The moment Frondier uttered "Menosorpo" Elysia activated "Rafflesia."
A dual rune formed by Frondier and Elysia.
However, Marco, unaware of the situation, believed only Frondier's rune was active.
Consequently, he didn't understand why the devils were flocking towards Frondier.
Flames erupted from Marco's hands. Unlike the spells of human mages, these flames materialized with almost no delay.
With a sweeping motion of his hands, he launched a volley of fire arrows towards the distant black cloud.
Frondier assessed the situation.
Rafflesia seemed to be doing its job.
The devils drawn to Rafflesia were all low-ranking.
Low-ranking devils were closer to monsters. The current situation was a perfect demonstration of that fact.
'He's fighting hard, Marco.'
Marco was too preoccupied to observe Frondier.
Of course, he assumed Frondier was in the same boat.
However, the current situation itself was providing Frondier with valuable clues.
'They intend to threaten me, but they don't want me dead.'
If Marco didn't care about Frondier's fate, or if the kidnapping of Lunia was intended to kill Frondier from the beginning, the current devil attack would be a perfect opportunity for Marco.
Marco had no particular animosity towards the western devils. If he escaped this place, his safety would be guaranteed, leaving only Frondier and Elysia in danger.
However, it was Marco who was currently fighting with all his might, burning the devils.
"Marco! Thanks for the help! I didn't know you were such a good guy!"
Frondier shouted with a laugh.
Of course, it was such nonsense that Marco's temples bulged with irritation.
"You don't have time to be so relaxed! You don't want to die here either..."
A hammer materialized in Frondier's right hand, leaving Marco speechless.
A handle disproportionately short compared to the body. A perfectly symmetrical metal hammer.
Lightning struck from the sky, piercing the incoming devils and imbuing the hammer with the power of thunder.
Frondier channeled his aura into the hammer and hurled it towards the devils.
Those struck by the hammer had the impacted area cleanly obliterated. Those hit in the face became headless devils, and those hit in the arms became armless devils, collapsing to the ground. ȑ
The hammer flew endlessly in a straight line, and the lightning it carried branched out, striking the devils in all directions.
Flashes like tree branches pierced the enemies. Devils with sunken eyes fell powerlessly.
Witnessing that sight, Marco realized he had to completely revise his assessment of Frondier.
'It was true that he wields a God's weapon.'
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
Mjölnir spun at high speed in the air and returned to Frondier like a boomerang.
Of course, it was under Frondier's control within the Menosorpo's domain, but its destructive power alone was sufficient. Even as it returned, it was turning devils into mush.
A shrill cry came. Frondier turned around to see Elysia struggling to release the Obsidian.
Although the devils hadn't reached her yet, it was natural for her to be scared in her defenseless state.
Frondier extended his hand. The Obsidian flew around Elysia, forming a circle around her and enclosing her from above.
"Stay inside for a moment."
The result was a small dome. Filled with the Obsidian, it would be safe for a while. He had also weaving in some breathing holes.
"You're quite relaxed, Frondier."
"I have regenerative abilities. You don't, do you?"
Even with Frondier's immense destructive power, the number of devils was overwhelming. Initially, they had been mistaken for a cloud.
For now, they were still far away, allowing Frondier to take down the devils with preemptive strikes, but the moment they got closer, a simple power struggle would become meaningless.
"Well, I'll do my best."
Frondier's words seemed to offer no clear solution. Marco frowned in displeasure.
'They have Lunia as a hostage. If I make any reckless moves, they'll harm her immediately.'
Of course, they wouldn't kill her. The moment she died, her value as a hostage would vanish, and their means of controlling Frondier would disappear.
But they could easily cut off a finger or two as an example. It would be nothing to the devils.
'But I can't let Lunia get hurt.'
If he did, there was no telling what Aster would do. The current Aster was someone even Frondier would have to face with the determination to die.
Well, even before considering that, he had no intention of harming Lunia in the slightest.
'However, as long as the reckless move doesn't originate from me, Satan's devils can't act.'
Frondier couldn't predict that Marco would help him. He considered the odds to be fifty-fifty. Marco might have thought it was enough if Frondier died.
But even if Marco didn't help Frondier, Frondier would naturally fight to defeat the western devils.
He would fight to survive, which was perfectly reasonable. So, during that time, they couldn't demand anything from Frondier, nor could they harm Lunia.
What use was a threat when Frondier himself was on the verge of death?
Moreover, it seemed that Satan's devils didn't want Frondier dead, considering Marco's participation in the battle.
'If I use the devil's power, I could finish this more easily. But...'
Frondier deliberately avoided using the devil's power.
It wasn't because he didn't want to be exposed. It was to buy time.
While Frondier was dealing with the western devils...
Somewhere else, someone else was moving differently than him.
'It's a bit risky, but...'
"I'll have to find a way."
Frondier gazed at the approaching cloud, his eyes glowing blue.