A Nexus Devil-Chapter 68: A Nexus Devil ( - :

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Luckily for Jake, he had managed to greatly weaken the destructive power; otherwise, he might have been instantly killed!

In his desperation, Jake instinctively called on his bloodline for the second time that day as the power of Destruction that was ravaging his body slowly began being absorbed by his magic, taking it in as his own and making him resistant towards it! It was an act of absolute desperation, but thankfully for him it paid off.

This went on completely unbeknownst to Lord Bael, who was just laughing the whole time, thinking that his spell was doing catastrophic damage to the boy he hated more than anything currently.

Eventually, the magic of the spell passed through him fully, and even with his bloodline saving him, Jake was left in a tattered state. His robes were completely shredded, and his skin was bleeding and covered in burns all over his body.

Jake also found himself panting at how much magic he just used to not die. He felt like he was down to well under half his reserves, meanwhile, Lord Bael was just standing there casually, looking at him with a smirk like his spell had cost him nothing to cast.

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Jake wanted to wipe that smirk off his smug face by immediately sending a blast of his own destructive power right back at him, but he decided to wisely hold off on that for now and save it as a last-resort trump card. What Jake needed to do now was figure out a way out of this situation.

"..."

Jake, in his injured and bleeding state, knew that this situation was close to unwinnable. He could fight Voldemort and probably win since the latter may have devil magic now, but he lacked a spell circle to reduce his casting cost.

But Jake knew he just wasn't strong enough yet to take on an ultimate class. 'Do I have to flee?' He thought to himself. Could he even flee? Was he just going to run away with his tail between his legs and call Serafall for help?

No! He wouldn't do that! Fleeing would also mean abandoning Fleur's body in this graveyard. He also didn't even know if he realistically would be able to escape the two of them anyway. He was going to have to stand and fight!

Jake spat some blood out of his mouth before turning to his two enemies who were 'kind enough' to let him recover himself a bit after that devastating attack. He gave them a cocky grin, much to their shock.

They'd thought he'd be groveling on the ground and begging for mercy right about now. "Come on then," Jake gave them a sneer, "are we going to fight, or are we going to stand around all night?"

"Come on then," Jake gave them a sneer, "are we going to fight, or are we going to stand around all night?"

Lord Bael and Voldemort were two incredibly prideful men, and neither of them would ever back down from a challenge. Especially one from someone they considered a lesser.

"Very well, then, fool," Voldemort spat, "We'll finish you now! CRUCIO!" Another spear-sized Unforgivable flew his way, but this time, Jake was ready. His wings sprang forth from his back, and he took to the air, easily dodging the spell.

From on high, Jake dive-bombed the shocked Voldemort as he formed an ice sword in his hand, aiming for the snake's head!

"Forget about me, boy!?" Lord Bael had his own wings out as he flew to intercept Jake's ice sword with a fist coated in the POD. Fist met sword, and Jake's blade fizzled out.

But not before he formed a second one in his offhand and took a swing at Lord Bael's head.

The man sneered as he easily moved himself back to avoid the blow, but at the last second, Jake let go of the blade mid-swing, causing it to fly forward past the man's face, leaving a deep gash on his cheek. Jake smirked at actually landing a solid blow on an ultimate class!

Lord Bael looked shocked for a moment before he brought his hand to his face and wiped the blood from his now cut-up cheek.

"YOU DARE MAKE ME BLEED, YOU HALFBREED SCUM!" He charged at Jake this time with a small aura of destruction magic surrounding his body and wings!

"CRUCIO!" Simultaneously, Voldemort from the ground threw another gigantic cruciatus curse towards Jake!

"Dammit!" Jake cursed as he swerved to dodge the spell mid-air and simultaneously raised an ice shield to try and stop Lord Bael's charge.

Unfortunately, though, the man wasn't holding back in his anger and smashed through Jake's spell before delivering a vicious punch to Jake's sternum, blasting him out of the sky and towards the ground. He slammed into the ground hard, leaving a small crater behind.

"CRUCIO!" Voldemort screamed in rage a final time! He had been pissed off that these two could fly and he couldn't. He hadn't been able to gain devil wings even after taking Jake's blood..."I am Lord Voldemort and no one can be above me!"

Jake, who was still disoriented from his impact with the ground, could only turn his head slightly and watch as the massive spell connected right to his torso. Suddenly every single nerve ending on his body lit up in maximum pain as he screamed out loud in agony!

Voldemort held the spell as he slowly walked over towards Jake writhing in pain on the ground, laughing the entire time. Lord Bael landed next to him, smirking himself, finally glad to have his misbegotten revenge.

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