CHAPTER 42: BATTLING THE ANCIENT FLAME DEVIL (2)

"Hahahahaha! Hahahaha hahahaha!! Hahahaha!!!"

A crazy laughter, it came from the pits of hell, one that shook the Ancient Flame devil.

"Yo, I forgot to tell you something..." A familiar voice rang out from the flames; chills ran down the spine of the Ancient Devil.

"... I am also a devil, hahahaha."

His figure came out unharmed under the flame, even though the Ancient Flame Devil was immensely shocked that nothing happened to Matt.

Hearing Matt’s next word of being a devil made it burst into laughter.

"Pfft, a devil, don’t make me laugh." The Flame Ancient Devil felt Matt’s words were hilarious.

Matt’s expression didn’t change in its words, but he grinned more,

"Oh, you don’t believe, hahaha, I don’t really blame your ignorance of my existence," Matt shook his head, urging his body as his right hand began to grow back in its most perfect condition.

During the battle, he was using his human power without making use of his devilish powers, which was why his arms were easily cut off.

Now, he satiated his hunger for battle, making sure that they were at the same level as they battled His body released monstrous, devilish energy that was purer than its own.

The monstrous, devilish energy swallowed Matt. The Ancient Flame Devil watched this and didn’t know what kind of transformation was undergoing.

This transformation lasted for some moments before the click of footsteps was heard as Matt came out from the devilish energy.

The Ancient Flame Devil looked before it and realized what stood before it wasn’t human but truly a devil.

Matt’s once-normal skin turned pale gray, metallic veins glimmering faintly beneath the surface.

Razor-edged markings ran along his arms and neck, as if his body had been carved by blades themselves.

From his back, jagged bone-like thorns pushed out, each dripping faint traces of black mist.

His hair, once soft, now turned pitch-black and spiked like sharpened daggers, streaked with a faint silver glow that pulsed whenever he moved.

Two long, curved horns spiraled backward from his temples, dark as obsidian yet edged with a steel-like sheen. And then—his eyes opened.

Not two, not four, but twelve crimson slitted eyes burned within his sockets, layered like overlapping circles that spun slowly, grinding like rotating blades.

Each eye glowed faintly, giving off a metallic glint that made the air hum with killing intent.

When he exhaled, the ground quivered. The air thickened with a sharp, metallic scent—blood and steel mixed.

His fingers had become elongated, ending in gleaming, blade-like claws that shimmered with every subtle movement.

Behind him, his shadow no longer resembled a man—it writhed and shifted like a swarm of swords, stretching out across the ground, hungry for blood.

The Ancient Flame Devil looked at the devil before it; it was still in shock of a human becoming a devil.

Matt’s aura was at the peak demon emperor, but we can’t say anything about combat power.

"Impossible, how can you become a devil?" The Ancient Flame Devil expression was beyond shock because it could feel the legibility of the devilish energy.

There are ranks among the Ancient Devils in terms of strength and blood power, and the Ancient Blade Devil surpasses them by a margin.

It didn’t think of anything else, using its skills.

A crimson-black fire spread everywhere, burning everything in its range.

Hellflare Burst, the basic skill that every Flame Devil has, but in the hands of the Ancient Flame Devil, it became an apocalyptic power.

The skill releases a wave of crimson-black fire that burns everything within range. The flames ignore normal resistance and devour both flesh and soul.

"Nice attack." Matt didn’t flinch at this as he also used the Ancient Blade Devil Skill, Blade Surge.

Devilish energy around his body became waves of invisible blades, slicing through everything in its path.

The black flame spreads all over the room, burning whatever it touches. It began to burn Matt, but Matt didn’t bother moving an inch from where he was.

He allowed the black flame to burn him to know how strong his defense was right now. The flame burned but couldn’t burn through his skin like a weapon.

Matt saw this, nodded, appreciative of the defense of the Ancient Blade Devil Form,

"This trick can’t harm me; if it’s your heyday, it might, but now even if you are unsealed, some of your strength has been lost, so stop this child play."

Matt roared, using the Blade Surge, and all the black flames around were cut off until they were extinguished.

The Flame Ancient Devil saw as Matt easily eliminated his attack which made it turn serious and realize how strong Matt was.

It immediately used an advanced domain-like skill, a skill that Devil King and above possess.

It’s a growing skill that is even used by Supreme Devils in battle.

"Crimson Pyre Domain,"

An advanced skill that Crimson Pyre Domain changes the environment into a world of endless flame. The air becomes suffocating, burning all oxygen while empowering one’s fire endlessly within its domain.

Everywhere became a sea of fire; all Matt could see was fire, endless fire burning. The aura of the Ancient Flame Devil increases as its flame gets stronger.

It became a flaming devil as it clenched its palm into a fist.

Matt’s body squirmed, and a blade came out of his body. His body emitted immense blade energy, pure and without devilish aura.

This blade energy made the Ancient Flame Devil feel a bit threatened.

With a movement skill called Inferno Step, black flame erupted under its feet as it vanished.

Matt also charged forward with his blade in his hands using a movement skill, Edge Shift. He transformed into a blur of cutting light, moving faster than sight—every movement of his left trails of blade energy that slices through the flame.

At the center of the Crimson Pyre Domain, both devils clashed against each other; the immense shockwave sent the flames around them flying away.