Belphegor's interruption brought realization back to Grace and Red Death. Emotion got the better of them, but their anger seemed insignificant now. The current situation was too dire for them to surrender to their ego. Grace decided to be the better woman and apologized, "I'm sorry, but we need to work together. Please! We can't win if we fight like this." Red Death didn't respond. She simply turned to Belphegor's clone, whom Grace had thrown earlier. This clone had retreated to Belphegor. It attempted to recover under the protection of the devil. Red Death turned in the other direction and saw the other four clones harassing Badass. Without saying anything, Red Death dashed over to where Badass was. While the two women were doing introspection, the archdemon lord lunged at Belphegor. It executed Penta Slash using its scythe. The scythe crisscrossed at high speed as it slashed the devil. Darkness almost fully covered Belphegor's ice armor as erosion from the dark enchantment accumulated. The ice armor finally shattered. Belphegor wasn't concerned about losing his protective suit. He pulled back his arm when the Penta Slash hit him. The fist on that arm expanded exponentially. Once the archdemon lord finished its penta slash, that fist went forward. The gigantic fist slammed into the archdemon lord. This was the same skill that took out Palgrost's defensive wall with one punch. While this skill dealt extra damage against structure, it still caused massive damage to any other target. However, the most terrifying aspect of the punch was its force. The archdemon lord who received the punch flew at an unbelievable speed. They didn't even have time to glimpse the damage number caused by the punch because the archdemon lord was already a speck far away in the sky.
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