Became a Demon with Pregnancy System-Chapter 80: A Battle

There had to be a mistake.

But then—

For the first time since the battle began—

Elias’s body hesitated.

A single movement—so small, so subtle—

But Luke caught it immediately.

And with that one tiny pause, Luke’s eyes widened slightly.

"There’s something weird about this..."

The way Elias reacted—it wasn’t normal.

It wasn’t the reaction of someone confidently declaring their gender.

It was the reaction of someone hiding something.

And Luke knew exactly what that meant.

Luke’s lips curled slightly.

He suddenly tilted his head, his voice casual.

"Hey, I’ve got a question for you."

Elias’s brows furrowed slightly.

"What?"

Luke smirked.

"Are you... actually a man?"

For the first time, Elias’s calm mask broke.

It was only for a split second—but Luke caught it.

Their shoulders tensed, their breathing hitched, and their fingers clenched slightly.

A tiny, nearly imperceptible flicker of magic rippled around their body—like a concealment charm reacting to stress.

Luke’s smirk grew.

"Gotcha."

Elias’s expression darkened instantly.

Their voice, usually calm and composed, now carried a sharp edge of irritation.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

Luke laughed lightly.

"That was way too specific a reaction for someone who’s telling the truth."

Elias’s magic flared violently, the requiem growing stronger, but Luke remained unfazed.

Professor Xavier, watching from the stands, stroked his beard in interest.

"So, that’s what’s happening..."

He had suspected something was off about Elias for a while.

Now, Luke had confirmed it.

Elias’s patience finally snapped.

"You’re insufferable."

They pulled the invisible strings of their magic, and the requiem reached its peak.

The air trembled as the funeral song sank into Luke’s very soul.

But Luke was already moving.

A golden constellation formed in the sky.

The temperature skyrocketed.

The air itself warped from the heat.

"Elias Vaughn, it’s just high-level magic. Don’t be so proud."

Luke clasped his hands together—

And above, a massive, molten stone began forming.

Hellfire Stone.

The heat was so intense, it evaporated Professor Xavier’s water barrier within seconds.

Elias stared at the massive fireball.

For the first time, they looked excited.

Like a fighter finally meeting their equal.

They chuckled softly.

"You’re a high-tier mage too?"

Their pale eyes gleamed.

"Interesting... You’ve actually caught my attention, Luke."

Elias’s energy spiked, their mental waves intensifying.

The sound of the requiem twisted, transforming into something even darker, deeper—a melody of pure chaos.

Luke’s grin widened.

"I won’t hurt you, but I’ll put you in your place."

With that, the Hellfire Stone descended.

Just as Elias prepared to counter—

Elias’s eyes widened in shock at his sudden outburst.

And in that split second—

The Hellfire Stone crashed down.

No one could have predicted that the Colosseum Tournament—originally just a competition for new summoners and mid-level mages—would escalate to this level.

What had started as a test of magical beasts had now become a clash between high-tier mages, a spectacle unlike anything the freshmen had ever seen.

Gasps and shocked murmurs filled the stadium.

"What... what kind of fight even is this?"

"Are we... seriously watching a battle between high-level mages?"

For most of the freshmen, mid-level magic was already a rare and powerful force.

But now?

Now, they were witnessing magic on an entirely different level, and it was overwhelming.

Adrian Moore, one of the senior instructors, couldn’t hide his nervousness.

He swallowed hard and turned toward Professor Xavier, voice tense.

"Dean, should we... intervene?"

The strength Luke and Elias had displayed was enough to make even experienced mentors feel uneasy.

If they themselves weren’t sure they could handle the fight, what chance did any of the students have?

But Professor Xavier simply smiled, his aged eyes gleaming with interest.

"Why should I stop them?" he asked lightly.

His answer startled Adrian.

"B-But... what if this gets out of control?"

Professor Xavier stroked his beard, his gaze never leaving the battlefield.

"This is exactly the kind of reality check these students need."

He gestured to the stunned audience.

"They think getting into Celestial Academy means they’ve already made it."

"But real geniuses—true monsters—aren’t so easily measured."

Adrian sighed. He understood what the dean meant.

But still—

"That gap... the gap between mid-level and high-level..."

Adrian shook his head.

It wasn’t just a gap.

It was a chasm. A divide so wide that it might as well be an entire different world.

Back in the arena, Elias adjusted their stance.

With a single motion, their instrument—a black, two-stringed erhu made of pure soundwaves—floated into their hands.

Their fingers hovered over the strings before pulling ever so gently.

The result was a low, eerie melody, quiet yet powerful.

"Requiem – Eternal Hymn."

This was different from before.

Unlike the chaotic, soul-crushing Funeral Song, this melody was soothing, almost gentle.

It didn’t attack directly.

Instead, it wrapped itself around Luke’s consciousness, attempting to lull him into submission.

It was a high-level third-tier phonological spell, an ability so complex that most would never reach this mastery level in a lifetime.

Even Luke had to acknowledge it.

"That’s actually impressive."

He could feel it—the magic was trying to drag him into a dream-like state, numbing his thoughts and making him lower his guard.

But Luke wasn’t about to let that happen.

Without hesitation, his hand moved toward his chest, pressing against the pendant hanging around his neck.

A subtle glow emitted from it, washing over him like a cold breeze.

It was a Meditation Necklace, a gift from Professor Xavier himself.

The moment the icy energy surged through his mind, his consciousness snapped back to clarity, breaking free of the spell’s grip.

Luke smirked.

"Nice try."

Then, with a casual movement, he pointed to the sky.

"Let’s end this."

In response to Luke’s words, the massive burning meteor—the Hellfire Stone—began its descent.

The battlefield trembled.

The air crackled with heat.

For a moment, it seemed like nothing could stop the impending destruction.

But just as the meteor was about to crash down on Elias, a sudden change occurred.

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End of the Chapter!!!

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