red-haired demon seized the chance and kicked Alexander hard in the chest, sending him backward through the air.

For a brief moment, the two demons believed they had finally gained the upper hand, but Alexander twisted his body before he could fall and landed on the palace wall. He pushed himself off it immediately, launching himself toward them before either demon could prepare another attack.

His remaining sword flashed through the air, forcing the black-haired demon to raise his weapon to defend himself. The impact was so strong that his sword slipped from his grip, and Alexander’s elbow struck him across the nose.

Blood poured from the demon’s nostrils as he cried out and staggered backward.

The red-haired demon rushed forward to help his companion, but Alexander turned toward him and struck his hand with the edge of his sword. The demon’s fingers opened from the pain, and a deep cut appeared across his hand as he dropped his weapon.

Both demons fell back to the ground, breathing heavily as they stared at Alexander with a mixture of anger and disbelief.

The red-haired demon pressed his injured hand against his chest, while the black-haired one wiped the blood from his nose and struggled to catch his breath.

"How is this possible?" the black-haired demon demanded, glaring at Alexander. "Why doesn’t our magic work on you?"

The red-haired demon looked down at the ring on his finger, and his expression darkened as he remembered something. He released a frustrated sigh and clenched his injured hand. "I’m going to deal with that damn witch later," he muttered, his voice filled with anger.

Alexander tilted his head, studying them with interest. The anger in their eyes was enough to tell him that they had no intention of giving up.

They charged at him together, determined to use their combined strength to bring him down before he could attack again.

Alexander waited until they were close enough before moving aside, allowing them to rush past him. At the same moment, he raised both hands and positioned them like blades, striking the joints in their knees with terrifying accuracy.

The two demons cried out as their legs suddenly gave way, but before they could understand what had happened, Alexander moved his hands upward and struck their waists, disrupting their movements and leaving them unable to defend themselves properly.

He turned toward the red-haired demon first, hitting the side of his neck with a sharp movement that made his entire body stiffen. Then he struck the black-haired demon across the forehead, knocking him backward before following up with another precise blow.

Both demons crashed to the ground, their bodies barely responding as they struggled to move their arms and legs.

Alexander stood over them for a moment, looking down at their helpless forms before dusting his hands together as if he had just finished a simple task. He picked up his swords, returned them to his belt, and walked away without even looking back.

Hazel remained frozen on the upper floor, her mouth hanging open as she tried to process what she had just witnessed. The fight had been so intense that she had forgotten to breathe properly, and now the two demons who had entered the palace so confidently were lying on the ground, unable to stand.

Rita arrived at the compound and looked down at the two demons lying on the ground. She studied their bodies for a moment before releasing a long, tired sigh. "Oops! He dislocated their joints."

She groaned and rubbed her forehead, clearly annoyed by the amount of work Alexander had created for her. "That’s so annoying! It’s going to take them a while to heal"