Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos-Chapter 125 124: The Fifth Demon

"Well, I guess I can just do whatever I want with you, tee-hee." the demon giggled slyly.

As Seiya remained silent and unmoving, trying to process the situation he's been put in, a tremendous force slammed into his side, sending him crashing about within the barrier.

The demon had landed a kick, although small in stature, the demon's blows were heavy and deadly.

Seiya landed on the ground within the barrier, his form crumpling as the impact had done quite a number on him.

He immediately rose to his feet, on guard for any incoming attack. However, since he couldn't even see nor hear any sound, he failed miserably at his own defense.

Several bone crushing blows landed on him from all angles—in a speed so fast Seiya couldn't even take a break. The flurry of attacks sent him hurtling and crashing about—more bruises and wounds forming on his body as relentless pain drowned his nerves.

Seiya tried his best to fight back amid the situation he found himself. The moment an attack lands on him, he counters instantly with a blow to the direction the attack came from but his hand meets nothing but thin air.

The demon found this amusing, moving swiftly and landing attacks repeatedly to the same place, so as to get Seiya thrashing into thin air—to entertain himself.

Unable to land even a single attack on the demon whose presence was fleeting, Seiya resolved to instead shield himself from any incoming attack the best he could.

It was a one-sided battle, the scales tipping entirely in the demon's favor. Like a seasoned warrior against a sheltered civilian—a predator with keen senses against a boy robbed of sight, sound, and speech.

Everything around Seiya was an endless abyss of darkness and silence—he felt confined to a container that drowned out nature itself—as if sealed within a void that smothered even the whispers of nature.

Seiya guarded his arms up over his face, braced for whatever next was to come. The next attack that came, however, was a heavy, sweeping kick that cleared his legs off the ground.

As Seiya fell toward the ground, he stretched his hands downward, aiming to prop himself up and balance himself against the ground. But before his hands could even touch the ground, another swiping kick, cleared his arms out of the way—crashing Seiya to the ground with a thud.

Seiya immediately made to rise but the demon's hand shot forward, as silent and undetected as usual—grabbed Seiya by the neck and slammed him back down.

Before Seiya could catch his hand to counter, the demon had already pulled away with swift speed. Yet, before Seiya could once again rise, the demon's foot came crashing down onto Seiya's stomach. The force drove the air from his lungs, sending a sharp pain through his body that jerked his torso upward, his form rigid as blood spilled from his lips.

Without giving Seiya time to recover from the impactful blow, the demon struck a kick to Seiya's side, hurling him up and hurtling him through the air. Before Seiya could crash, another weighty blow rammed into his rib cage from where he had hurtled to, blasting him back.

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Seiya crashed to the ground, rolling till he came to an halt—his form crumpled—blood dripping from his procured wounds.

Seiya's breaths came out rasped as he rolled onto his back, chest heaving up and down. He remained unmoving on the ground, arms spread out as he took the moment to rest—unbothered but braced for any incoming attack.

However, as Seiya remained on the floor, waiting for the next attack, none came. The demon had halted, standing a few distance away from Seiya, watching him with interest.

Several moments passed by, and there was no attack or anything. Seiya rose to his feet but the moment he need, he received a heavy strike to the side of his neck. The impact forced him down on one knee but Seiya didn't waste time rising again.

Noting there wasn't much he could do with his current situation, Seiya made to summon Kaeliyus—the sword to be precise. But when Seiya's lips parted to voice out the command, nothing came through.

Seiya's brow twitched behind the blindfold. He tried again, voicing the usual command, "come," but still, nothing came through. His mouth only opens, and though he actually speaks out the word, it doesn't form nor sound—making it appear like he was merely mouthing it.

No matter how much he strained or tried to shout the word, Seiya couldn't get his command through. Since he couldn't hear or see, Seiya remained unaware of the demon's explanation of his ability, leaving him in a state of confusion.

However, Seiya quickly grasped the situation to be the demon's doing—though unaware and uncomprehending of what exactly the demon had done, he knew it was him.

Before Seiya could gather his thoughts, the demon's hand, tense with bulging veins and long, talon-like claws dripping with poison, drove through his chest from behind—piercing him mercilessly.

Seiya's muscles locked, a cough of blood escaping his lips as his body hunched forward. The poison, dripping from the demon's claws, spread through him with swift cruelty, sending purple veins to bulge across his skin, pulsing violently with each heartbeat.

The demon yanked out his hand, leaving a gaping hole on Seiya's chest. From the wound, blood poured to the ground, pooling beneath Seiya.

Coupled with all the previous battles, Seiya appeared nothing short of a fountain of blood. His entire form was drenched, so thoroughly soaked that his clothes were barely recognizable.

Despite Seiya's critical state, the demon didn't relent in his assaults nor resolve to end Seiya once and for all—he was determined to continue toying with him until his satisfaction was fully sated.

From every angle, the demon unleashed a relentless barrage of punches and kicks, hammering Seiya with brutal force. "With no way to voice out any command to your sword, you're as good as dead!" the demon taunted, his eyes wide with excitement and a grin stretching as each blow landed.

The unrelenting blows hurled and blasted Seiya across the barrier—crashing him about like he was nothing more than a mere football the demon was playing.

The last blow that rammed into his side, hurtled Seiya back into the distance, crashing him onto his knees as he landed.

"Now, to sum it up," the demon crouched into a sprinting stance, the wide unnerving grin still plastered to his face. "…the final blow!" He announced, lunging at Seiya with full speed.

But the moment he closed the distance, Seiya's sword sliced through the barrier, shooting forward with incredible speed and force, its momentum creating a gust of wind as it drove into the demon, hurtling him aside.