Finding himself in a trap, the "Apostle of Desire" does not hesitate to use the most important ability of the "demonic" sequence, demonization.

His body, hidden under countless malice and desires, swelled, and the black liquid substance on the surface of his body seemed to have turned into a new layer of skin, enveloping his body more than two and a half meters, and the top of his head almost touched the ceiling, and two curved goat horns grew above the deformed head, and the flame-carved patterns on it exuded substantial malice, and a pair of bat-like wings fluttered behind it.

Swollen, he easily broke free from the frost beneath his feet and the invisible spider silk on his body, and his eyes that were still blue, but mixed with sulfur, looked at Isenger Stanton, the detective who was long overdue for his death.

"Die!"

Filthy demonic words came out of his mouth, targeting Isengard, a curse that belonged to demons alone, and whose evil powers alone could kill people.

But as if anticipating his movements, Sherlock Moriarty, who was holding a gun, dodged and actually took the initiative to block in front of the old detective, and his slightly thin figure met the eyes of the demon, becoming the target of the curse in place of the person behind him.

Suddenly, Sherlock was covered with rusty marks, like an iron man that had been rusted for many years.

"Poof—"

The dying figure grew smaller, thinner, and reduced to a rusty paper figure that burned in the air and turned to ashes.

Bang bang!

Sherlock's true figure emerged from the void on the side, the revolver in his hand fired repeatedly, and expensive demon hunting bullets flew out of the chamber of the gun, hitting the demon covered in pitch-black slime, but it couldn't even penetrate that outer skin, let alone hurt the demon body inside.

Paper Man Stand-in...... Is he a member of the "Esoteric Order"?

The thought flashed through his mind, and the demonized "Apostle of Desire" was not frustrated by the failure of the attack, and with a wave of his claw-like right hand, fireballs with a strong sulfur smell formed beside him, and he was about to follow Sherlock's figure and continue to attack.

He knew that the number of paper figure stand-ins was limited, and he ......

A premonition of danger crossed his mind, and he cautiously withdrew his arm, ignoring the fireballs that had lost control as they drifted through the air, his eyes filled with sulfur flames looking behind him.

The witch who had been hiding beside her, and at the critical moment, who appeared to destroy her plan, was holding a white bone long sword with a length of more than one meter two, slashing at her head and face.

Immature!

A witch who actually tried to fight her demonized self in close combat!

If it weren't for his transformation into a demon, the Apostle of Desire would have almost burst out laughing, kicking the unmelted ice from the ground, letting the flying shards slightly block the sword-wielding witch, and a blue-green hot flame ignited in his hand, and then out of the flames emerged a huge weapon dripping with magma, shaped like a knife, but more like a sword in length.

Holding this magma sword in his hand, he single-handedly blocked the bone sword in the witch's hand that continued to slash at him from avoiding the frost fragments, but the next moment, the huge power from the weapon's contact surprised him demonically.

This is a powerful force comparable to the sequence of extraordinary people in the "Warrior" pathway!

It seemed clear that the cursed flame was useless against demonized enemies, and the witch did not use her signature ability, but slashed again and again with a long sword, and infinite power continued to come from the weapon, and the body of less than one meter eight was forced to be close to three meters tall, and the demon whose horns had reached the ceiling kept retreating.

"Bang, bang!"

In the midst of the clash of weapons, the low, filthy voice of the "Apostle of Desire" came.

"Dead ......"

"Slow!"

As soon as he tried to curse the other party again with the words of the devil, a cry of the same words of the devil was heard behind him, and the gem-encrusted diamond ring on Isengh Stanton's hand shone faintly, and its owner's eyes were full of lava, and his mouth was also spitting out filthy demonic curses.

The body of the "Apostle of Desire", which was capable of resisting the witch's attack, instantly stopped in place.

He's ...... Mock... My abilities!

After only a second of slowing down his thoughts by the degraded demonic curse, the "Apostle of Desire" returned to its normal mobility, but in this second of parry, Angel's "Dawn Knight" sword had slashed from top to bottom with extreme precision, removing one of the demon's bat wings.

Hmmm-

The wings were reduced to ashes in the flames before they hit the ground, and the wound on the back of the "Apostle of Desire" did not shed any blood, and the effective attack was met with a merciless sneer.

In the next moment, the demonic horns born on his head ignited with bright yellow flames, and the complex patterns on the surface lit up at all, and a chilling wave swept through the entire room.

"Mental Shock!"

Simulating the "Devil's Language", Isinger, who was about to spit out the next word, found that his fear of facing the Sequence 5 Extraordinary was uncontrollable, and when the word "death" came to his lips, he instantly forgot how to pronounce it, and just wanted to hide behind the sofa, shivering.

Having run out of bullets, Sherlock, who threw away the revolver and was about to continue the attack with air bullets, was so angry at his enemies that he gave up his ranged attack and pulled out a piece of paper to shake it into a sturdy blade, about to pounce on it and fight the demon.

Angel, who turned the long sword and was about to stab the chest of the "Apostle of Desire", felt that the mania and desire to kill that had gradually spread in his heart instantly expanded, and the long sword that pointed directly at the enemy's heart changed from stabbing to splitting, and tried his best to slash it down, but under the dodge that the other party had expected, he missed it and slammed it on the floor.

What's worse is that other long-suppressed desires in her body also fill her body with the detonation of the "Apostle of Desire".

Hunger, greed, anger, lust...... Those feelings that she forcibly ignored as the "Ring of Madness" gradually accumulated in her heart.

"Whew-"

Angel exhaled a breath of turbidity, subconsciously let go of her right hand, and threw down the "Dawn Knight" trait that turned back into a bone spur, trying to get rid of the most urgent "madness", but the rest of the various emotions hit her brain one by one, still making her dizzy and standing in place.

A sneer flashed on the demonic face of the "Apostle of Desire", and his gaze swept across the room, the thoughtful but fearful old detective who wanted to leave, the young detective who was not good at close combat but rushed forward angrily, the female detective and her assistant who fell by the door, the stupid witch who was crushed by multiple emotions......

He can't beat it at all!

In the next second, the demonized three-meter-tall body of the "Apostle of Desire" rapidly shrank and returned to its normal body shape, and only a pair of blue eyes appeared on the body that was still shrouded in black slime. He glanced at them with resentment, turned and ran to the back door without looking back, his body gradually crumbling into a puddle of viscous black liquid that passed through the carpet and into the floor, and was about to burrow out of the room through the crack in the door.

"Click."

Angel grabbed the "Good Luck" pistol beside him, broke the hammer, and sent a trace of spirituality, activating the most important ability of this magical item.

"Bang!!"

A huge recoil force came, and Angel's bad luck that had been accumulated for many days turned into luck at this time, with only a 1/5 chance of an enhanced attack shooting out the "Storm Convergence" with sixteen times the power, instantly passing through the living room, through the corridor, and hitting the fleeing "Apostle of Desire".

The attack, as strong as artillery bombardment, blew the entire back door away, and sprinkled the back alley with a pool of black blood radiating through.

In the next second, the door was kicked open, and five members of the "Heart of the Machine" rushed in, each armed with a different extraordinary weapon, and rushed into the messy living room.

Thanks to the alliance leader who rewarded "Women's Clothing Makes Me Stronger"!

(End of chapter)