Devil's System: A Necromancer's Rise

"Leo...n...!"

Sylvaine's voice echoed across the devastated battlefield. Leon turned his head, seeing the girl weakly lying inside a prison of light, her hands desperately pressing against the energy barrier.

"Don't worry," Leon smiled, blood trickling from the corner of his lips.

"I'll handle this."

His gaze shifted back to Shalara. The angel now stood with an even more terrifying aura, her face twisted in fury.

"Enough! I'm tired of your games, demon!" Shalara roared.

"AEGIS ANIMA!"

Suddenly, a blue light enveloped Shalara. The air around her froze, and crystalline ice formed around her like falling snowflakes.

As the light faded, Shalara's appearance had transformed into something far more elegant and powerful. She now bore six pairs of glass-like, shattered ice wings, adorned in golden sacred armor radiating blinding light. A helmet covering half her face made her appear even more mysterious and formidable.

Her twin weapons—the sword and shield—had merged into two spinning ice chakrams in her hands, each lined with jagged, dragon-like teeth, making them look deadly.

The sheer force of Shalara's aura made the ground tremble violently. Leon gritted his teeth, cold sweat dripping from his temples as he endured the pressure.

The air vibrated intensely, causing the leaves on nearby trees to shake erratically. Sylvaine stared at Shalara in shock and dread, knowing full well the angel's power was not to be underestimated.

After her transformation, Shalara smirked arrogantly and issued a challenge. "To save time, why don't you and your little army attack me all at once?" she said, her voice icy and brimming with confidence.

Leon frowned. He knew Shalara wouldn't make such a demand unless she was certain of her victory.

"Fine, I'll grant your wish. But don't think I'll go down easily!"

Leon raised his sword, his eyes blazing with defiance. Valker, standing beside him, lifted his black blade with calm readiness.

"Let's go, Valker," Leon muttered.

"Understood, Master."

Shalara shot forward at blinding speed, vanishing before reappearing right in front of Leon, her spinning chakrams poised to strike.

"CLANG!"

Leon's sword clashed against Shalara's chakram, sending shockwaves through the air. But the second chakram swung from behind, catching Leon off guard.

Valker swiftly intercepted the attack with his blade, deflecting the strike and sending shards of ice scattering. His sharp eyes locked onto Shalara, ready for her next move.

After the intense exchange, the three combatants momentarily retreated, eyeing each other warily.

Leon raised his sword again, bracing for the next assault. Valker mirrored his stance, unwavering. Shalara remained composed, her chakrams still spinning effortlessly in her hands.

"You're strong," Shalara remarked coldly.

"But are you fast enough for what comes next?"

She soared higher, her chakrams generating a fierce whirlwind.

"GLACIAL SHURIKEN STORM!"

Thousands of ice shurikens rained down on Leon and Valker like a blizzard.

Valker countered by spinning rapidly, his sword creating a black tornado that absorbed the icy projectiles.

Seizing the opening, Leon lunged forward, his crimson blade glowing.

"DEMON'S FANG!"

His thrust aimed straight for Shalara's heart.

Shalara's eyebrow twitched in surprise, but her golden armor effortlessly deflected the attack. She smirked, unfazed, as if waiting for their next move.

Her counterattack was swift and brutal.

"FROSTBITE PALM!"

Her palm struck Leon's chest, and a wave of freezing energy spread across his body like coiling serpents.

"ARGH!"

Leon crashed into the ground, half his body encased in ice.

Sylvaine screamed, "STOP, AUNTIE! DON'T HURT LEON ANYMORE!" She pounded against the light prison with clenched fists, tears streaming down her face.

Shalara turned to Sylvaine with an icy glare.

Sylvaine stopped pounding, her eyes still red from crying, but her expression hardened with resolve.

"I won't let you kill Leon, Auntie," she declared firmly.

Meanwhile, Valker, seeing his master frozen and helpless, charged at Shalara in a rage.

"YOU'LL PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO MY MASTER!"

But before his attack could land, Shalara moved faster—her chakram slashing Valker down mid-air.

Valker gasped, his body collapsing weakly to the ground.

Shalara smirked in satisfaction.

"You can't defeat me," she said arrogantly.

She strode toward Leon, her face devoid of mercy.

"This is your end," she declared coldly.

She lifted Leon's chin with her chakram, forcing him to meet her eyes.

"Goodbye, demon."

But suddenly—

"NO!"

Sylvaine, now freed from her prison, stood between them, her body radiating a powerful aura.

"Auntie, I'll go with you! Just don't kill Leon!" she begged, tears falling.

Shalara scowled.

"Foolish girl," she spat.

With a flick of her wrist, she encased Sylvaine in a block of ice.

"You have no right to make demands."

She hurled Leon into the air and raised her hand.

"FROST DRAGON'S WRATH!"

A massive ice dragon materialized, its maw filled with deadly frozen spikes, ready to devour Leon.

The dragon lunged—

Three seconds before impact, the world flashed white.

"The Magician."

"Omni-Elemental Dominion."

A voice thundered across the sky.

"Phoenix Annihilation Cannon."

From the distant clouds, a blazing crimson phoenix descended like a falling star, its wings engulfed in flames.

=== BAB 17 END ===