The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 17: Dark Storm Brewing (part 2)

"That's true... indeed, it can block all kinds of regeneration. It can even burn magical beings who are immune to physical attacks. Am I right?"

"Well, yeah... basically. That's the point." Muttered Dominus surprised. This "human" knew so much about one of his family's special skills.

"Khm! Anyway, are you willing to admit defeat seeing my powers? Bow before the Dark Lord, and be spared!" He strained his face to remain collected and cool, but he couldn't help but feel it would not be that easy. Yes, if anything, he was confident he couldn't win at all!

He needs to get this done fast, use the Phoenix Tears to heal his companions, grab the girl, and then get away! This whole plan backfired in the worst possible way!

"Who thought this monster guarded her? And where are the Gremory and Sitri when one needs them? Are they not aware of what's going on in their territory?"

Ever since the battle started, he wondered when they would show up to stop him. Yet, his anticipation failed, neither of them appearing to intervene!

"At least I could use them to take out this monster... or leave them to deal with him until we escape! What the hell are they doing? Why are they not here already?"

He glanced to the side, his comrades still not recovered. He needs to be careful!

"I am only saying it is interesting to see it in this realm. I never said it is special or anything." Uninterested, the servant inspected his nails before brushing them against his uniform. "Even an imp can use it."

"You are bluffing!"

"Do I?"

"This constant mockery will be your end. You will regret ever mocking me! Everyone always does it... EVERYONE! But you will learn your place! YOU WILL ALL PERISH! I SWEAR! FOR I AM THE NEXT DARK LORD!" He had no more reason to hold back. He is running out of tools and means to allow himself such luxury!

"You will all learn my true worth!"

The devil noble concentrated every inch of demonic power his body could produce, and the black fireball of the abyss went even darker and sinistrous! Growing in size as he raised both hands in the air! He would go down with a big flash if he had to go!

More and more of these miasmic flames materialised around, concentrated into orbs, absorbed with the single one floating above his palms.

The sheer heat it radiated started to melt the ground underneath, black electricity lashing out from the might he gathered.

"Guuhh!" His body trembled, never before exerting and gathering so much power before at once!

"I am sorry, guys; I can't hold my promise to you." The promise that he swore when they joined him. The oath and dream all agreed to fulfil!

"DIE!"

The mighty attack, which should leave behind nothing, sped towards the servant.

Dominus wasted no time to use his remaining power and hurried to his comrades' side, conjuring a barrier of unholy power, bracing himself for the shockwave that would follow!

"Oh dear, it is so sad when insignificant worms try to look big." Yet, no matter this mighty display, Rorschach smiled, tilting his head, facing with a smile the ginormous black fireball. "Ah well... Phuf!"

Like an adult would snuff out some weak birthday candle with their breath, just such Rorschach dispersed the raging fireball of the abyss with but a breath, leaving behind nothing but the memory of its promised carnage.