Card Apprentice Daily Log Chapter 1561 Unranked Hell Undead Agony



Date- 13 April 2321

Ti- 10:10

Location- Southern Region, Southern Capital

As Baem departed from the Southern Capital and made her way to Sky Blossom City, in one of the space vestiges, a majestic feminine voice spoke, "You're quick, aren't you? Follow it, but don't get spotted, and don't engage, it is a lot more powerful than you. Just report back where it goes and what it is upto."

"Yes, your majesty," a Demigod respectfully agreed with the commanding woman's voice, and then disappeared from the space vestige, following Baem's tracks.

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Agony didn't respond to Baem's departure, but the red light in her eyes beca more intense. Wyatt observed that the stronger the red glow, the more cold and indifferent Agony appeared. He wondered if Belphegor was suppressing the mories and feelings of her consciousness to turn her into a stone-cold killing machine using so ans that he had previously placed on her.

With the botherso snake gone, Belphegor commanded Agony pointing at the seventy-five demigods in a battle formation, "Go, deal with those nuisances."

Following his order, the red glow in Agony's eyes flickered twice before she moved toward the battle array formation set up by the seventy-five demigods. Her actions were chanical, she looked like a corpse puppet obeying her master's commands. It was as if Belphegor held her fate in his hands. No wonder Baem was so helpless despite her prowess.

"Ready," the leader of the first team announced to all the groups as they saw the corpse devil approaching. He was warning the demigods to brace themselves for another difficult fight. This battle was going to be much more intense and demanding than their previous encounters with devils since a portal to the Dark Realm had been opened right above the city. This ant that the Corpse Devil's power wasn't held back by the world's will, and it would be the first ti they would be fighting a devil at its full strength.

"Summon, Unranked Hell Undead Agony," Watching the seventy-five-point star battle formation lit up, the emotionless Agony imdiately began her attack.

The clouds in the sky transford into a fiery golden-red hue as they began to erupt with fire, casting a radiant golden glow over the city. The vivid blend of hot red and orange flas started to rain down, showering the city in a blazing inferno.

When the fires ca into contact with the wind, they let out piercing screams that were filled with agony. These weren't ordinary sounds, but haunting, almost human cries that resonated with tornt and suffering. The stronger the wind blew, the louder and more desperate the screams beca, rising and falling in a tortured symphony. It was as if the very elents were in pain, their voices rging into a chilling chorus that echoed through the air, adding an eerie, unsettling layer to the chaotic scene.

The seventy-five demigods, faced with the alarming onslaught of wailing flas summoned forth by the female corpse devil, acted with seamless unity using the big bang battle array formation. They employed their synchronized divine sense to create a radiant divine protection barrier covering each of them against the flas, filled with an agonizing scream, that drew near.

Soon the flas crashed against the divine protection covering the demigods like waves against a cliff. Each impact sent a shockwave of heat and light, but the barrier held firm, glowing with a serene, otherworldly luminescence. The demigods' faces were etched with concentration, their eyes focused, and their bodies poised, aware that any lapse in their collective resolve could spell disaster. In that perilous mont, thanks to the big bang battle array formation they were not just individuals but parts of a greater whole.

Unable to harm the demigods the fire touched down, it licked and danced across the scorched land, covering it in violent, writhing flas that seed almost alive wailing in pain. The once familiar landscape was now an intense spectacle of light and heat, a wild and uncontrolled display of fire rule's fury.

With the demigods destroying the rule domain trinity conjured by the mohawk devil, the relentless flow of magma that had once engulfed the city's grounds began to cool. The fiery river, once a wild and untad force, gradually lost its ferocity, turning solid and still as it transford into a dark, scorched landscape.

But now a new nace plagued the scorched city grounds, writhing flas that seed to twist and scream in unknown agony whenever the wind passed through them. One look and anyone could tell that these weren't normal flas; they appeared to the manifestations of pain and tornt that had taken the form of fire.

The flas danced across the cooled magma, their movent sinuous and serpentine, leaving trails of thick, dark smoke that billowed into the sky. The smoke hung heavy, a dark shroud that seed to breathe and expand, casting an oppressive shadow over the city. It choked the air, filling it with a stifling, acrid scent that clawed at the throat and stung the eyes.

Faced with the unusual smoke, and aware that normal fire rule doesn't emit smoke, the demigods beca cautious and chose not to lower the divine protection barrier that was shielding them.

Watching the smoke-filled fiery hell summoned by the corpse devil, Wyatt, who was facing off against Belphegor, was reminded of his match against Corey in the semi-finals of the city's high school card fight tournant. Corey had also summoned sothing similar, but the hell she had called forth was like a much smaller version, only one-hundredth the scale of what the corpse devil had summoned. The area of effect of Corey's hell was limited to the arena following the tournant rules so it was not a fair comparison not to forget the difference in the realm.

"Damned denied death, arise," Agony yelled, calling forth her army of damned souls. These were individuals she had sent to her unranked hell Undead Agong, a tornting place where the imprisoned were denied the release of death.