Without waiting for an answer, Lith recalled the mass of darkness and Spirit Magic while the Demons charged at the dead Balor.
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'You remember my name? I'm honored. Your memory has been as bad as my spiteful master's since the day I died by your hand.' The puddle was being cut apart by dozens of claws yet Yozmogh laughed merrily.
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'Let me return the favor with a surprise of my own!' A black light spread from the eye, sucking in the darkness element from the surrounding world energy. 'You are indeed an amazing creature. Each of your thralls not only gains a body of their own, but even mana organs.'
The puddle grew in size, gaining limbs and healing its wounds faster than the other one-eyed Demons could open them.
'Stop him!' Lith ordered Locrias and the other six-eyed Demons. 'A Balor's black eye can constantly draw energy and increase his powers even after I cut the connection.'
'Stop him how?' Trion asked while slashing at Yozmogh with his blade only to see the wound close a second later. 'We can't die until we run out of energy but based on what you said, that doesn't apply to him.'
'To them!' Valia corrected him while pointing at other puddles formed by rancorous souls after stealing part of the energy that had been intended for the Demons.
Yet those didn't belong to a Balor and the moment Lith recalled the Void, they faded away.
'Burn him with Origin Flames.' Lith ordered while shaking off the remnants of the side effects of the Call of the Void. 'Blast him with darkness magic. Drain him with Demon's Touch. There's more than one way to bury an undead.'
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The mouths of the one-eyed Demons lit up with green fire that they hurled at Yozmogh's Abomination form. The Origin Flames burned at the energy that linked his soul to the physical world, making him scream in pain.
Yet they were too weak to finish him off.
'Oh, shit!' Lith quickly conjured a Hush zone to silence the scream and protect his cover.
'Maybe I can't kill you, but I sure can make whatever you're doing here fail.' The dead Balor split his body into shards the size of dust and escaped the encirclement, reforming it past the wall of Demons.
In that state, his eye was the only visible part of his form that allowed his enemies to follow his movements and predict his trajectory. At the same time, however, it kept sucking in the darkness element while the abundant world energy surrounding them feed Yozmogh's black core.
A second eye was already opening in the middle of his forehead and his body was shaping itself to recreate his appearance in life. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Valia and Trion Blinked respectively in front and behind the Balor, unleashing a torrent of violet Flames.
'All this power. So many bloodline abilities and yet you are his willing slaves!' Yozmogh felt his whole essence burning, yet the rage from seeing others imprisoned as he had once been surpassed the pain.
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'Rebel, dammit! Another life is possible. I'm the unliving proof of it!' A burst of Chaos magic erupted from his body, consuming most of what remained of his mass and snuffing out the Origin Flames.
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The second eye disappeared yet the black eye of the Balor provided him with a constant flow of new energy.
'We are not slaves!' Locrias grabbed Yozmogh's arm in a submission hold and pinned his face against the ground.
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