Blizt 'N Demon

Chapter 127 - Kite And Michael II

Before Rafa's body fell to the ground, Melvin swiftly caught it and laid it on the ground with his head on his thigh.

"Rapans... Rafa's... Did you hear Uncle's voice? Rafa's.. Don't close your eyes, Rafa." said Melvin worriedly.

Radolf and Nevan attack Michael, while Rafa's body is protected by Melvin.

The sound of a fight soon sounded not long from it. An angry moan from Nevan was heard clearly in between the sound of the fight that occurred. Hearing him already explained how angry Nevan was at this moment.

"Sial*n, brengs*k, news*n!! Comehere!" the words swearing were simply slid from the young man's mouth. He rarely talks about something. But if someone valuable to him is disturbed, he can not hold it anymore.

The word swear becomes a herding song from the chaos caused.

"Rafa..," Radolf's sharp gaze seemed to be able to cut off anyone with just his eyes. Though not long ago he met his son, but an unwanted incident even happened. The chances for Rafa to live at this moment are few. He himself saw where the stab wound was done.

Remembering it instead made Radolf further strengthen his attack. The sabit that has a long handle is always swung to make a place that is not the target is also affected.

"Leon... Leon... Leon?!" Ray is worried. He could feel the young man's body turning cold. His eyes closed with a calm face. "No, it's impossible."

Boomm

Ray covered his face with the back of his hand as the dust hit his spot. When the dust was reduced, he looked to the right. The ongoing fight between Ken and Osmond.

His face was very worried, dazed and confused. However, Ray makes a decision and immediately lifts Leon's body to be moved to safety.

Braaakkk

Booomm

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Trees fell around where Ken was fighting. His eyes darkened with a sharp eye, in stark contrast to his usual condition, "Osmond... So is it true you're him? How could? That body is Oliver. Are you disguised as him?"

"You still don't believe it?" Osmond smiled obliquely as if enjoying Ken's current expression. His black eyes turned golden yellow with the shape of leaves in his pupils. These were the eyes he had shown before.

Ken who previously liked to see those eyes, now even fed up and annoyed. Those eyes didn't give him the sense of calmness or relaxation he had before, but made his feelings burn, "Did you take over Oliver's body? I'm stupid for not recognizing you."

Ken swung his left hand with his neck. But Osmond quickly deflected it, then gave it a kick.

Braakk

The kick was successfully held Ken using his wooden sword. The thrust from the kick made Ken's arm slightly tremble, but there was no damage to his sword at all.

Osmond, "Then why? It's none of your business. Anyway, who are you? Why do you know that much about Oliver?"

Without diminishing his vigilance and attack, Ken retorted, "You don't deserve to know it, you deceiver."

Osmond laughed flatly, "Better a conman, not a stalker like you. You even got to know the details of Oliver's identity."

Ken's inflamed. He hit the ground hard, causing the ground in front of him to explode.

Suddenly, Osmond who was hit by an underground explosion immediately bounced. But he quickly positioned himself so that his feet rested first.

"Oh, that means if I'm a stalker, then you're a traitor. Right?" said Ken flatly. He gripped the sword in his hand firmly without taking his eyes off Osmond.

The man with the two swords in his hand frowned faintly. He was still in his position and was looking for a gap to attack.

"You betrayed your own brother and became like this. Are you that irate with Oliver?" said Ken with a flat look.

Osmond was silent for a moment and afterwards snorted with laughter at Ken's words, "Iri? Not at all. Because I think I'm stronger than him."

Ken was flinched and could not react. The two swords smoothly cut off Ken's head.

Brukk Bruk Brukk

The head was rolled on the ground with eyes opening in surprise. A movement that was not predicted by him at all.

Ken's body fell to the ground with blood flowing over the small grass. Osmond lowered the sword after successfully killing one demon. The sword that was now being flowed by the blood was now extremely dirty stained with a red color.

Ken's sword made of wood disappeared with his death.

There was no guilty look from Osmond's current gaze. He just stared at the cold, stiff body he had killed, "I don't know who you are. But you'd better die like this."

Osmond shook his sword until the blood on the sword splashed to the ground. He doesn't want to waste time fighting Ken, so he disappears as soon as he kills the bully. The goal is fulfilled. Kill Leon and Rafa simultaneously.

Radolf and Nevan are also fighting now difficult to face Michael. It had been tens of minutes, but not a single one of their attacks had hit Michael. In fact, they're the ones hit by the enemy's attack.

Nevan sat on the ground with an irregular breath. The blood that came out of his body splashed onto the ground. He could no longer stand up. He felt tired. Even so, the swear word seemed to be unable to stop.

His stamina was clearly inferior to Radolf and Michael. He was just an ordinary human and he was only a dozen years old, unlike the two demons.

"Ck, dammit! Come stand!" snarl Nevan to himself. "You're weak! No use, get up, damn it!"

Nevan managed to stand on both feet. But he could not move his hands well. His feet were trembling. Not because of fear, but because his body was no longer strong.

The scythe Radolf was holding was now shrouded in a red mist. When he managed to hit his weapon with the opponent's property, immediately the weapon belonging to Michael melted.

Michael immediately jumped back without giving a different look. But actually he was quite surprised because his weapon melted. He had no choice but to throw it to the ground and fight with his bare hands.

His small arms and muscular body will make others think if the fight Radolf did with him is not balanced at all and impressed like violence in children.

But the people who are here know very well. Michael is not an ordinary child of the devil until they can underestimate him.

Radolf swung his weapon more accurately. He predicted all the fast movements that Michael did well. But even though he had predicted, his body movements could not follow the movement as fast as the child until he finally continued to receive punches and kicks without being able to give injury to Michael.

Now Radolf seems to have no other choice to fight Michael. He removed his weapon and made a red mist surround his body.

When a blow struck Radolf's body, Michael's arm immediately blistered as it came into contact with the red mist around the man.

Not waiting for any more time, Radolf swung his arm at Michael and the attack was avoided.

After learning Radolf's body was surrounded by a red mist, Michael became increasingly wary of the incoming attack.

Radolf who was originally a cornered party is now changed to Michael. The boy had no choice but to avoid every attack from Radolf. If he was hit by a slight attack, then his body could melt. Even his hands had already turned into bones due to the corrosive nature of Radolf's mist.

But Michael was lucky. He has a faster body movement than Radolf. Therefore, he did not suffer too bad luck. But if he were to continue dodging like this, then the fight would never be finished.

"Rafa, Rafa... Rafa!"

A loud noise from Nevan dissipates Radolf's concentration. He who nearly kicked Michael is now looking back.

Michael wasted no chance. He hit the opponent's chest as hard as possible until Radolf was pushed back. After that, he immediately left with a state of two hands that were seriously injured.

Radolf didn't feel the blow. He is more focused on Rafa now. And when he found out that Michael was running away, he did not chase after him and instead removed the red mist around his body, "What's wrong with Rafa?!"

Radolf ran over to where his son lay. Anxious expression he could not hide at all.

Nevan turned her head up. After being unable to join the fight anymore, he could only go to Rafa's place and see the circumstances. But what he found instead.., "Rafa is not breathing."