Struggling as a Villain

The strongest General of the Demonic Army, that gains strength upon the bloodshed of the innocent.

The being appeared high in the air, his form and presence both dominated the whole battlefield.

Everyone who watched the being felt either the fear to submit or the courage to run away.

The embodiment of fear and malice stood tall, his humanoid form marked by four sharp red horns that curved menacingly from his head. Red lines run across his body, twisting like veins, glowing faintly in the darkness.

On his chest, a red symbol pulses with an eerie light, adding to his unsettling presence. His eyes, glowing bright red, seem to pierce through anyone who meets his gaze and are currently drawn toward the one who became the reason for Ithryx's sudden awakening.

[You...I can feel the presence of Zulcriz from you. Are you his descendant?]

The voice of the demon resonated like thunder rumbling, making one feel the chills of death just by his mere voice.

Richard responded without showing any reaction to the being, "Yes, I am."

[You were chosen by him, yet, I don't find you strong enough to be called his Successor.]

"It wasn't me, who chose myself. If you have any issues regarding it, we both know who would be the best one to answer your questions."

Ithryx narrowed his eyes,

[You don't understand the ancient laws and norms which we, the General, follow. The greatest creations of the Deity of Death shall not be tormented by a subject of amusement.]

Richard scoffed, "Subject of amusement, eh? Wanna make me beat your ass and make you a subject of disgust?"

Ithryx's eyes stretched, and soon, the earthlings faced what they could call 'Catastrophe'.

[You insolent brat!]

Ithryx roared; his presence created cracks in the surface, and the Aembr in the air became thick enough to cause the air to feel heavy.

The Demon General sent dark lightning towards Richard, which the latter barely dodged by switching to his elemental form and levitating away.

'Easy to piss off.' Richard snarled as he chanted a Flame Vortex and sent it hurtling in his opponent's direction.

However, Ithryx didn't even try to dodge the flames as he launched another flurry of lightning, releasing it from all his ten fingers, aiming to obliterate the being who dared insult him.

Richard sped away, changing his trajectory to miss the cursed electricity, that surely will hurt a lot.

'If a single spell doesn't hurt him...'Richard levitated higher before his lips moved at an unbelievable pace, and soon, tens of Spell circles began covering the whole sky.

Crimson spell circle, glowing with oninious intensity, and all centered to attack a single entity.

The profound presence of Aembr made it suffocating even to breathe, as Richard paused mid-air and directed all the thirty spells, all of high ranking, towards the Demon General.

"Burn you bitch!"

A flurry of spells, ranging from five to seven circle became alive at once.

With a flick of his hand, a Flame Serpent shot forward, slithering through the air, its fiery body coiling around Ithryx. Immediately after, a Flame Meteor crashed down with explosive force, the sky burning red as it collided with the ground. From another circle, a Flame Shower rained down, filling the air with molten fire.

Seeing the range of attacks, Lena and other members of the Crimson Clan had their mouths parted agape. They have only seen their Commander chanting such complex and destructive spells in the past, and only one at a time.

"Co-Commander...do mages on Clion fight like this?" Jennifer couldn't help but ask as she marveled at the divine sight.

Bella shook her head, "No...he is the only one..."

Back in the air, the spells charged and burst upon impact one after another. The whole sky was illuminated by the flames that only the Elemental Supreme could produce.

Richard narrowed his eyes at the sight, his eyes piercing through the flames and settling upon the being who was at the center of the destruction

'Not even a scratch-shit!' The burning man had to fly upward as a crackling thunder pried through the flames and nearly struck him.

[Enough with your games!]
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Ithryx roared, summoning his Celestial twin blades.

Breaking the sound barrier, the Demon General, appeared right before Richard before slicing his left blade—intending to chop off Richard's head.

Richard barely had the time to duck so he used Telekinesis to push himself away from the man, and at the same time,

**BOOOOM**

A huge fireball erupted.

"If it's about weapons.." Richard also summoned his trident, as Ithryx broke through the flame curtains, unscathed he seemed even by that blast which could have taken down a building.

The two beings then clashed head-on—their spell contest coming to a pause.

Ithryx swung his blades with unrelenting force, each strike pushing Richard further back. Richard parried with his trident, sparks flying, but the Demon's strength was overwhelming.

A Flame Vortex burst from Richard's trident, but Ithryx sliced through it, unfazed. He fired a Dark Bolt, forcing Richard to raise a Barrier, but it snapped the moment the electricity struck into it.

"Fuck!" Richard countered the thunder with his trident, finding the immortal weapon barely holding against the relentless assault. The force of the clash sent jolts of pain through his arm, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to give in.

Tilting his body at the last second, Richard let the thunder rip past him, the searing heat brushing his skin. His eyes burned with defiance as he extended his hand, using Telekinesis to pull Ithryx toward him. The Demon General didn't budge, his resistance too great, but Richard twisted the failure into an opportunity.

With a surge of raw power, he pulled himself forward instead, hurtling toward the Demon General like a spear. His trident gleamed with fiery energy as he drove it forward with all his might.

**CLANG!**

The sound of metal meeting resistance echoed like a thunderclap as the trident struck Ithryx's chest.

Richard's eyes widened as he saw the trident failing to stab the General before he heard the ominous whisper,

[This battle is not something you can ever win, brat.]

Under everyone's horrified gaze, Richard was held by his hair before the Demon General stabbed his sword into the flaming human's stomach.

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