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Volume 8 Chapter 222

The Reigning Victor of the Deciding Battle

The white dragon soared, flying upward towards the ceiling of the last floor, which stood about five hundred meters high.
The purpose was to get out of Citri’s field of vision.
Both Yoko and Hakua acknowledged Citri’s strength.
Hakua, the strongest color dragon, and Yoko, who stood at the pinnacle of the demonfolk and overwhelmed even demons— had concluded that they couldn’t defeat Citri individually.
So Yoko and Hakua decided to cooperate.
Although they had never fought together before, they realized that they were facing the strongest Demon Lord in history.
They couldn’t win without working together.
And there was a common understanding among Yoko and Hakua that they had to defeat this strongest Demon Lord at all costs to receive Haruto’s reward.
Yoko didn’t miss the opportunity when Hakua suddenly took off.
She compressed the magical power gathered in her nine tails into an ultra-high-density beam and aimed it at Citri.
It was a laser that instantly vaporised half of a demon’s body in the outskirts of the Holy City Sanctum.
But—-
Citri easily brushed it aside with one hand.
「What!?」
Yoko was stunned by this.
It was the strongest and fastest blow, omitting most of the preparatory movements to ensure a hit by pouring several times the magical power than when she used this attack against the demon.
「As expected of you. My hand’s a little numb」
Saying so, Citri waved her hand.
「……You monster」
「Oh, well, feeling’s mutual—」
「Take this!」
Midway through Citri’s words, Hakua descended from above at incredible speed.
Rotating in the sky above the final floor, accelerating to the maximum, Hakua, with the help of multiple layers of gravity and hardening magic cast on herself, charged at Citri.
But Citri easily caught Hakua’s desperate charge.
「 —-Huh?」
Hakua was bewildered without understanding what had happened.
Despite charging at a speed that could have created a crater hundreds of meters wide, Citri effortlessly caught the massive body of the white dragon with her delicate arm.
And beneath her, there was no trace of any impact.
「This floor was created by my husband for me. So, I’d rather not make too much of a mess」
Citri deliberately caught Hakua to prevent a huge crater from being left on the floor Haruto had made for her.
She had noticed Hakua’s strategy.
And she could have avoided Hakua’s charge.
But Citri used anti-gravity magic to reduce Hakua’s speed and weight.
Furthermore, to reduce the load of Hakua’s body, she gently caught her head.
It was a feat that could only be accomplished with an overwhelming skill.
「Le-Let go!」
Unable to escape while her head was being held, Hakua slammed her tail into Citri.
A strike from the tail of the white dragon, the same that had struck daemon Gusion.
—-But even this was child’s play for Citri.
「This is what happens to naughty children!」
Releasing Hakua’s head, Citri grabbed the rapidly approaching tail, swung the massive body of the white dragon, and hurled it towards Yoko.
「 —-!? I-I’m sorry!」
Yoko managed to dodge the rapidly approaching body of Hakua.
「Fugyu!」
She flew to the far wall of the floor and cried out as she slammed into the wall.
「I have to pay you back for numbing my hand earlier—-」
「Eh?」
Yoko, who had been watching Hakua get tossed by Citri, reacted to the voice and turned around to see a smiling Demon Lord with a flick ready.
「Right?」
「Fuguaaa!!」
A world-class flick struck the nine-tailed fox between the eyebrows, and Yoko, like Hakua, was sent flying to the edge of the floor.
Yoko tried to deploy a thousand layers of magical barrier on her forehead just before Citri’s finger touched her, but it was almost meaningless.
「Are you still going?」
The Demon Lord Citri approached Yoko and Hakua, who were lying near the wall of the floor.
「W-we’re not… …we haven’t lost yet」
「Yeah, this is nothing」
Though they managed to stand somehow, their bodies were trembling.
That trembling was due to the damage they had sustained and the fear.
「Is that right… …Yes, I understand. Husband’s reward has such a lovely ring to it. I painfully understand your feelings of not wanting to give up. But—」
Citri manifested a mass of magical energy in her right hand.
It was a mass of death, an embodiment that the strongest Demon Lord in history had managed to materialize by pushing their power to the utmost limit.
「Sometimes, giving up is wise」
Citri raised the mass of death above their head.
「Ah, ah, aaaaah!」
「N-no, no…… I don’t want to die!!」
Yoko and Hakua saw their deaths approaching.
「Don’t worry. Those who die in this dungeon can be revived thanks to the power of my husband」
With a smile, Citri swung her hand down.
Death descended upon Yoko and Hakua—
「Alright, that’s enough」
Haruto appeared between Yoko and the others, catching the mass of death.