Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos-Chapter 122 121: The Third Demon [5]

The demon added more pressure, sinking Seiya deeper into the swamp of blood.

"I prefer ripping apart my enemies," she began, a soft smile portraying victory gracing her lips. "Especially men who think so high of themselves. But.." she paused, eyes staring down at the swamp of blood, Seiya's body fully immersed in it.

"This method isn't so bad as well," she giggled softly.

My Lord, Kaeliyus called. Can you get out of this? He asked, voice dripping with worry and concern.

However, no single response came from Seiya. As worried as he was, Kaeliyus knew Seiya wasn't at least dead yet, because their connection and oath would've been broken.

{Sei,} Ibyu called softly. {How long are you going to remain in there? You and I know this isn't enough to do you in since you're great at holding your breath,} Ibyu remarked sternly.

{So get out of there soon, I'm suffocating with no air coming in,} it stated.

The swamp of blood not only dragged Seiya deeper but also clung to his body, its slight adhesiveness holding him in place. As the demon pressed him down with her foot, Seiya remained still, offering no protest—bringing a victorious smile to the demon's face as she already claimed the win for herself.

The victorious smile, however, stiffened into shock when she felt Seiya's hands creep up her foot—one hand wrapped around her heel and the other wrapped around her toes.

"How can you stil—" Before she could even fathom how he still had the strength to move, a dull crack echoed—the sound of Seiya twisting and snapping her ankle.

Her eyes flared wide in shock and confusion but Seiya didn't allow the moment to stretch. Aware that beneath him was a bottomless pit, Seiya gripped tight the demon's broken ankle, snapped his legs upward and wrapped them around her waist in a firm grip.

His weight shifted to his upper body, tilting downward and sinking farther along with the demon's foot in his grip. The demon lost her footing, falling forward toward Seiya's immersed body, and plunging in along with Seiya into the dark bottomless pit.

Feeling her so close to him, Seiya let go of her foot. His hand stiffened, finger curving into claws as he lunged for her neck, grabbing a fistful of flesh and tearing it away—leaving behind a gaping wound.

The demon's body stilled, muscles locking up—bewildered that Seiya was not only able to hold his breath for so long but move so freely with no restraint despite the swamp of blood being thick and adhesive.

With one hand, she reached behind her, trying to pry Seiya's legs off her waist, while with the other, she lunged it forward, aiming to claw Seiya's neck with her long demon nails. Seiya, however, caught her hand mid-motion, halting her with a firm grip.

Before she could react, Seiya's hand went up her wrist, wrapped tight around one of the horns, and in one single fierce motion, Seiya broke the horn—eliciting a scream that was drowned in the swamp of blood from her.

Without hesitation, Seiya's hand snapped toward her head, gripping her hair firmly as he aimed to twist her neck. But before he could act, the swamp of blood dried up instantly, returning them to the bare ground.

The demon wrenched Seiya's hands from her, propelling herself backward and leaping away from range. Seiya gasped softly, his breath unsteady as he lay on the ground, chest rising and falling with each labored inhale.

His blindfold was heavily wet and sticking to his wounded eyes.

My Lor— Kaeliyus was saying but immediately drowned his words—noting how many times Seiya had ignored him, which meant Seiya didn't like being conversed with or disturbed during a fight so he held back, leaving Seiya to the moment.

The demon landed a distance away on all fours, wheezing as she trembled, head dipped and staring into the ground. Her wounds gradually regenerated, healing, but the broken horn remained unchanged—no sign of regeneration.

"How dare…" she cried, voice quivering with trembling limbs as she remained staring at the ground. "How dare he?! A mere brat, how dare he?!" She snarled, teeth gritting as anger boiled over within her.

The drops of blood from the blood swamp that trailed along the ground and some that was still stuck to Seiya, peeled away, moving swiftly along the ground toward the demon. It all merged, seeping into her fingers that were pressed on the ground.

"I'll kill you," the demon declared through gritted teeth, veins stretched tight and bulging along her face and arms as she panted angrily. "Kill you!" She repeated, her anger mounting by the second.

Without rising from her spot, she snapped her head forward toward Seiya, eyes wide with rage as she dug her nails into the ground.

Moments later, from where Seiya laid, he abruptly thrust himself upward, jumping to his feet and leaping away. The moment he did, hardened spikes of blood erupted from the ground where he should've been.

Seeing her attack had missed, the demon manipulated the blood spikes, shooting them from the ground like flexible arrows—going after Seiya who fluidly maneuvered his way through them, relying solely on instincts since he couldn't see at the moment.

But since there are limits to what the instincts could sense than what the eyes could see clearer, some of the arrowed spikes plunged into Seiya's skin, trapping him in place.

The demon sent multiple others, stabbing them into Seiya still Seiya's posture hunched forward, suspended by the spikes. His blood pooled on the floor beneath.

The demon rose to her feet, huffing as she approached Seiya with an unhurried pace. She stopped a short distance away, extending her hand forward. Seiya's blood that pooled on the floor slowly started moving along the ground toward her.

"I'll use your blood to restore myself, then end your life," she spat, voice dripping with spite.

Seiya's blood reached her, moving up and seeping into her fingers like the others did. A soft moaning sound left her as she threw her head back, eyes closed, feeling the blood course through her.

In the next few seconds, however, her head snapped forward, eyes snapping open as big pulsing veins bulged along her arm—the hand that had seeped in Seiya's blood.

The veins stretched long, inching up her body like worms burrowing into flesh. The demon gritted her teeth in pain, hand flying up to her forehead as a hammering headache shot through her.

"Ugh…your blood seems stubborn," she said, her other hand wrapped tight over the vein bulging hand that trembled as if to keep it in control. "It's so fierce and needs to be tamed," she said, teeth gritting as she felt the veins ripple through her bare skin.

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Unable to stand it anymore, she used the claws of her other hand to tear through the flesh of her arm. "I don't have time to fight to control it for now," she said, swiping her hand as sharp as she could, flinging blood from her arms in a swift motion.

She continued the motion till a lot of blood splashed and dropped onto the ground—sure that she had separated Seiya's blood that she had taken in, from hers.

Turning her attention back to Seiya, she began. "That aside, you should feel my wrath upon you and die for the pain you've caused me," she declared.

In a fit of rage, her anger clouding all reason, she lunged at Seiya, dragging him across the ground like a ragdoll. She pummeled him mercilessly, slamming him into houses and debris, stabbing him repeatedly, and inflicting countless other brutal acts upon him.

Seiya became so battered and messy, blood covering his whole form, barely unrecognizable as he knelt crumpling on the floor—a spear of blood stabbed into his chest.

My Lord, please. Allow me change into my form and assist, I can't merely sit by doing nothing, At least use your weapons, Kaeliyus pleaded, as he had since the demon began dragging Seiya across the ground like a mere rag. His words, however, were nothing more than noise to Seiya's ears.

Seeing Seiya being overwhelmed by the demon, Kaeliyus wanted to change back into his form to help, however, without his Lord's willingness, he couldn't—which has been the reason for his agitation.

Kaeliyus, Seiya called from within, the first he's done since Kaeliyus had been calling out. Kaeliyus, who had been taken aback by Seiya's call, hadn't even replied when Seiya continued calmly. Don't make me come for you next, after her."

Kaeliyus went still and silent, not uttering a single word. He was only worried and concerned for his young Lord who despite being beaten to such an extent, refused to summon his weapons or ask for assistance.

The demon ambled over to Seiya where he remained crumpled on his knees with his head dipped, she reached out her legs and pushed the spear deeper into his flesh. "This is why being a human is no good," she mused with a wide grin. "You all possess only one heart and literally die from having it crushed or ripped out with nothing as back up. Now that I've stabbed you in the heart, it's so sad but it's game over for you now."

Retracting her blood spear from his chest and leaving behind a gaping hole, she pushed Seiya back with her foot, falling him to the ground with a thud.

Seiya was drenched in his own blood, his face barely recognizable beneath the thick, wet crimson veil. He panted weakly, his breath shallow and raspy—he could see nothing, and the surrounding noise had faded to a distant murmur, only reaching his ears like a soft, whispering breeze.

"Tei~sou??!!" The female demon called to her companion, stretching the last syllable of his name.

In the next moment, Teisou appeared beside Keika, his gaze immediately falling upon Seiya.

"Look what I've reduced him to," Keika, the female demon boasted. "He's so close to death it'll be over for him in a few minutes."

Placing his hand up his chin in a contemplating manner, Teisou hummed, peering into Seiya's form on the floor. He drew closer, leaning and hunching forward as he took in Seiya's form.

"He does appear almost dead," Teisou remarked after thoroughly studying Seiya. His head swept over to Keika, smiling as they reveled in their victory.

"He's really a goner, poor boy. He has his luck to—"

The words died in Teisou's throat the moment he felt Seiya's cold, rigid hand thrust into his throat, clawing fiercely like a wild beast before ripping off his head in the next instant.

Everything around them went eerily still and silent, Keika's eyes wide and frozen in static as she took in the scene before her.