Chapter 279: Defeating the Archdemon Malpash (1)

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted as a five-meter fireball slammed into Malpash.

The surrounding buildings crumbled, black smoke billowing in every direction.

Merlin and Leina floated in the sky, their faces pale and worn from exhaustion.

“Is the demon dead?” Leina asked hesitantly.

Merlin opened the demon’s status panel and saw that it was still alive.

Suddenly, his heart raced—danger was coming from the demon’s position.

“Auntie, danger!” he shouted.

He grabbed Leina’s wrist and cast an acceleration spell.

In an instant, they vanished from their original location.

Two seconds later, a flash of black light—like a laser—struck the spot they had just left.

The beam tore through the ground, turning everything in its path to ash.

Leina’s heart pounded. She looked at Merlin, her voice trembling. “Thank you, Merlin. If it weren’t for you, I don’t even want to imagine what would’ve happened to me.”

The attack had come so suddenly and so fast that she barely had time to react.

“You’re welcome, auntie,” Merlin said with a soft smile. He glanced at the system panel, then added seriously, “But we need to defeat it quickly. My power will only last ten minutes—and six minutes remain before I return to the Fifth Spirit Core.”

Leina’s face tensed as she gave a small nod.

“I understand. According to my analysis, this demon seems weak against fire and destructive elements. If we keep attacking, we can take it down quickly!”

Merlin nodded. Spinning his magic staff, he leaped into the sky and unleashed his most powerful attack.

Leina didn’t want to be outdone. She raced toward the demon, releasing her high-level and holy-level spells.

“Argh!” Malpash groaned in pain as fireballs, lightning storms, and other devastating spells rained down on him.

“You two lowly creatures! I won’t let you do as you please, hieek!”

Clasping his palms together, he shouted, “Rise, my children!”

Rrkk!

The ground shook violently, and dozens of holes suddenly tore open across its surface.

Strange monsters crawled out. Their forms were terrifying—some resembled rats, wolves, and even ants.

Their bodies were black, with horns jutting from their heads, and their red eyes glowed with murderous intent.

They fixed their gaze on Merlin and Leina hovering above.

Then, two wings sprouted from their backs, and in an instant, they surged toward the pair.

“This is really troublesome,” Leina said coldly. “But I won’t lose!”

She released her grip on her magic staff, her fingers weaving a strange and mysterious hand seal.

“Holy Magic: Cloning!”

Buzz!

Five red lights appeared beside her, gradually forming figures that looked exactly like her.

Merlin’s eyes widened.

’What terrifying clones!’ he whispered in awe.

He also had cloning magic, but each of his clones possessed only twenty percent of his power.

Moreover, once he summoned them, he—being the main body—couldn’t move freely.

Leina’s cloning magic, however, was on a completely different level. Each clone held eighty percent of her power.

Merlin also noticed that the magical fluctuations in her body were perfectly stable.

That meant she didn’t need to stand still to summon her five clones.

“My clones, hold off those monsters while Merlin and I attack the demon. Understood?”

“Understood, Master!” the five clones replied in unison.

Without hesitation, they darted toward the monsters, launching a devastating assault.

Leina didn’t wait. She raised her magic staff high and shouted, “Holy Magic: Divine Palm!”

Whoosh!

A magic circle several meters wide appeared, and a bright golden hand rose from it.

In comparison, Malpash looked like an insignificant ant.

“I will not lose! Hiek!”

Malpash clenched his fists, every muscle tensed and rippling with power.

Steam rose from his breath as he lifted his hands to meet the giant strike.

Boom!

The golden hand’s strike slammed into him, cracking the ground and driving him into a two-meter-deep crater.

Leina’s eyes widened. The magic was incredibly powerful, yet Malpash still managed to hold it back.

Before she could strike again, Merlin sprang into action.

The Arkan Magic Staff glowed brilliantly as green roots burst from the ground, lunging straight at Malpash.

They wrapped tightly around his arms and legs.

Malpash was shocked, but his reaction came too slowly.

The roots yanked at his limbs, throwing him off balance.

Boom!

The giant golden hand struck him again, leaving a palm print several meters wide.

Whoosh!

The hand dissolved into smoke, revealing Malpash’s unconscious form.

The force of the strike had flattened his body like a sheet of paper, creating a grisly sight.

Buzz!

Suddenly, demonic power swirled around him, encircling his body as if to heal him.

“Auntie, let’s attack with our ultimate power! Otherwise, it’ll be a problem if he revives!” Merlin shouted.

“I understand!”

Together, they raised their magic staffs.

“Holy Magic: Meteor Shower!”

“High-Level Magic: Thousand Swords!”

Hundreds of red magic circles appeared in the sky, each releasing a two-meter-long meteor that slammed into Malpash.

At the same time, thousands of golden magic circles formed around him, still in the midst of healing.

The circles flared brilliantly, then unleashed thousands of white swords tinged with gold, all firing straight at Malpash.

Boom!

Boom!

The explosions were massive, obliterating everything in a radius of five hundred meters.

Nolan and Leina quickly flew away from the devastation.

Leina raised her magic staff, summoning a blue barrier that blocked every shard and fragment from the blast.

Moments later, the explosions subsided, leaving only black smoke billowing high into the sky.

Leina lowered the barrier and let out a relieved sigh.

“Thank goodness we made it,” she said, smiling.

She sensed no trace of the demon’s aura—it was either dead or had returned to his lair.

Merlin nodded faintly. “You’re right, Auntie. We… ugh…”

Before he could finish, an overwhelming wave of fatigue hit him.

His body slumped forward, but Leina caught him just in time.

His face pressed against her chest, and the faint, sweet scent made him dizzy.

“Are you okay?” Leina asked.

Merlin froze. Her softness and the delicate scent left his head spinning.

He tried to pull away, but his body was too weak to move.

“I’m… fine,” he said, his voice tinged with shyness.

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