Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 347 Mission: 04-3 Joint
However, such a battle cry does not make him look more imposing. On the contrary, it adds a bit of street-fighting humor to the battle between humans and giants, which is surprising.

The Hunter Demon swung his blade behind him, its length a full man's length colliding with Dante's Rebellion, blocking the blow. This unskilled attack always came down to a contest of strength, and Dante, leaping and slashing without even touching the ground, was clearly no match for the Hunter Demon, ten times his height and at least a dozen times his weight. After a brief pause, the Hunter Demon continued to exert force, counteracting Dante's inertia and sending him flying with a single swing.

Almost smashed through the ground.

This hunter demon not only held its own against two enemies, but also seemed to be doing it with ease. But come to think of it, the two "humans" fighting it now, one of whom couldn't transform into a demon, and the other couldn't transform into a demon either, so they deserved to lose.

Nero escaped from the burning iron dragon flying in the sky, grabbed the high point of the track and flipped up. Looking at the hunter demon who easily knocked Dante away, he began to feel a little suspicious.

The biggest problem for her and Dante right now was that they couldn't break through the Hunter Demon's defenses. But this shouldn't have been a problem, because this guy actually had several vulnerable spots besides the back of his neck, but Nero and Dante, fighting alone, couldn't attack his weak spots.

In other words, there was no coordination. The two attacks were timed differently, and while this kept the Hunter Demon from fighting back, it also failed to break through his defense.

We have to find a way to make Dante obey our orders.

Nero thought so. She had no intention of letting Dante take command, because this Dante was clearly a pure reckless man, completely clueless. Otherwise, the two of them would have coordinated long ago, without even needing to talk.

Even the technical aspects of weaponry...this Dante was pure brute force, swinging his sword with emotion, no skill at all. Nero couldn't imagine himself describing a guy named Dante that way. Honestly, it was more like...

What's going on?
Nero retracted all the black mist she had released, and the shiny obsidian was put away by her flipping her hand. Instead, a pink tourmaline appeared on her fingertips.

It's a good thing I took out this magic stone earlier. With this thought in mind, Nero took the gem into his mouth.

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

She opened her mouth slightly, but no sound came out. Magical power, with silent waves, vibrated in the air, transforming into a beam that penetrated Dante's brain.

"what?"

Dante, who had climbed up from the ground and was struggling with the hunter demon with his sword in both hands, made a sound.

"It seems you heard it. Then listen carefully, I will..."

Nero did not give Dante a chance to answer. She quickly told Dante her future plans and warned Dante to do as she said and not to act on his own.

"Why should I listen to you?" Dante seemed to realize that Nero could hear him without him saying a word, so he began to argue silently.

"Because you just lost the fight."

Dante was at a loss for words. He gritted his teeth and said stubbornly, "But your voice makes me... "

Nero cuts off the conversation.

“…What about the matter of standing up!”…He bowed his head.

Nero didn't expect that after the conversation was cut off, this guy would still shout this sentence loudly in public. However, there were only her, Dante and a demon in this place, so in a sense, it might not be considered a public place...

Never mind, that's not the point. Nero ignored Dante's antics, once again condensing a demonic arm in his left hand and leaping down from above the tracks. The pitch-black poisonous mist instantly enhanced Nero's physical abilities, while his extended smoke arm reached out from a distance to grab the hunter demon's neck.

The hunter demon reacted quickly, turning and slashing his sword to sever the black smoke clutch. Freed from its oppression, Dante pulled his legs out of the ground and leaped up simultaneously, his sword raised, aiming directly at the hunter demon's throat.

Only a completely synchronized attack poses the greatest threat.

This coordinated attack, driven by this principle, instantly put the Hunter Demon in a difficult position. Unable to retract the blade that had severed Smoke Hand to continue fighting Dante, its remaining options were to block or flee.

Even if I get hurt a little, I have to keep up the offensive against Dante, or I’ll make plans after I give up completely.

Judging that Nero's next attack wasn't imminent, the hunter demon chose the former option, blocking Dante's blade with his left arm. If the armor at his elbow had blocked the blow, it might have been immune to damage. However, the reason elbows need armor is that they are not only crucial but also not particularly sensitive. Assuming the shoulder and elbow have fixed rotation speeds, the base of the palm moves at least twice as fast as the elbow. In reality, this difference is often even greater.

It is neither timely nor convenient to use elbow armor to block an attack that can be blocked with the arm.

The rebellious sword quickly opened a large wound on the demon's left arm, and sticky and smelly blood gushed out and splashed towards Dante's head.

The attack was blocked, and Dante was suspended in mid-air, becoming a vulnerable target.

The hunter demon's big hand suddenly slapped down, and a huge shadow covered Dante's figure.

But the smoke that was cut off by the blade immediately condensed together again and turned into a huge black hand, grabbing the hunter demon's falling wrist.

This time the attack paused in the air, and Nero took the opportunity to quickly approach the hunter demon, piercing its eyes with his needle-like cane sword.

Now all he could do was hide. The hunter demon decisively gave up on attacking Dante, dodging Nero's thrust with a backward jab. Then, with one hand supporting itself, it flipped upside down, its other hand, a blade, instantly slashing across Nero's hand that was clutching its own cigarette.

The smoke was cut off again, and Nero could no longer use it to change the direction of his flight, and passed straight in front of the demon.

Dante landed and this time he didn't continue to attack. He stood there and raised his middle finger to the hunter demon.

The quality is very poor.

The hunter demon, having regained its footing, raised its hand and fired a grappling gun at Nero, who was still flying in the air. Its slow-witted mind probably finally decided that Nero was more troublesome than the Son of Sparta.

But Nero turned and reached out his hand towards its grappling gun, slapping the sharp claws off. At the same time, the retracted claws also shattered the palm of smoke, grabbing a ball of air and falling to the ground.

(End of this chapter)