Date- 13 April 2321
Time- 9:52
Location- Southern Region, Southern Capital
The moment Wyattâs powerful fist connected with Belphegorâs astonished face, the devil was propelled rearward. Yet, he swiftly reclaimed control over his body compelling it to an abrupt halt, and stood suspended in mid-air.
Noticing that Wyattâs punch didnât pack the same punch as before, Belphegor stared at Wyatt with a blend of surprise and puzzlement. He was surprised because Wyatt seemed unfazed while moving through the tricky temporal quicksand, and he was puzzled because he was certain Wyatt had put all his strength into the punch, yet it didnât measure up to the earlier blow that had broken his tusks.
However, Belphegor didnât dwell further on the fact that Wyattâs punch wasnât potent as earlier, as his focus was entirely consumed by the realization that his two prominent time-rule-based attacks, which had successfully taken down around 8 demigods before, were now proving ineffective against Wyatt.
Belphegor had a sense that his time rule mastery wasnât merely falling short against Wyatt; it was like they held no sway over him. This feeling intensified when he witnessed Wyatt effortlessly walking through his temporal quicksand skill.
The only individuals Belphegor recognized as capable of such feats were major players within the Dark realm and adherents of the Devil Merchant Code. Thus, he couldnât help but speculate whether one of those figures was the patrons whose power Wyatt was currently harnessing. If this turned out to be true, Belphegor knew it was going to be a struggle for him to cleanse the stain off of his pride.
If those entities were ready to grant Wyatt such a significant portion of their power, it implied that what Wyatt had offered them in exchange for borrowing that power held immense value. Belphegor sincerely wished that Wyattâs soul wasnât included in the deal. If it turned out otherwise, his quest for revenge would remain unfinished, even if he was the one responsible for Wyattâs miserable end.
âListen closely, you arrogant bastard. I have decided. Regardless of whom you have sold your soul to once Iâm done killing you, I am willing to sacrifice a piece of my own existence just to seal your soul right back into your lifeless body just so that I can subject you to all the torment that the myriad realms have to offer,â Worried by the secret behind how and what Wyatt had exchanged for his current might, Belphegor resolutely chose to sacrifice a fraction of his own life intending to seal Wyattâs soul in a way that prevented it from fulfilling whatever pact Wyatt had struck to obtain his present power.
âYou pig bastard, have as many wet dreams in that pork brain of yours as you want but. Ugh!â Wyatt said in disgust and his eyes conveyed the same to the Belphegor.
ÏαndαsnÎżvΔl.cÎżm âYou despicable swine, indulge in your perverse fantasies within that pork brain of yours all you desire but keep me out of them. Ugh!â Wyatt spat out in revulsion as he gazed at Belphegor in disgust.
Wyattâs disgust-filled gaze provoked Belphegor into a thunderous roar as he invoked one of his abilities, bellowing its name, âInfernal Temporal Stride!â In the blink of an eye, Belphegor disappeared from his initial spot, his figure was nowhere to be seen.
As Belphegor triggered yet another of his time-infused skills, Wyatt remained composed, suspended in mid-air, unwaveringly anticipating Belphegorâs move. In a matter of seconds, six floating humanoid arms materialized behind Wyatt, seamlessly joining together to form a protective barrier. This arms shield materialized just in time to intercept Belphegorâs surprise punch, which had seemingly materialized out of thin air behind him.
What was more noticeable was the fact that, upon his reappearance, Belphegorâs stature had expanded drastically, stretching from a previous 9 feet to an imposing 21 feet. Notably, even the hourglass relic fastened to his back, and the golden chain adorning him had enlarged proportionally to accommodate Belphegorâs new stature.
Once more, Belphegor stood in sheer bewilderment as he witnessed Wyatt successfully intercepting his punch. Yet, what truly unsettled him was the inexplicable suction force that seized his fist upon contact with Wyattâs floating arms, which had joined together to form a protective barrier on Wyattâs back. Upon the impact of his fist with Wyattâs arms Belphegor felt as though these arms had drained every ounce of power from his blow, causing it to come to an abrupt halt.
Belphegor had noticed this previously when he had attacked Wyatt but was easily blocked and countered by him. In the heat of the movement and clouded his rage Belphegor had neglected it but seeing the same repeat itself, he made note of it feeling that Wyatt was using a troublesome ability.
âYour ability to halt this time-rule-based attack indicates itâs not Baal bestowing you with his might. Yet, the enigmatic pull in your grasp bears a semblance to Beelzebubâs power. Did you strike a deal with that insatiable wretch and offer up your soul to him?â Believing that Wyatt had harnessed power from one of his adversaries, Belphegor resolved to employ tactics he had used against them in his confrontation with Wyatt. Observing the failure of the Infernal Temporal Stride against Wyatt, he crossed Baal off the list of potential devils aiding Wyatt.
âIs that pathetic display supposed to be an attack? Your mind must be truly stuffed with pork, you wretched pig!â Wyattâs voice thundered. Simultaneously, one of his suspended fists materialized above Belphegorâs head, delivering a powerful blow that sent him hurtling down, crashing into the ground below.
Belphegorâs employment of the Infernal Temporal Stride skill resembled his utilization of the Chian whips. Instead of channeling power into the chain whips, he was infusing his physical body with the time rule power. However, upon entering the tertiary time flow, Belphegor refrained from immediately launching an assault on Wyatt. Instead, he maneuvered around Wyatt in a circular manner for a full minute, which was equal to a second in secondary time flow, before striking him from behind. Wyatt found himself pondering the reason behind Belphegorâs choice to adopt this approach rather than directly engaging him.
Based on Belphegorâs words, it seemed that he had effectively deployed a comparable maneuver against a Devil named Baal. The success could have stemmed from Baalâs utilization of a specific artifact, relic, or tactic to counter Belphegorâs time rule mastery. Otherwise, Wyatt could think of a possibility where such an attack could prove effective against an adept in the time rule.
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