The Flame Demon Stone, which should have transformed into a torrent of heat, now lay as shattered pieces of ordinary crystal stone.

This scene was simply unacceptable to Losack, who had always prided himself on his cunning and deceit.

Just moments ago, I was inwardly ridiculing the stupidity of those crippled demons, and now I'm the one who's been duped!

"Damn trickster!"

Losack's furious roar made Decas burst out laughing. Witnessing such an unexpected spectacle, Decas couldn't control his expression for a moment.

The laughter from beside him instantly captured Losack's attention. His blood-red eyes bore a striking resemblance to Decas's recent expression.

"Go to hell!"

Enraged, Losack now wanted only to silence anyone who knew about this. Dark chains, imbued with his fury, shot out like a beam of black light, impaling Decas.

"Damn it!"

Caught off guard by the swiftness of Losack's attack, Decas cursed and hurled the Flame Spear in his hand.

Taking advantage of his opponent dealing with the Flame Spear, Decas clenched the chains in his palm and forcefully yanked them out.

Having freed himself from the chains, Decas chose not to counterattack but instead turned and fled into the distance. After all, he was already a First Rank weaker than his opponent and had no chance of winning. Continuing to retaliate would likely cost him his life.

Meanwhile, Losack had just snapped the Flame Spear in two. Seeing Decas attempt to escape, he took to the air with his bat wings in hot pursuit.

No matter what, Decas must die!

Decas, already weaker than his adversary and now wounded, felt a sense of despair in the face of the relentless chase.

Damn it, am I really going to die here?

Feeling the rampaging aura drawing closer behind him, Decas couldn't help but look back. Apart from the increasingly near and ferocious Losack, Decas also caught sight of the breach leading to the Human World in the sky.

Looks like I have to take a gamble!

With a resolute look in his eyes, Decas stopped fleeing in a straight line, gradually curving his route. He kept flinging Flame Spears behind him in an attempt to slow Losack's pursuit. He then gradually adjusted his flight path, speeding towards the breach in the sky.

Losack, close behind, instantly understood his plan and was determined not to let Decas escape.

"You're dreaming!"

Losack, his eyes now also blood-red, no longer dodged the oncoming Flame Spears. Instead, he fiercely slapped them aside with hands enveloped in dense demonic energy, rapidly closing in on the fleeing figure ahead. The cost of this, however, was a rapid drain on his power.

Damn it, faster! Move faster!

Feeling the presence behind him closing in fast, Decas started to panic. If he continued this way, he wouldn't reach the breach before the madman behind him caught up.

In a split second, he noticed ordinary Hell Creatures also rushing towards the breach ahead of him.

Perfect, just what I need to use these fools!

Decas, having thought of a way to escape, slightly shifted his trajectory and, in the blink of an eye, merged into the "suicide squad" composed of countless Hell Creatures.

"Idiots, do you really think these trash can stop me?"

Losack, who was behind, had no intention of dodging. He charged straight into the stream filled with inferior Hell Creatures. These creatures, with their low intelligence and even lower strength, were somewhat inferior even to ordinary Demon Soldiers. Thus, they had no ability to resist Losack's overwhelming physical strength.

In the blink of an eye, a large chunk of this "flood" of countless Hell Creatures was obliterated.

But by then, Decas had achieved his goal. For right above him now was the nexus between the two worlds.

"Losack, if I survive this time, I'll definitely crush you into mincemeat with my own hands!"

Watching the pitch-black chains biting at his heels, Decas gritted his teeth and flapped his bat wings violently, plunging straight into the gap overhead.

"Damn it!"

Losack, arriving moments too late, stared angrily at Decas's retreating figure, hoping to see him obliterated. But clearly, luck was not on his side. Decas passed through the barrier and plummeted towards the land of the other world, and the obliteration Losack had hoped for never occurred.

"FUCK!" Losack, hovering before the gap, looked somewhat conflicted.

He wanted to follow, but the image of those Demons being silently erased in an instant flashed through his mind. Unwillingly, he grabbed a gnome-like Hell Creature nearby and threw it upward.

The next second, having witnessed the gnome vanish instantaneously at close range, Losack involuntarily lowered his altitude slightly.

Perhaps because this was the first time he had experienced such profound frustration, Losack's already dark-red face flushed an even deeper crimson.

"AH..."

Losack's shriek reached Decas, who had already successfully navigated the deadly passage, but Decas had no mind for it now.

"Everyone, if I were to say... I have nothing to do with Losack..."

Decas, seeing the eight or nine Demons closing in around him, looked somewhat embarrassed. He hadn't expected these lucky survivors to still be here waiting.

Aren't they supposed to be hurrying to feast on human flesh?

Seeing their unchanging, gloomy expressions, Decas's voice trailed off.

"Please, hear me out... goodbye!" Dozens of fire snakes suddenly erupted from his hands, lashing out at those around him.

Taking advantage of the brief delay created by the fire snakes, Decas flapped the wings on his back and vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.

"Chase him!"

A few Demons dispersed the fire snakes before them. Seeing Decas had fled, they immediately gave chase.

「...」

Things in America were currently quite strange.

The President suddenly fell into a coma and was hospitalized. According to the hospital's diagnosis, it was unlikely that he could continue to fulfill the duties of the President.

And the Vice President, who should have taken over in an emergency, died in a Bizarre incident just less than half a month after completing the inauguration ceremony.

What was most strange was that the Exorcists, belonging to the federal government and in charge of security, possessed arguably the most complete Exorcism equipment. Yet, they didn't realize anything was amiss until after the new President had died.

According to the American Presidential Succession Act, the Speaker of the House of Representatives should be the third in line to succeed.

But Mr. Speaker, who had always been in excellent health, suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was also admitted to the hospital, becoming neighbors with the President who had first fallen ill.

This series of events immediately sparked a flood of rumors and gossip within the federal government.

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