Chapter 204: Devil Daughters -2

Meanwhile, the battle between the two demonesses has my nerves on edge. Their attacks are nothing short of apocalyptic, each blow capable of obliterating anything in its path. Through my Mana Sight, I observe how the surrounding energy is being drawn into their brawl. Mana swirls around Mephista in a dense, dark vortex, the vile, tainted energy pouring into her like water down a drain. Satana, however, is no pushover—she is absorbing about a quarter of the ambient mana herself. Despite the disadvantage, she is holding her ground, her raw determination and power keeping her in the fight.

The clash grows fiercer with every passing second, the very air trembling under the force of their attacks. The mana doesn't just surround them—it seeps into their bodies, fueling their terrifying strength and amplifying their demonic abilities. "This must be their home-field advantage," I mutter, recalling how demons in comics were almost invincible in their own domains. Their regeneration and power-ups in their own realms seem outright unfair, making them even deadlier than usual.

My sharp eyes also analyzes the hellish fire they are conjuring. It's not just ordinary flames—it's something far more sinister. The fire feels vile, twisted, and fundamentally opposite to the flames I wield. Watching them, I can't help but feel the weight of the immense power they are throwing around.

"Is this all?" Mephista mocks, her wings unfurling as she takes to the sky. She unleashes a devastating stream of flames from her mouth, the infernal breath roaring towards Satana. "And you call yourself the Daughter of Satan?"

Satana soars upwards in the air easily even without wings, her body enveloped in crimson fire as she dodges the onslaught with grace. "I will enjoy feasting on your soul, you miserable wretch!" she bellows, her fiery aura intensifying as she launches herself at Mephista.

HHHHRRRRAAARGH!!

RRRRRAAAWWWWW!!

Below them, the ground erupts into chaos. Restless demons swarm and clash, driven by feral instincts to attack anything and everything in sight. Claws slash, teeths gnash, and flames consume the battlefield in a savage, unrelenting frenzy.

"Fuck, this is like an all-out war. It is Hell, quite literally," I mutter, shaking my head as I conjure more popcorn with both hands. I shovel a handful into my mouth, the absurdity of the situation not lost on me. The demons on both sides look nearly identical—maybe even they can't tell who's who as they tear into each other.

"What are you doing just standing there, you stupid maid? Go and break that ball and capture whoever's inside! That is an order, Grayfia!" Mephista screams, her fiery attacks increasing in intensity, each one scorching the air around her.

"As you wish, young lady," comes a calm, clear, and reserved female voice. Despite the cacophony of battle, it rings out with a confidence that demands attention.

From behind the frenzied horde of demons, a woman floats into view. Effortlessly avoiding both ground and aerial assaults, she glides above the chaos with a single elegant flap of her black wings.

Her long silver hair cascades down her back, while two neatly braided strands with red ribbon accents fall over her shoulders. Her luminous silver eyes pierce through the madness. She is dressed in a pristine blue maid outfit that can barely contain her figure, the deep neckline showcasing her ample cleavage against her flawless, fair skin.

Her appearance is otherworldly, further accentuated by the crooked black horns jutting horizontally from her head and a white maid hat perched atop. Behind her, a black devil tail sways in measured, deliberate movements.

"Grayfia?" I exclaim, as the popcorn kernels remain frozen in my hand. The butter on it melts and drips down from the heat around me, but I barely notice. "No, it can't be… but she is even wearing a maid outfit," I mutter, utterly perplexed.

"You think only your father has gifted you servants?" Satana taunts, teleporting through Mephista's onslaught with ease, her counterattacks blazing with fury. "Stop her, my incubus servant, Zannarth!" she commands sharply.

GRAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

The battlefield trembles as a hulking figure bulldozes through the crowd of demons, tossing them aside like rag dolls.

Standing nearly three meters tall, the giant demon is a fearsome sight. His bald, red-skinned head gleams under the firelight, his yellow eyes glowing with malice. A small black goatee frames his sneering mouth, and his muscular arms—thicker than two demon heads combined—move with terrifying power.

"A scary-looking motherfucker," I mutter as I watch the enormous demon barrel forward, his sights set on the flying maid.

Just as my worry begins to creep in for the delicate-looking woman, she calmly raises her hands. Without a word, a massive shard of ice materializes in the air—a shimmering weapon nearly as large as the red-skinned demon himself. With a graceful wave of her hand, she sends it hurtling toward him.

GRAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

Zannarth snarls, grabbing nearby demons by their heads and hurling them at the incoming shard. Their bodies splatter on impact, disintegrating in bursts of blood and gore, but the shard doesn't slow down. Snarling, he leaps into the air, his massive fist coiling back before smashing into the ice mid-flight.

BOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!

The resulting explosion sends shockwaves rippling through the battlefield, and my breath catches in your throat. "Even her attacks are ridiculously strong… is that really you, Grayfia? But…"

The Grayfia I am thinking about isn't a Marvel character. No, she is from a famous Japanese anime series, High School DxD.

In that world, she was the wife, queen, and maid of Sirzechs Lucifer, renowned as the Strongest Queen.

My mind reels as I take in her appearance—everything about her, from her striking features to the dignified demeanour and even the iconic maid outfit, mirrors the character from the anime. The resemblance is uncanny, almost too perfect to be a coincidence. It is as if she has stepped straight out of High School DxD and into this hellish battlefield.

Before I can make sense of it, the battle scene sharpens before my eyes.

GRAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

The massive red giant still lives, though half of his hulking body is encased in ice.

BAM! BAM!

He pounds his fists against himself, shattering the ice bit by bit with each devastating blow.

"How do you have such a strong servant under your command?" Satana demands, her tone sharp with disbelief as her gaze sweeps across the battlefield.

"HAHA! Of course she's strong!" Mephista boasts with a booming laugh, her fiery aura flaring brighter. "She is not just my maid—she is one of the wives of my father, Mephisto himself!"

My lips twitch involuntarily at the revelation, and a bitter scowl takes over your face. "That bastard doesn't deserve a waifu like her," I mutter under my breath, teeth clenched in irritation. The popcorn I had been mindlessly munching now feels tasteless, forgotten in my hand.

Yet despite Mephista's triumphant proclamation, my sharp eye catches something peculiar—Grayfia's expression doesn't change. There is no pride or warmth in her silver gaze, only a chilling indifference. The logical side of my brain starts connecting the dots: Why would Mephisto's wife be reduced to a servant for his daughter? And why would someone so powerful obey orders so easily?

My Power Logical Detection reaches a startling conclusion… Grayfia must be in a dire need of a divorce!

"If you're gonna cheat, then I don't mind cheating too," Satana mutters darkly, her focus shifting to Grayfia, who is already preparing another colossal shard of ice aimed directly at the black ball.

Satana's eyes flash an ominous red as she begins forming a massive fireball, the air around her distorting from the heat.

SKREEEEE!!

The sudden screech fills the air as all the flying demons nearby crash down towards Mephista in a frenzied dive.

"What in the name of Satan is wrong with you dumb flying cunts?!" Mephista shouts, teleporting out of their erratic flight paths. Her voice crackles with fiery irritation as she glares at the demons. "Looks like you all need a reminder of your place!" Flames burst in her eyes, blazing brighter than ever as her anger peaks.

Amid the chaos, Satana finishes shaping her enormous fireball. A smirk spreads across her lips as her eyes return back to normal. Without hesitation, she teleports to the ground in front of the black ball, her fireball glowing ominously in her hands.

"You treacherous succubus bitch!" Mephista roars, her voice reverberating across the battlefield as she sees Satana's bold move.

I watch as Satana holds the massive fireball near the Black Ball, but I don't intervene. I am still unsure whether I should get involved in the chaotic battle, and I am also fairly certain the Black Ball will survive the attack, given how tough it seems. So, I decide to wait and see what happens.

"Hahaha! When I present you to him, Father will definitely reward me with a weapon made of Netharanium, just like my brother's trident!" Satana cackles, her voice dripping with glee. She pays no attention to Mephista's enraged shouts and unleashes her blazing fireball straight onto the black ball.

BOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!

The explosion is catastrophic. Flames engulf everything, vaporising nearby demons and scorching those farther away. Even the mountain I am sitting on trembles violently as a fiery dust cloud billows into the sky.

As I squint through the inferno, wondering if the cracked Black Ball survived the assault, my pink crystal shard begins to vibrate and emit an intense glow.

"Did it really break?" I murmur aloud.

Before the smoke clears, my sensitive ears catch a faint yet resonant voice.

"Azarath…"

I instantly jolt to my feet.

"…Metrion…"

"No fucking way!" I exclaim, my heart pounding.

As the smoke dissipates, a figure emerges from the center of the smouldering ruins. Standing atop the shattered fragments of the black ball is a frail-looking girl.

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