Belphegor’s roar created a giant explosion, and Gi-Gyu crashed into him. Thousands of swords fell from the sky, and Belphegor moved his giant body nimbly as he swung his mace. It wasn’t an easy battle for even Belphegor, who had once ruled hell.

The fight continued for a week between Gi-Gyu in Lou’s dying body and Belphegor in his prime.

***

“Die! Die! Die!” Belphegor screamed. His Olympian body was no more. Instead, after losing so much flesh, his once giant frame was now drenched in blood and looked meager.

-This is obviously not the real Belphegor. I guess it’s just an aggregate of data after all.

Lou’s comment made Gi-Gyu shiver.

-He can’t even use half of his full power well. This one is a total fake.

‘Seriously?’ Gi-Gyu thought in shock. Even now, he could barely dodge Belphegor’s attacks while swinging his summoned sword. Gi-Gyu used dozens of skills simultaneously, creating incredible explosions, but…

“Ackkkkk!” Belphegor’s single roar was enough to neutralize every one...