Chapter 174: Z’s Analysis (1/2)

Nessi— one of the five generals of Greed—walked slowly towards the formation of Lesser Frost Giants and Ogres while dragging her oversized blade on the ground as an ominous aura continuously oozed from it. Noticing her advance, the ogres and beastmen all adopted their fighting stands as they readied themselves to receive her attack with clear determination in their eyes.

Seeing that, Nessi couldn't help but roll her eyes at their foolishness. Her grip on her magic weapon tightened and her feet dug into the ground as a frightening amount of aura suddenly exploded out of her making the air in the entire ward stale and everyone aside from her master and the other four generals suddenly became ponderous.

”I'll end this quickly.”

Saying that Nessi disappeared from their sight and like a steamroller, she shattered their formation as she went straight for Albert who was clearly the strongest in the group. Her raw speed and strength were nothing to scoff at as she had completely dissipated the formation they had set up to match their opponents. Ogres and Frost Giants flew aside as she dashed passed them.

However—

There was something she had not accounted for, the lightning zone of the Behir that stood by Albert's side. The moment she had crossed the 30-meter mark, a sudden bolt of lightning that originated from the Behirs body shot at her from several locations.

”Tsk, trash should be trash and just die, don't stress me out for no reason.”

Brandishing her large blade, an oppressive aura gusted out of her swing and easily shattered the lightning bolts that came at her, and with a speed too fast for the Frost Giants and the ogres to follow, she reached Albert's location and swung her blade at him. Even the Behirs by his side had been unable to keep up with her.

*Boom!

Reacting quickly, Albert also swung his sword to meet her blade but failed to match her strength as his feet left the ground as the force of her strike had sent him flying back, further away from everyone else. However, this was what he had wanted as he only made an effort to block her attack so he wouldn't get the ogres and beast-men around him caught up in their fight.

A battle between demon lord-level threats was not something to scoff at and there were a lot of his men that would not be able to withstand the sheer force of their blade clashing, much less the rapid fluctuations in their aura.

The outer ward of the castle was incredibly large and Albert had flown quite far from his men but as a butler, he didn't want anyone damaging any part of the castle unless his master wanted it that way so he would have to do as this woman wanted and end this battle quickly so they could focus on the Behemoth of Greed, Mammon.

Until then, he would just have to trust Zomatsu to stall the rest of the Generals. However, it didn't seem like today was his lucky day as Mammon didn't seem interested in just watching his fight and sending in the 50 plus goons he had brought with him for some reason.

While Albert found it strange for the Behemoth of Greed to have those types of people with him, he did not have the luxury of time and space to think too much about it right now so he immediately transferred control of the two Behirs to Zomatsu and gave him command of their entire forces.

He then twisted his body mid-air and landed firmly on his feet albeit sliding back a little as he gripped his Miaodao tightly and braced himself for the incoming demoness.

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Standing by the side of the two Behirs, Zomatsu suddenly felt a connection with them which allows him to communicate and give orders to them, meaning Albert was asking him to take control of the Battle until he was done handling the female demon that was underestimating him way too much.

Mammon seemed to want to make this more interesting for his own amusement so he sent in his 51 goons which was a good thing for Zomatsu. As a former member of the Zorak family, he had seen such types of people before. People only believe and rely on their strength instead of their brains and simple logic.

He sighed under his mask and smiled.

These types of people reminded him of his father too much which tends to make his skin crawl. He had the Thought Acceleration skill as well— which boosted his thoughts by like ten thousand times the norm— so he calmly used it and on observed the situation.

There was no way the 51 goons charging at them were much of a match to their current forces which included the 13 Lesser Frost Giants and Behirs. However, he knew it would be more dangerous if they appeared too adequate and another one of the Behemoth's general took action.