Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 366 Mission: 09-2 The Sad Knight
In Limbo, the magnificent cathedral gradually fell apart.

The carpet was torn, the candlesticks were broken, the floor tiles were shattered, and the pillars were knocked down. Standing at the end of the auditorium, the white-robed priest tore off his false facade, revealing the true face of the devil.

A dark knight wielding a frozen longbow and riding a flaming warhorse.

"Shit!" Dante put away the pistol that was useless against the armor and uttered vulgar words again: "None of my little beauties have ever worked!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head to avoid the flying frost arrow, pulled out "Rebellion" and held it horizontally behind him, shattering the arrow that turned around and flew back.

Dante originally wanted to use bullets to shoot down the opponent's arrows, but the ice blocks shot by the Black Knight's magic bow actually turned in the air, so the result was very regrettable.

Not far from him, Nero raised his rapier and stabbed it, then swept the blade and jumped back, shattering two pieces of magic ice and avoiding the third one. The moment he landed, he twisted his wrist to shoot down the third one as well.

"You're shooting too quickly," she told Dante. "Once they're close enough, there's no way to dodge the bullets."

But even Dante couldn't help his impatience. In the distance, the Black Knight had already swung his bowstring again, sending whirling ice blades flying out, whirling towards the two of them. There was no way the two of them could defeat this demon in a long-range fight, so they had to close the distance quickly.

But the enemy's offensive was continuous, and they were forced to retreat every time they took two steps forward.

The harp-like bow had dozens of strings. Every time the knight swept them, more than a dozen pieces of magic ice would fly out, shaped into different shapes and flying towards them. Not only was the attack as continuous as a tide, but it could also constantly change direction in the air, making it difficult to defend against.

The most troublesome part was that these ice blocks, which had lethal power, had to be shattered before they would completely stop. Otherwise, they would chase after him relentlessly. As the knight's movements became more and more frequent, even though Dante had dodged it and plunged into the stone pillar, it still easily penetrated it without losing any speed. You can imagine what would happen if it hit him.

"Can you handle it alone?"

Facing Nero's somewhat sudden question, Dante replied unhappily, "Of course I can handle it at this level. Who are you looking down on?"

"So it won't hold up if it's strengthened any further. Okay."

Nero threw the emerald, representing "jealousy," into the air, and through it she saw the twin pistols in Dante's hands. At the same time, she channeled her strength, swung her sword to shatter the incoming ice, and leaped into the air to grab the emerald.

The magic of the gem flowed from between her fingers, forming a translucent revolver out of thin air. Nero took aim in the air and quickly fired, shattering the surrounding ice one by one.

The cold air that made up the ice and the emerald green magic of the bullet mixed together and slowly disappeared.

But at the same time, when the knight swung the bowstring and shot out the ice, the warhorse under his crotch also moved.

It was obvious that the creature hadn't attacked earlier because it was too far away to hit. So, when Nero took flight, it immediately aimed in that direction, spitting a flaming meteor from its mouth. It aimed directly at Nero. While that flame couldn't turn and pursue like the knight's ice, it clearly far surpassed them in speed, penetration, and power. Nero frowned slightly and aimed his gun in that direction.

Dante, whose hand was slightly relieved by Nero, was quicker, and the bullet he fired collided with the flames. He also shouted faster: "The bullet is useless!"

The pistol vanished in an instant. The emerald gem reappeared in Nero's hand, and his clear gaze pierced through it, locking onto the knight who was sweeping his bowstring.

This time, the magic power turned into a longbow in her hand, and the verdant magic power condensed into a cold and piercing ice arrow, which flew out from the string and collided with the flaming meteor.

The power was indeed nothing compared to the original. Nero sighed as he dropped from the sky, fired another arrow at the knight, then dispelled the longbow, which required two hands to wield, and once again channeled his magic power into a pistol.

Then he lowered his body and began to charge forward.

The strength of the horse has also been figured out, and the rest will be revealed through actual combat.

Dante followed, thrusting forward with his greatsword, shattering several ice blocks along the way. After exhausting his strength in this charge, he infused the Nephilim's angelic power into it. The spinning greatsword instantly transformed into a giant scythe, shattering all the incoming ice arrows.

Then, he turned to his demonic power, transforming the scythe into a massive axe. He leaped forward, slamming the axe blade into the ground, sending magical energy and rubble scattering everywhere. Then, using his weapon as a lever, he leaped again, bringing the axe down straight at the incoming flames.

This time, it was Dante who helped Nero draw the enemy's attack. Then, behind the faster-moving Dante, Nero, while running, fell back and slid close to the ground, raising his pistol and firing rapidly and continuously upwards, providing support for Dante in the air.

The two of them now had a certain tacit understanding. The ice blocks flying towards Dante were locked onto Nero's bullets before they could hit him, either shattering or being forced to redirect, unable to harm Dante. Dante successfully cut through the flames, landing heavily on the ground, shattering it again.

This was the signal for both sides to switch roles once again. At this distance, relying solely on speed to dodge the flaming steed's attacks was no longer feasible, so they had to take turns drawing its attacks, creating opportunities for the other to advance. The moment Dante landed, Nero, gliding across the marble floor, leaped up with his sword, his slender blade accurately striking down the pursuing icy arrows, even using the momentum to propel him through the air like a falling leaf.

Then, as expected, the flaming steed spewed flames at Nero again. Dante seized the opportunity, his axe instantly transforming into a grappling hook, piercing the top of a pillar and carrying him flying. Dante arced through the air toward the cathedral's dome, firing his pistol in unison.

The bullet landed in the horse's mouth, twisting its face and causing it to neigh sharply, but subsequent attacks only produced a series of sparks on its visor. The horse raised its hooves and reared back, halting the knight's attack for a moment. He finally tightened his grip on the reins and drove the horse away.

It no longer continued to serve as a fixed turret.

"pretty."

Dante whispered softly, his gaze drifting towards Nero. With such skill and audacity, she had actually managed to lure the ice blocks following her, dodging them at the last possible moment. Then the ice and flames collided, and white steam engulfed her figure.

(End of this chapter)