Chapter 727 Breaking The Ilussion
Elena's illusion maintained its facade, smiling at Grigor with an eerie sweetness as if she were truly alive.
The cavern seemed to reverberate with the cruel laughter of the demon god, reveling in the torment it had inflicted upon the unsuspecting human.
Francus's heart ached for his friend, who had been so desperate to see his loved one again.
He knew that they were ensnared in the nightmarish web of the Demonic Realm, where reality and illusion blurred into a surreal nightmare.
Desperation fueled Francus as he tried to break the illusion and free Grigor from the demon god's grasp.
"I have to do this. There is no other way!"
He aimed his blasters at the skeletal figure, firing precise shots meant to disrupt the illusion and reveal the truth.
Bright bolts of energy struck the skeletal form, causing it to flicker and distort. Grigor, still embracing the illusion, felt a jolt of confusion as the enchantment wavered. His hands clutched empty air, and he finally began to realize that something was terribly wrong.
The cavern quaked as the demon god's fury erupted. The illusion shattered, revealing the skeletal figure once more. Grigor stumbled back, his face contorted with a mix of grief, anger, and betrayal.
The demon god, its form undulating with rage, hissed in a voice that seemed to come from all directions. "You dare to defy me, mortal? You shall pay dearly for your insolence!"
Francus stood by Grigor's side, his blasters aimed at the sinister entity. "We won't be deceived by your illusions, demon!"
he demon god's fury echoed through the cavern as it confronted Francus and Grigor. Its voice, a cacophony of malevolence, reverberated off the walls. "If I can't obtain your soul through deception, then let me have it through torture!" With a sinister chant, it unleashed a strange spell, binding both Francus and Grigor in place. Ñøv€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.
Francus strained against the magical restraints, his muscles tensed as he tried to break free. He knew that they were in a dire situation, facing a demon god that had already deceived them with its illusions. The malevolent entity seemed determined to claim their souls one way or another.
"Grigor! You woke up yet?" Francus shouted, his voice filled with urgency as he glanced at his immobilized comrade.
Grigor, still struggling against the magical bonds, finally managed to respond. "Yeah! Sorry to burden you so much!"
Just as the demon god was about to unleash its wrath upon Francus and Grigor, a blinding beam of light pierced through its chest, causing it to convulse and scream in agony.
The cavern trembled as the demon god's monstrous form began to disintegrate into nothingness, consumed by the brilliant radiance of the light.
Francus and Grigor shielded their eyes from the blinding spectacle, their bodies bathed in the warm glow of the light.
As the light faded, they cautiously lowered their arms and gazed in wonder at the spot where the demon god had stood just moments ago.
"Who did that?" Francus asked.
Then, from the shadows, two figures emerged. Aldred and Victor, leaders of the Celestial Platoon, walked toward Francus and Grigor with casual expressions. Aldred, a formidable warrior with incredible power, and Victor, a skilled sentient robot, were known for their unwavering strength.
"Is... is that Aldred?" Francus widened his eyes.
Aldred smiled and waved at them. "Both of you caught yourself in a terrible place, huh?"
Francus and Grigor knelt immediately.
Francus, trembling in excitement and nervousness, barely manage to speak his thought. "T—thank you, sir. For saving us. If you weren't here, the demon would have killed us."
Aldred glanced at the two of them. A particular light appeared in his eyes and their information lay bare for him to see.
"You two aren't very strong, but." Aldred's eyes moved towards their panel that only he could see.
Potential talent: S+
Potential talent: S
"Hoo." Aldred smiled.
