Hellmode ~Gamer Who Likes to Speedrun Becomes Peerless in a Parallel World with Obsolete Setting~-Chapter 737Vol. 12 - - Maneuvering behind the scene - The God’s system seized!

The territory of Space-Time God saw an invasion from Virdiga and Bask---once high-ranking demon, but now transformed into Fiend Kings.

Allen's party rushed ahead after receiving the message from Lupto, moreso to secure their comrade Cecile, but amidst the light skirmish, they soon learned that the Demon King Army had sent more than just two opponents.

Just as they'd thought all the access to other floors had been blocked, Kyubel and Mara, now the Fiend King, showed themselves as Fiend King Ordo blast through the 2nd floor through his skill «Inferno Blade».

Further aggravating the situation was the voice---the unmistakably grating voice of an elderly demon Shinorom---declaring his imminent takeover of the management system of Space-Time God, along with the help of a subordinate demon whose 'Gii' cry they heard.

Though Allen couldn't see it directly from where he stood, Peromus described it as a grotesque creature covered in tentacles, with a single monstrous eye.

He had heard how they tricked Beck, the former beast prince, and instigated civil war. They also had their hand in kidnapping Crucia, Doberg's wife, and were the reason behind Doberg losing one of his eyes too. It would be correct to assume they're mortal enemies.

Allen inwardly sorted out the situation while they stood in stare-off against the Fiend Kings

Bask, who was clueless all around, and expressionless Virdiga had to have some reason to allow Space-Time God to send SOS while also relentlessly forcing him into the fight.

Bask's wild aggression aside, Allen did feel Virdiga had been deliberately focusing on defense, drawing out time.

«You heard it, right? And yet, you arrived to fight, full of yourself once again. Uh-huh, it seems you really need to learn a lesson on how not to mindlessly jump in the situation. It's punishment time, Allen-kun~.»

It wasn't the first time Allen had been trapped. He and his party had once been sealed inside the Temple of Fire, where the Cult of the Evil God had made their move. He not only had fought Gushara, but also Bask, and Arbitrary God Pherames who was their enemy back then.

"But can you? This is the territory of Space-God, and I can disappear to any place."

But in the current situation, there was barely anything that could stop him, as he could still use Bird A's technique. It was quite a misfortune that Merus wasn't with them, since he could have used «Angel's Halo» to take control of the management system, however they'd more room to maneuver unlike the Fire Temple scenario.

«Indeed, it's not confirmed for sure. But would you do it, though? To leave your comrades behind... you can flail all you want, but you will always be a pawn in my hand, Allen-kun.»

In contrast, Kyubel, assured that Allen would have no choice but to still stick around, whistled and winked at him from behind the mask. It appeared there was no doubt in him over his victory.

"Tch!"

A groan escaped from Allen. He wasn't sure if Kyubel knew about the presence of Cecile or Commander Larappa, but he must have surefire intel over their comrades.

Still, Allen feigned frustration, trying to throw Kyubel off, all while probing for more intel.

(So... was the real goal to lure me here just to defeat me? No---it's not that simple. More likely, they're trying to keep me occupied while something else happens. That would make more sense. Let me see where their confidence stems from. Kuwataro---appraise them.)

«Understood. The appraisal is being performed.»

And soon, the status of his enemies laid bare for Allen to watch.

Race: Fiend King

Strength: 180,000 + 50,000 (from gear)

Magic: 250,000 + 100,000

Attack: 140,000

Endurance: 140,000 + 50,000

Agility: 160,000 + 50,000

Intelligence: 250,000 + 150,000

Luck: 120,000

Element: None (pure neutral), -50% Offense Magic Cast Duration, -50% Cooldown, +50% Magic Damage

Resistance: None, Magic Resistance (High), Evasion Proficiency (High), Abnormal Status Resistance (High)

Age: 2,180,000

Race: Fiend King

Strength: 350,000 + 100,000 (equipment)

Magic: 250,000

Attack: 300,000 + 150,000

Endurance: 230,000 + 50,000

Agility: 250,000 + 100,000

Intelligence: 200,000

Luck: 100,000 + 50,000

Elements: Darkness, +50% Critical Hit Rate,- 50% Cooldown

Resistance: Darkness, Breath Resistance (High), Magic Resistance (Strong)

(So Mara is a mage-esque character? Well, not surprising given his appearance. Ordo is none the less formidable. I guess so. The Demon King Army would've no weaklings after al---huh?)

Race: Demon (High-ranking Demon)

Strength: 30,000 + 50,000 (Equipment)

Magic: 22,000

Attack: 30,000 + 50,000

Endurance: 20,000 + 30,000

Agility: 22,000 + 30,000

Intelligence: 23,000

Luck: 0

Element: Lightning , +30% Critical Rate, +30% Cooldown Time

Resistance: Lightning, Physical Resistance (Mid), Magic Resistance (Mid)

Race: High Demon (Supreme Artificial Soldier)

Strength: 60,000 + 60,000 (Gear Bonus)

Magic: 72,000 + 100,000

Attack: 40,000

Endurance: 45,000 + 60,000

Agility: 60,000 + 60,000

Intelligence: 75,000 + 100,000

Luck: 0

Element: Wind, Fire, +50% Cast Time for Offensive Magic, +30% Cooldown Time

Resistance: Wind, Fire, Breath Resistance (High), Magic Resistance (High)

By having Kuwataro check out on current opponent's force using «Thousand-Eyes» and «Appraisal Gaze» skill in tandem---which were by virtue of his four eyes that allowed him to use multiple skills---Allen and team quickly learned they're facing 300 high-ranking demons, and 700 regular demons.

«Hmm, these numbers should be sufficient for now. Mara, cast the buff.»

«Understood. Evil Force! Alright, now everyone's buff will see an enhanced effect. By the order of the Demon King Army's Supreme Commander---cast your buffs now!"

«Yes, sir! Dark Protect!!»

«Mad Howl!»

«Full Devil Crash!»

«Energy Full Attack!»

---Crackle!

---Fwoosh!

---Screeeeeee!

At Ordo's command, Mara began weaving powerful spells into the demon horde. With crackling sound effects and flashes of malicious energy, support-type mages joined in, their chants laced with dark power, stacking layers of enhancements on every demon present.

«Makris---Freeze Cannon!!»

Allen summoned a Bird F summoned beast, and had it carry Makris in hope of interrupting their opponent, even if alone.

However Kyubel's grin only broadened when he saw this, seemingly already anticipating it.

«Oh, come on, Allen-kun. You really do not try hard huh. You're so easy to read someday you will not even realise when you've been backstabbed. Gandion, do it.»

"Freeze Cannon, incoming---wait, whaaAAAAT!?"

Kyubel's taunt and Makris's---stationed at the rearguard---panicked scream came at the exact same moment.

Someone had teleported behind the rearguard.

Allen turned in time to see a massive golem-like---one of the six Radiant Fiends he had seen in the imperial capital of Patlanta in the Prostia Empire.

Back then, it had a body forged of pitch-black adamantite. But now, It had been strengthened further, evolved to be Fiend King.

Now, Its body gleamed gold, a work of orichalcum obvious from a glance. When it swung its massive arm on bulkish body, it was as if a wall itself had been crashing on them.

Makris launched his Freeze Cannon, but the monster shattered it effortlessly---then, without pause, continued its sweep with an arm that stretched a full hundred meters toward Allen's group.

The hit must have brought down Makris's strength to zero as a light bubble floated out from where the floor and Gandion's massive arm met, and disappeared.

«Allen-dono!»

«Stay in your spot, Luck. I will make sure harm doesn't come your way!!»

"Jigen-sama, please erect a barri---kyaaa!?"

"Shophiarone-sa---aaaarh!!"

Luvanka tower above Allen to shield him from the massive arm.

The great spirit of poison swamps, Mouton, transformed into a massive membrane, trying to shield Sophie, Luck, and Formar. The great spirit of water summoned a wall of water. The great spirit of space raised a shimmering barrier.

But the sheer force of that one blow tore through all of it, devouring everything in its path.

«You all may forsake any thought of help, and accept your end in the nigh despair.»

As the wreckage spread across the battlefield, his words rang out like a cruel verdict, echoing over the ruins.