Night Ranger

It was thanks to this unexpectedly gained characteristic that Marvin successfully resisted the Abyssal Corruption.

He also took the chance to slip away and disappear from Balkh’s sight.

After carefully reviewing the description of the Molten Bloodline, Marvin felt a bit of a burden in his heart.

The Molten Bloodline was definitely a powerful bloodline.

The Molten Archdevil was one of the Lords of the Nine Hells, so his bloodline naturally had boundless power.

As one of the highest Greater Devils, his bloodline was incredibly tyrannical!

But Marvin had never had any sort of encounter with the Molten Archdevil, and his Shapeshift Sorcerer abilities came from another Ancient Archdevil.

The origin of that power... Marvin thought for a moment before understanding.

His mood became heavier afterward because he didn’t know what kind of side effects might come from having that bloodline.

His intuition told him that this wasn’t that simple.

’Diross... I didn’t think that there was still something mysterious about the bottle after it went through the Great Duke’s examination.’

Marvin couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

The Molten Archdevil’s bloodline couldn’t have come from his own body. It was definitely due to his grandfather.

As for why he did this and whether Marvin’s body was truly compatible with this bloodline, he had no idea about the answer to these questions just yet.

But right now, the Molten Bloodline had only been slightly awakened, so aside from the Arch-enemy characteristic, Marvin only got a [Fire Adept] specialty.

The Fire Adept specialty gave resistance to all sorts of harm from fire and was a decent ability.

Of course, this bloodline awakening was due to the Abyssal Corruption attack.

Hell and the Abyss were mortal enemies, after all.

...

While Marvin went into the shadows to check on his new bloodline, Balkh went berserk.

Corrupt 29th, which he had so painstakingly created, had been cut into pieces!

And that bastard still managed to flee!

"Crafty Devil!" Balkh shouted, "You actually disguised as a Human!"

He couldn’t be more familiar with the aura that burst out of Marvin’s body. It was the aura of the Nine Hells!

He swore to destroy Marvin!

Light burst out of the altar, followed by thick, black clouds!

Marvin raised his head and stared blankly for a moment when he saw the mass of thunder and lighting brewing!

’That guy is using a large-scale killing array!’

Marvin ran further away.

Balkh was really a powerful opponent. The Demonic Altar and the Abyssal Blood Pond gave him a steady flow of energy, making it too difficult for Marvin to kill him.

Even Eternal Night Seal was useless since he had bound his soul to the altar.

Marvin had no idea why he would be willing to make that decision.

As the son of a Demon Overlord, Balkh’s move was too crazy.

Doing this meant that he would live and die with the Demonic Altar.

The advantage for Marvin was that if he wanted to kill Balkh, he only had to destroy the altar.

Yet most of the powerhouses in the Crimson Wasteland tended to act alone, when in fact, even a team of Legends wouldn’t necessarily be able to destroy that Demonic Altar.

Balkh’s roiling Abyssal Spell was extremely intimidating.

Maybe it was because Balkh knew that someone had his back, but he was quite disdainful when facing the lone Marvin.

In his eyes, Marvin would never be able to defeat him.

Perhaps this would be the case if it were someone else that Balkh was looking at.

But Marvin was different.

He still had a trump card.

’I really didn’t think I would be using that thing.’

’I don’t know if there will be any side effects or consequences...’

’But it’s also good. If I meet him, I can ask him about the Molten Bloodline.’

The lightning in the sky became increasingly heavier. Balkh clearly wanted to use [Thunder Purgatory] to completely ruin the valley and force Marvin into the open.

Marvin abruptly threw out a scroll!

Hell Corps Contract!

He had been told that he could use this contract to summon a group of Devils from Hell to fight for him!

This contract, like the potion, was given to Marvin by his grandfather.

He had yet to use it, out of fear that it could have additional unwanted effects.

Especially in Feinan. If he opened a Hell Gate in Feinan, he would become sinner against the plane.

But he felt a lot better about using it in the Crimson Wasteland.

And with the addition of the Molten Bloodline, Marvin had a lot of questions. Since Balkh was so troublesome, Marvin had no choice but to use this most powerful last resort.

Indeed, most Legends alone, or even a small team of them, would be unable to destroy the Demonic Altar. But an army could easily flatten it!

At that time, the ancient contract burst with bright light.

The muttering from Hell echoed beside Marvin’s ear.

He had heard those kinds of voices many times.

Only the rhythm was different.

When he heard these voices, Balkh was struck with fear.

"Woosh!"

Lightning congealed in the sky.

The Teleportation Gate had yet to open and the sounds of horses’ hooves could already be heard.

"Thud thud thud thud!"

Just moments later, it felt like an army was stepping across the plane!

Above the valley, shadows kept emerging from the blood-colored gate.

These people were wearing black and white masks and sitting atop Skeletal Warhorses. Each Devil Horseman was equipped with a green spear.

A faint green flame was burning at the end of the spear. This was Hell’s fire!

The Hell Corps Contract summoned 24 Devil Horsemen!

They would be enough to completely destroy any city in Feinan without a powerful Legend defending it because the leader of the horsemen was actually a middle-rank Devil.

"Middle-rank Devil, Blackhand Bard at your service."

"This is the Dark Blade Horsemen Regiment’s 3rd platoon."

"Lord Diross sends his regards and told me to faithfully execute all your orders!"

The leader of the Devil Horsemen came out and spoke in an ice-cold voice while facing Marvin.

Marvin knew that the Devil Race was very strict regarding hierarchy.

Greater Devils had absolute authority over the Lesser Devils. And Archdevils had the most supreme authority.

Even if these Devils were unwilling to heed a Human’s orders, with Diross’ order, they didn’t dare to not comply.

Marvin nodded, focusing his gaze on the Demonic Altar.

"Destroy it!" he ordered.

All the Devil Horsemen charged at the same time, aiming at Balkh on the altar.

The latter’s face was already deathly pale!