Birth of the Demonic Sword

"We all know what we are good at," Noah exclaimed as the group prepared for the imminent fight. "Plans are useless now. Let's simply kill it without dying."

"That thing has deflected attacks that have almost killed us," Elsie commented as a weapon appeared in her hands.

"I have six possible explanations for that," King Elbas announced. "A few exchanges should be enough to lower them to one. Creating a countermeasure would be a mere matter of time at that point."

"See?" Noah laughed. "I told you that we know what we are good at."

Noah wielded the Demonic Sword and the cursed sword. Bloodl.u.s.t flowed out of his figure and made the magical beasts behind him hesitate to charge forward.

Noah's bloodl.u.s.t was a scary power now that his battle prowess had stabilized in the solid stage. The magical beasts couldn't help but feel scared when those violent thoughts reached their figures and triggered their survival instincts.

"Tentacles," Wilfred plainly announced while scratching his head.

"Tentacles!" Divine Demon shouted while shooting a challenging look toward Wilfred.

Wilfred pretended to ignore that gaze, but his mind felt dizzy for an instant, and he suddenly found himself looking toward Divine Demon. The latter revealed a smile before giving voice to a battle cry and exploding into a laugh.

"Head," Alexander sighed.

"Head," Robert added.

"Tentacles' base," Steven continued.

"I'll just eat," The Foolery announced.

"Is that how you handle battles?" Elsie asked. "We are against a rank 9 magical beast!"

"I'm not sure it's a proper magical beast since it comes from outside of Heaven and Earth's system," Noah contradicted her.

"Why would that even matter?" Marina, one of the cultivators from the old human organizations, asked.

"An expert can't ignore details," King Elbas explained. "They are what laws enhance in the end."

"But he wanted to eat it!" Keith, another cultivator from the old human organizations, exclaimed.

"Food is everything in a man's life," The Foolery announced while lifting its head and closing its eyes.

"Is it aware of its species?" Viola, the last cultivator from the old human organizations in the group, asked.

"I've stopped asking questions when it comes to the pig," King Elbas sighed. "I'm starting to believe that Heaven and Earth have created it as my unique curse."

Noah cut the conversation short by giving voice to a roar that made every cultivator, hybrid, and magical beast in the group shot forward.

The experts divided themselves according to their previous announcements, while those who didn't speak approached the parts of the jellyfish that seemed to suit their abilities.

Noah ended up flying with Steven toward the base of the tentacles to check if the insides of the creature's head featured the same powerful defenses as its pale-purple skin.

The jellyfish had many threatening tentacles, and faint sparks ran through them. Those pale-purple lightning bolts released small clouds of a dangerous substance whenever they left the limbs and dispersed power in the environment.

The tentacles appeared unapproachable due to those scary features, but Wilfred and Divine Demon didn't seem to care about that. They stopped in a safe position under those limbs and started launching abilities.

Steven and Noah also flew in that area before moving toward the insides of the dome-shaped head. The two of them had a more conscious approach to the battle, but they ignored the various dangerous sensations that reached their minds too. After all, it was only normal for their instincts to scream in fear when fighting a rank 9 creature.

The other experts approached the head and other seemingly exposed parts of the creature's body while the magical beasts gathered around it and started launching their innate abilities.

The jellyfish was massive, so the experts in the group could avoid affecting their companions' abilities. Everyone could seize a personal spot and see if their attacks caused some reaction in that pale-purple skin.

The white storms were still raging in the environment, but their power was slowly vanishing as they caused the separate space to expand further. They were too far to affect the battlefield, but the experts still made sure to keep track of their movements.

The creature didn't do much when the first wave of attacks landed on its body. It limited itself to wave its tentacles slowly. That simple gesture opened cracks that pierced the separate space and connected it to the void, but the entire area soon retracted and fixed the opening.

Noah was far from stupid. He knew that his group didn't have many chances to defeat a rank 9 creature even if the most powerful experts of his organization were on the battlefield.

However, he could use the seemingly poor intelligence of the jellyfish, its supposedly weakened condition after Heaven and Earth's long absorption, and the environment to his favor.

The collapse of the separate space could help him inflicting severe damages to the creature if the joint offensive of his group failed. Noah could deploy the same tactic used to defeat the Space Hounds even if he couldn't make massive dimensional portals close according to his d.e.s.i.r.es.

The main issue was finding out whether his group could hurt the jellyfish at all. In theory, the large team should have enough power to damage a rank 9 magical beasts, but Noah didn't know if that would even bring the creature closer to a critical condition.

The assault was mandatory. Noah had to see the power of the jellyfish with his own eyes to understand if his group could really hunt the creature. The shattering of the separate space wouldn't be enough to kill it, so he needed to make sure that his group could hurt it.

The initial exchanges revealed disappointing outcomes. Wilfred and Divine Demon's abilities couldn't get past the sparks that ran through those limbs, even when they worked together. A lightning bolt appeared whenever their attacks were about to crash on the tentacles and turned them into masses of energy that dispersed into the area.

Noah and Steven didn't do much to the insides of the creature's head with their powerful attacks, and they even had to deploy evasive maneuvers once the tentacles' bases grew closer to their position.

The magical beasts didn't achieve anything either. They were launching a relentless offensive that featured different innate abilities, but nothing seemed to work against the pale-purple skin.

Robert and the Foolery found themselves in the same situation as their companions.

The horned expert tried to use the properties of his toxic substance to learn about the creature's weaknesses and adapt to his attacks. Still, he couldn't find out much since his ability never managed to infect that tough skin.

The Foolery's teeth almost broke when it bit on the base of the jellyfish's head. Its power didn't allow it to injure the creature even if its existence had completely changed by then. The pig had a dantian and a mind now, but it still couldn't pierce that skin.

Only Alexander managed to find something that worked. He was using a strange ability to control the ground still attached to the creature's body and make it flow through its skin before detonating it.

The plan ended up flowing past the pale-purple skin and exploding. Blue storms spread through the jellyfish's half-transparent head, and the creature even began to move after sensing that pain.

Its tentacles shot forward as anger filled its body, but most experts were outside of their range. Only the Foolery was still on its skin, but its speed allowed it to avoid the storm of lightning bolts that shot out of the limbs.