"Hellfire Bird!"
Monspeet was the first to attack, and between his outstretched hands, violent flames gathered into a chirping bird.
Monspeet didn't choose to attack Meliodas, he wasn't stupid enough to use a magic power attack against Meliodas, who possessed "Full Counter".
But unfortunately, his attack didn't have much effect on the other person either.
The Hellfire Bird cried out and flew out, leaving a scorched trail on the ground.
Drake's mood was a bit complicated at this time, as he had become more active in various worlds, his abilities had also become known to many people.
So it seemed that it had been a long time since anyone had attacked him with flames!
So Monspeet, who had attacked him with flames... was really a good person!
So Drake didn't retreat, but instead advanced, opening his mouth and directly biting the Hellfire Bird.
The bird made of flames cried out like a real animal, and then was sucked into Drake's stomach.
Drake chewed, saying, "This stimulating taste is a bit like chili peppers, but power is surging up after eating it!"
Monspeet couldn't help but frown, having fought in wars for thousands of years, he had also seen all kinds of magic power, and just a magic power that absorbed flames wasn't enough to make him surprised.
But with this, his attack methods were severely limited, but that didn't matter, there wasn't only one person on his side.
Derieri moved at the first moment Drake had swallowed the Hellfire Bird, dark energy forming a giant claw on her arm, slamming down hard at Drake.
Drake propped up his arm, steadily blocking Derieri's attack. The dark giant claw collided with Drake's arm, and a muffled sound and impact were transmitted together.
Derieri didn't have any expression on her face, mechanically waving the giant claw, landing another three attacks on Drake's arm.
Drake felt the increasingly stronger power, looking with interest at this woman whose attire and fighting style were quite uninhibited.
Magic Power "Combo Star," as the number of combos increased, the attack power would also increase accordingly.
In the original story, when the number of combos had reached fifty-six, even Meliodas had his arm crippled with one blow.
If it was a battle, Drake would have wanted to see how many combos Derieri could stack up before she could threaten him, but this was a bloodbath!
Having mastered this kind of ability that exerted power in the later stages, Derieri naturally wouldn't care about the gains and losses of each move.
Her body twisting, Derieri was about to connect with her fifth combo.
But before her arm could fall, Drake had flown up with a kick, kicking Derieri in the abdomen. Derieri's eyes were about to pop out, and her entire body flew back.
Drake chased after her, but saw that Drole had replaced Derieri before him, and Drole's fist had already struck over fiercely.
The distance was too close, and Drake hadn't been able to react in time, being knocked back by Drole's punch.
If he hadn't seized this opportunity, Zeldris wouldn't have been able to become the leader of the Ten Commandments.
Appearing before Drake in an instant, Zeldris slashed his sword at Drake's chest.
Drake crashed heavily on the ground, directly smashing out a large spiderweb-like crack in the ground.
Monspeet's unknown magic power was really a support god skill, able to forcibly swap the positions of objects that were touched with the target.
Just now, he had swapped Drole and Derieri, which had caught Drake off guard.
With the support of Monspeet's magic power version of Amenotejikara, Zeldris had found an opportunity to attack.
Drake gritted his teeth, saying, "As expected of someone with a power level of over 60,000, that really hurt!"
Zeldris also landed back on the ground, saying coldly, "Are you mocking me? You don't have any injuries at all!"
That's right, there was only a white mark at the spot where Drake's chest had been slashed, not even a drop of blood had come out.
Zeldris' expression became gloomy. Galand had escaped back in a sorry state last time, even losing his Commandment.
When he had heard that the one who had defeated Galand and taken away the Commandment of Truth was just a human, his first thought was disbelief.
Humans were originally a weak race, and this era wasn't like three thousand years ago, magic power had long declined, and it was impossible for true powerhouses to be born.
But he also knew that although he had lost the Commandment of Truth, Galand wouldn't lie.
So even though he didn't believe it, Zeldris had still prepared for the appearance of a human powerhouse.
But he hadn't expected that this human powerhouse would actually be this strong.
Zeldris hadn't held back at all with that slash just now, and he believed that even Drole, who had activated Heavy Metal, wouldn't have been able to block it.
But the result was that it had only left a mark on Drake's chest that couldn't even be considered a wound.
Drake casually tore off his broken shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.
"This is getting a bit interesting, I'm fired up!"
The flames that surged out of Drake's body were so scorching that Zeldris was forced back half a step by the heatwave.
Stomping on the ground, Drake rushed before him at a speed that Zeldris couldn't even see clearly, throwing a punch.
"Fire Dragon's Crushing Fist!"
Zeldris held his short sword horizontally, blocking Drake's fist, and the spot that was hit was directly heated into a red-hot state.
Before the surprised expression on Zeldris' face could disappear, his entire body was sent flying back.
After sending Zeldris flying, Drake's body suddenly shook. The ground beneath his feet cracked, and Drake was directly lifted up by a large piece of diamond that had drilled out of the ground.
And above his head, Drole's fist slammed down like hammering iron.
This punch had used all of Drole's power, and that extremely hard diamond was shattered.
But Drake, who was caught in the middle, was unharmed, Drole's fist directly being blocked by his raised hand.
Zeldris, who had been sent flying, charged back again, kicking Drake in the chest, sending Drake flying out.
Drake's feet stepped heavily on the ground, stopping his retreat. The Evil Dragon and Dragon Slayer covered his arms, Drake quickly throwing punches at Zeldris' blade, which was wrapped in dark magic power.
At the moment when the fist armor and short sword collided, flames and dark energy burst out, each occupying half of the sky.
But in the blink of an eye, the flames formed a giant dragon, directly tearing the dark energy to shreds. And Zeldris had also retreated again.
Zeldris only knew that the Goddess Clan's inherent ability "Ark" could restrain the Demon Clan's dark magic power, he hadn't expected that this human's flames would also have this kind of power.
His dark magic power hadn't been able to last long before the flames, and if he hadn't decisively chosen to retreat, he might have been burned.
And the one who had replaced Zeldris in blocking Drake was Derieri, having used Monspeet's magic power to appear behind Drake, Derieri had attacked five times in an instant, wanting to directly brush out five combos.
Drake naturally wouldn't be tripped by the same stone twice, having been wary of Monspeet repeating his old trick long ago.
At the same time that Derieri had appeared, Drake had reacted, throwing a backhand chop.
The hand chop covered in the Evil Dragon directly shattered Derieri's offensive, hitting Derieri before Monspeet could activate his ability again, sending her flying directly.
Drake's hand chop was even more terrifying than a real blade, and even with dark magic power protecting her, Derieri's chest and abdomen still had a scorched, irregular wound, as if she had been fiercely bitten by a fire dragon.
Drole hadn't been able to support in time, and could only use his four fists to attack Drake like crazy.
"Fire Dragon's Blazing Flame!"
Drake's fingers bent, as if the flames had been grabbed. As Drake brought his hands together, the flames directly burst out, engulfing Drole's upper body.
The flames only raged for two seconds, and soon dissipated, revealing the miserable Drole.
Drole had retracted his arms in time when the flames had approached, and had used Heavy Metal to defend his head and chest.
But his arms and the exposed skin had been severely burned, and some places still had sparks.
Just then, a drop of Life Dewdrop landed on Drole's body, instantly healing his burns.
Drake frowned, turning his head to look at Meliodas, who was being suppressed by Estarossa.
"So I'm saying, Captain, can't you be a little more reliable!"
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