Chapter 202: Planetary Attack

The four high-ranking Devils didn’t wait on the balcony for long. Seeing their endless horde being reduced to mere stepping stones, they leaped down from the towering palace, crashing into the bloody courtyard like falling meteors.

The ground trembled as they landed, instantly surrounding Alen in a tight, inescapable four-point formation. Their demonic auras flared, emitting a suffocating, dense Malice that pushed back the lingering dust and debris.

"Enough of this arrogance, human," the head Devil snarled, cracking his knuckles as his muscles expanded. "You really think you can just waltz into our territory and slaughter our kind?"

Alen’s footsteps finally halted. He didn’t look at the slaughtered horde behind him. His cold eyes simply locking onto the four powerful Devils blocking his path.

Without a single word, Alen reached out his right hand.

*BZZZZT!*

Violent, Crimson lightning suddenly erupted from his palm. The Crimson Essence crackled wildly, tearing through the heavy Malice in the air as it rapidly shaped itself into a jagged, pitch-black spear.

Alen gripped Godless tightly. He could feel the difference immediately. The weapon felt slightly hollow, a bit lighter than usual without Ravena’s spiritual consciousness synchronizing with it. Its weakened state was undeniable, but even without her presence, the power radiating from the blade was still overwhelmingly dense and terrifying.

The four Devils immediately felt the heavy suppression. But as they stared at the blood-red lightning coiling around the spear, their initial wariness turned into wide-eyed shock.

"Wait... that aura!" the first Devil gasped, looking at his comrades.

"It’s exactly the same!" the third Devil shouted, his bloodshot eyes dilating with pure greed. "It’s the exact same power as that little spirit!"

The head Devil let out a booming, wicked laugh. "So this weapon is the other half of that spirit! The physical vessel! Hahaha, now it makes even more sense for us to kill you! Once we take that spear, her power will be entirely ours!"

Alen ignored their greedy ramblings completely. His expression remained utterly dead, lacking even a flicker of anger or annoyance. To him, these Devils weren’t conversational partners. They were just dead meat standing in his way.

He vanished.

"Where did he—?!"

Before the head Devil could even turn his head, the world around them plunged into absolute, pitch-black darkness.

[Nexus Elemental Art: Darkness Type: Void Domain!]

The shadows swallowed the courtyard, instantly blinding the four Devils and cutting off their senses. Panic flared among them.

"Stay in formation! Attack blindly if you feel a shift in the air!" the head Devil roared, swinging his massive claws wildly.

But Alen was already moving. He didn’t just rely on the darkness.

[Nexus Elemental Art: Sound Type: Thousand Echoing Screams!]

A piercing, high-frequency screech tore through the darkness, amplifying off the chaotic shadows. The sound hit the Devils like a physical hammer to the brain. Their eardrums ruptured instantly, dark blood leaking from their ears as they fell to their knees, clutching their heads in pure, disorienting agony.

Alen appeared from the shadows like a ghost. He didn’t waste movement. He didn’t play around.

With a brutal, horizontal sweep, the Crimson lightning-coated spear cleaved seamlessly through the first Devil’s neck. The head flew into the air before the body even realized it was dead.

The second Devil tried to blindly launch a massive ball of Malice, but Alen simply sidestepped. He drove the butt of the spear into the back of the Devil’s knee, shattering the joint, before reversing his grip and thrusting Godless straight up through the monster’s jaw, piercing directly into its brain.

*SQUELCH!*

Two down in less than three seconds.

The darkness faded as Alen pulled his mana back, revealing the bloodbath. The third Devil and the head Devil looked at the headless corpses of their comrades in absolute horror. The arrogance from just a moment ago was completely gone.

"Y-You monster!" the third Devil screamed, launching himself forward in a desperate, suicidal charge.

Alen’s eyes didn’t even blink. He swung Godless in a rapid vertical arc. A massive crescent wave of Crimson Essence shot forward, splitting the ground, the air, and the charging Devil cleanly in half. The two vertical halves of the monster slumped to the ground, spilling purple blood everywhere.

The head Devil was trembling. He stumbled backward, his greedy ambitions completely shattered by the overwhelming, merciless slaughter he had just witnessed. He turned around, desperately trying to flee back toward the safety of the palace.

Alen raised his hand.

[Supreme Ability: Levitation]

[Nexus Elemental Art: Weight of Existence]

The head Devil froze in his tracks as the localized gravity around him spiked exponentially. He was slammed face-first into the bloody ground, his bones cracking under the immense pressure.

Alen walked over slowly, his boots squelching in the gore. He looked down at the paralyzed Devil with a gaze so cold it could freeze hell itself. Without a single word, he raised his foot and stomped down, crushing the Devil’s skull into a fine paste.

The 1 vs 4 clutch was over. It wasn’t even a fight. It was just a one-sided execution.

Alen flicked the purple blood off the blade of Godless. His eyes shifted upward, locking onto the towering, ominous structure of the Devil’s Lair.

He didn’t walk toward the massive doors. He didn’t plan on navigating a maze of dark corridors, dealing with traps, or fighting his way room by room to find the Demon Lord’s throne. He didn’t have the time or the patience for that.

Mana surged wildly around his body as he floated upward, ascending high into the dark, corrupted sky. He hovered perfectly still in the air, looking down at the giant palace like a god delivering judgment.

He raised both of his hands toward the sky.

Instantly, the entire Deadlands began to violently shake.

*RUMBLE...* *BOOOOOOOM!*

The ground tore open. Thousands of massive boulders, shattered pillars, destroyed buildings, and the corpses of the slaughtered Devil army began to float up into the air. The debris gathered rapidly above the towering palace, grinding and crushing together under the pressure.

In seconds, the floating debris formed a colossal, terrifyingly massive sphere of compressed rock and earth. It was easily ten times bigger and denser than the one his manifestation had used in the alleyway. It loomed over the entire Devil’s Lair, blocking out whatever dim light remained in the sky.

[Supreme Ability: Levitation]

[Nexus Elemental Art: Planetary attack: Falling Star!]

The colossal sphere began its devastating descent, casting a shadow of absolute doom over the entire palace. The sheer air pressure of its fall began to crack the roof of the lair before it even made contact.

But Alen wasn’t done. He wanted total, undeniable annihilation. His eyes gleamed with a ruthless light as he forced another massive surge of mana into the descending meteor.

[Nexus Elemental Art: Heavenly Descent!]

The speed of the colossal sphere instantly multiplied. It no longer just fell; it was dragged downward with the overwhelming, inescapable force of the heavens themselves.

The air ignited into flames around the edges of the falling planet, roaring like a beast of the apocalypse as it crashed directly into the heart of the Devil’s Lair.